Peerless Martial Expert in the City
Chapter 623 - 619: Play You to Death

Chapter 623: Chapter 619: Play You to Death

"Third Young Master, what do you mean by that?"

Yuan Feiyun was startled, his mouth agape, as he looked at Third Young Master Zhao ahead, seemingly catching a glimpse of his thoughts, with a hint of astonishment in his eyes.

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From their expressions, it was likely not them who had done it, because if it had been, they would have had no reason to deny it under the circumstances just now.

Leaving Third Young Master Zhao’s dormitory, Xiao Yi’s eyes revealed a contemplative look.

Initially, he had felt that there was an over eighty percent chance that this was the doing of Third Young Master Zhao, but now it had been proven otherwise, leaving him suddenly feeling clueless, unsure of where to start in order to uncover the person behind the scheme.

Was he supposed to confront each of the suspects one after the other, just like now, beating and interrogating them?

With his abilities, doing so wouldn’t be difficult.

But that wasn’t his style. Without any evidence, if he started attacking people, how would he be any different from them? Besides, if he really started doing that, it wouldn’t be such an easy task, not to mention people like the Li brothers. As for Gao Junjie and the Four Young Evil Masters, he didn’t even know where to find them now. According to Fatty Tang, ever since their families started to decline, they hadn’t appeared in school for a long time.

Forget it, take it slow. Since the mastermind was willing to operate from the shadows like this, Xiao Yi believed he would eventually reappear.

As long as the perpetrator acted, there would eventually come a day when he would fall into Xiao Yi’s hands.

After a time, Xiao Yi shook his head, throwing the troubling thoughts to the back of his mind. He shared the same belief as Situ Qingfeng: in this world, there is no paper that can forever contain a fire, unless it’s exceptionally thick, like iron paper or gold paper...

But he did not believe the hidden mastermind was an iron paper...

A cold smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth, his gaze turning icy.

Zhao Minghua, this time, for the sake of the Zhao Family, I’ll let you go. You’d better avoid trouble with me in the future. From now on, let’s consider ourselves strangers, without any debts to each other. Otherwise, I will definitely not be polite with you!

Xiao Yi lifted his head slightly, glancing back in the direction of Third Young Master Zhao’s dormitory with a faint cold smile, then turned and walked forward.

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"Are you certain?"

Not far from the main entrance of Z University, in a newly refurbished restaurant, within an opulently decorated private room, a young man around one meter eighty-five, handsome and debonair, sat back comfortably with one leg crossed over the other, looking at a middle-aged man in front of him.

"Please rest assured, Young Master Zhang, everything has been confirmed, and no one has traced anything back to that person. However, Young Master Zhang, for the sake of safety, should we perhaps..."

The middle-aged man smiled and nodded, but then, as if remembering something, he looked up with an air of anticipation in his eyes, a hint of ruthlessness flashing through, and he raised his hand, making a slicing motion across his throat.

"No need, no need to bother. If no one has pinned it on that foolish boy, then we shouldn’t touch him. Taking unnecessary actions would only cause us trouble. Let’s try to commit less evil if we can," the young man said lazily, waving his hand to dismiss the middle-aged man’s idea. After speaking, he didn’t wait for the middle-aged man to say anything more, his expression shifted instantly, changing...

The atmosphere had turned a bit gloomy as he changed the subject, "How’s the investigation on that matter I asked you to look into?"

"Young Master Zhang, rest assured, everything is clear now. That kid is named Xiao Yi, and indeed, he’s a bumpkin from the countryside. However, it seems he knows a trick or two. He’s been in a few fights at school, and they all seem pretty violent. A lot of students who attend classes with him have witnessed this. It’s said that every time he fights, he knocks down someone with a single kick."

The middle-aged man saw that the young man disagreed with his opinion but didn’t say more. He simply smiled faintly and replied.

While speaking, his eyes showed a trace of disdain. He didn’t take that kid named Xiao Yi seriously at all. Knocking someone down with each kick? Knowing a little kung fu? In his eyes, that was utterly negligible. If he kicked out, he could bring down at least two or three people, and moreover, they would all be so-called martial artists who had trained in kung fu!

In his view, those so-called real martial artists who appeared on TV, entertainment channels, and movie screens, claiming to know "true kung fu," were all just showoffs with flashy moves... He could take on a hundred of them without feeling the slightest pressure!

"Huh?"

Listening to the middle-aged man’s words, a look of realization flashed in the young man’s eyes. So the guy had learned a thing or two, which explained why he had some skills. Then, almost immediately, a cold smile crept onto the corner of his mouth. Even if he had trained, so what?

Dare to mess with me, Zhang Botao?

I’ll play you to death!

This youth was none other than Zhang Botao, who had his championship stolen by Xiao Yi at the school sports meet for two consecutive times.

When he thought about how Xiao Yi had basked in glory at this sports meet and even received praise from the vice principal in his speech at the closing ceremony, Zhang Botao’s face became incredibly dark. In his view, those accolades were rightly his!

His eyes were filled with immense veins of jealousy.

"Young Master Zhang, should I go... teach that kid a lesson?"

The middle-aged man, seeing the expression on Zhang Botao’s face, showed a hint of ferocity in his eyes as he cautiously spoke to obtain Zhang Botao’s approval.

"Forget it, Uncle Zhao, there’s no need for you to take action over such a trivial matter. Just have someone deal with it, have him expelled from the school. I don’t want to see him on campus anymore!"

Hearing the middle-aged man’s words, Zhang Botao’s eyes flickered with a tempted look, but he soon shook his head and spoke indifferently.

"Yes, please rest assured, Young Master Zhang. I will make sure that kid never appears in front of Young Master Zhang again."

The middle-aged man responded respectfully, a sinister smile appearing on his face. Dealing with such a small fry who thought he was invincible just because he knew a little kung fu seemed too easy to him. Indeed, it seemed there was no need for him to take action personally, as there were plenty of people below him who could handle it.

"Good, that puts my mind at ease."

Zhang Botao nodded. He had absolute trust in the capabilities of the middle-aged man before him, and he believed that he would not be let down. As far as he was concerned, this was just a minor issue.(To be continued. If you like this work, you’re welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)