Proud Goddess Falls in Love with Me
Chapter 82 - 82 82 Slander_1

82: Chapter 82 Slander_1 82: Chapter 82 Slander_1 Fang Zhuo’s face fell as he heard this, “If you don’t understand, can you stop spouting nonsense here?

I’ve been to this underground arena many times.

I’m very clear about the strength of the fighters here.

Wouldn’t I know if Savage Bull can win or not?”

“You, a delivery guy, should stop making blind judgments here and making a fool of yourself.”

Liu Yuhan chimed in, “Exactly, this is a Martial Path duel!

Everyone is a genuine Martial Path expert.

How could someone who doesn’t know anything possibly know who will win or lose?”

Lu Chuan was helpless, “If you don’t believe me, then forget it.”

Fang Zhuo sneered, “Believing you would really mean my brain’s got water in it.”

Qin Yiyi thought for a moment and said, “Then you help me bet on Flying Squirrel to win.

I trust my brother-in-law.”

Fang Zhuo frowned, “Yiyi, don’t listen to his nonsense.

There’s no way Flying Squirrel can win.

You’re just throwing away money.”

Qin Yiyi smiled and said, “Ah well, it doesn’t matter.

If the outcome of the duel was decided before it even started, that would be too boring.”

Fang Zhuo could only say, “Fine, I’ll place a bet on Flying Squirrel for you.

When you lose your money later, you’ll see how ridiculous this guy is.”

He then turned to go and place the bet.

By the time he returned, on the arena, Flying Squirrel had been punched and flown out by Savage Bull, landing on the edge of the ring.

The whole place cheered.

Fang Zhuo looked at Lu Chuan with a smug look, “See that?

And you still think Flying Squirrel can win?

Even if you want to draw attention to yourself, at least say something credible.”

Liu Yuhan sneered coldly, “Yiyi, you should stay away from him.

This kind of guy, if he can’t win himself, it’s one thing, but he’s even causing you to lose money.”

Qin Yiyi blinked her big eyes with a hint of regret, “Oh well, where there’s a winner, there’s definitely a loser, it’s very normal.”

She looked at Lu Chuan and said with a smile, “Brother-in-law, don’t take it to heart.

I’ve often guessed wrong when watching soccer matches before.”

Lu Chuan said with a smile, “Flying Squirrel will definitely win.

You won’t lose your money.”

Qin Yiyi’s face was full of surprise, not knowing why Lu Chuan was so certain.

Fang Zhuo and Liu Yuhan both wore looks of sarcasm, thinking Lu Chuan must be crazy to make such a statement.

The match on the arena continued, and as the fight heated up, Savage Bull’s advantage in strength gradually waned, and he, initially dominant, started to struggle.

Flying Squirrel’s speed was incredibly fast.

Against the slower responding Savage Bull, he seemed to have plenty of room to maneuver.

Before long, Flying Squirrel seized the opportunity and landed a sidekick on Savage Bull’s waist.

Savage Bull didn’t guard against it, and his body flew out, tumbling off the stage.

The match ended, and the host announced Flying Squirrel as the winner.

Qin Yiyi jumped up excitedly, “Flying Squirrel actually won!”

Fang Zhuo and Liu Yuhan wore expressions of disbelief.

“This is impossible, how could Savage Bull lose, he was supposed to win for sure!”

Liu Yuhan looked at Fang Zhuo with resentment, “It’s all your fault.

I lost three thousand, and that was my money to buy clothes!

I don’t care; you have to compensate me!”

Fang Zhuo’s complexion soured, “You lost three thousand, but I lost ten thousand.

Who do I ask for compensation?”

Qin Yiyi interjected, “Oh, don’t argue.

I bet on Flying Squirrel, so I should win more than ten thousand.

Let’s just split it.”

Liu Yuhan’s eyes brightened, “Really?

Yiyi, you’re so nice.”

With an embarrassed scratch of his head, Fang Zhuo looked at Qin Yiyi and said, “I thought Flying Squirrel definitely couldn’t win, and I didn’t want you to lose money, so I placed your bet on Savage Bull instead.”

The smile on Qin Yiyi’s face instantly froze, as the joy of winning money evaporated.

Liu Yuhan, too, was clenching her teeth in anger, “How can you do this?

Whose money is it that’s lost now?”

Fang Zhuo, feeling guilty, said, “There are still several matches left.

I’ll bet some more and win it back then.”

Qin Yiyi, angry, said, “With your track record of wrong judgments, you might just keep losing.

You should have just listened to my brother-in-law from the start.”

Fang Zhuo was inwardly squirming, looking at Lu Chuan and seeing him enjoying his misfortune only made him angrier.

He glared at Lu Chuan and said, “What are you laughing at?

You’re just a blind cat that ran into a dead mouse and got it right by chance.

Do you really think you made the right call?”

Qin Yiyi argued indignantly, “My brother-in-law had a good reason for what he said.

If that’s not the case, explain why Flying Squirrel won.”

Fang Zhuo, unable to articulate a reason, blurted out in a fit of piqued anger, “That’s because the match was rigged!”

As soon as these words left his mouth, the cheering crowd around them quietened down.

Fang Zhuo’s expression changed as he realized he had misspoken.

The underground arena was thriving precisely because the owner had eradicated all rigged matches, and in fact, there hadn’t been any rigging here.

For Fang Zhuo to say such a thing here was tantamount to signing his death warrant.

Soon, a group of burly, muscular men surrounded a slender man with a scar on his face, walking over.

This person was the boss of the place, Scar Kun.

“Who just said there’s rigging going on here?” Scar Kun’s menacing gaze, combined with the vicious scar on his face, sent shivers down one’s spine.

Fang Zhuo immediately trembled, his legs going weak and sweat pouring down his face.

He dared not meet Scar Kun’s eyes, his mind racing to figure out how to escape his predicament.

His peripheral vision caught Lu Chuan, and an idea immediately surfaced.

He quickly pointed at Lu Chuan, saying, “It was him!

He was the one who said there was rigging!”

Lu Chuan’s expression darkened.

He had been considering that if these people wanted to start trouble, for Qin Yiyi’s sake, he would step in and settle things.

But he hadn’t expected Fang Zhuo to falsely accuse him.

Qin Yiyi said angrily, “It was clearly you who said it.

Why are you putting it on my brother-in-law?”

With a stubborn face, Fang Zhuo insisted, “It was him!

I heard it with my own ears!”

He turned to Scar Kun, ingratiatingly saying, “Kun, this guy lost money gambling and then claimed our place is rigged.

You can’t let him off lightly!”

He winked at Liu Yuhan.

Realizing the cue, Liu Yuhan quickly added, “Right…

right!

It was him who said there’s rigging here.

I can testify!”

Qin Yiyi frowned, “Yuhan, you!”

Liu Yuhan whispered, “Yiyi, this way we won’t be affected.

You should stay away from him.”

Qin Yiyi was so angry she couldn’t speak, annoyed at herself for ever making friends with such a person.

Scar Kun glanced at Lu Chuan, and said with a cold laugh, “If I’m not mistaken, you guys must be in cahoots.

I don’t care who said that phrase, slandering us, but you must pay the price!”

“I’ll give you two choices.

Either send one person to fight against my ace fighter; as long as you win, we’ll forget about today’s incident.”

Then his gaze fell on Qin Yiyi and Liu Yuhan, “Or, one of you two accompanies me and my brothers for a night, and I’ll also let this go.”

“If you’re not willing to take either option, then none of you can leave here today!”

Fang Zhuo cursed inwardly, not expecting that even throwing blame on Lu Chuan would not enable him to escape.

He took a deep breath and said, “The ace here, known as Tai Shan, is rumored to have reached the Martial Arts Grandmaster level, a true expert.

We have no chance of winning.”

“So our only choice is…”

All eyes fell on Qin Yiyi and Liu Yuhan.

Liu Yuhan panicked, “Why are you looking at me?

I definitely won’t agree.

I haven’t done anything wrong!”

She turned to Qin Yiyi and said, “Yiyi, you accompany Brother Kun for the night.

That way, we can all be at peace, and besides, sleeping with Brother Kun isn’t such a bad thing.”

Qin Yiyi retorted, “Why should I be the one to go?

If it’s not a bad thing, why don’t you do it!”

Liu Yuhan, desperate to save herself, didn’t care about sisterhood anymore and hysterically said, “Just because it was you who insisted on bringing Lu Chuan, this jinx.

If not for him, we wouldn’t be in this mess.

You’re responsible, so you should go!”

Fang Zhuo knew Scar Kun’s methods all too well.

If they didn’t do as he said, tonight would likely be very ill-fated for them.

Though he liked Qin Yiyi, in such a situation he could only bear the pain of letting go.

“That’s right, Yiyi, it’s because you had to bring Lu Chuan here that we encountered this situation.

Had he not come, we would’ve just had a fun night.

You owe it to us to take responsibility.

Just sacrifice a little; it’s not a big deal.

Who knows, you might even end up liking it.”

Qin Yiyi was on the verge of tears.

“You bastards!”

Neither Fang Zhuo nor Liu Yuhan dared to meet her gaze and guiltily looked away.

Scar Kun said with a smile, “So, have you decided to let her stay with me?”

Fang Zhuo was about to speak.

At that moment, Lu Chuan stepped forward and said, “We choose the first option.”

Fang Zhuo’s face changed, “Are you insane?

That’s a Grandmaster.

Who do you expect to go to their death?”

Lu Chuan said indifferently, “I will fight.”

Liu Yuhan cursed, “Even if you want to die, if you lose, we’ll all suffer.

Can’t you stop being so selfish?

I want to go home!”

Lu Chuan ignored Liu Yuhan and said to Scar Kun, “Send your ace over.”

Scar Kun gave a mocking smile, “Interesting.”

He then clapped his hands, signaling his men to call someone over.

Fang Zhuo and Liu Yuhan were frantic, cursing Lu Chuan’s ancestors.

Qin Yiyi looked at Lu Chuan in a daze, “Brother-in-law, you…”

Lu Chuan winked at her, “Don’t worry, it will be alright.”

Soon, the ace fighter Tai Shan arrived on the scene, leaped onto the ring in a single bound.

“Get up there.

Just a heads-up: this is a life-and-death ring.

If you get killed, it’s just your bad luck,” Scar Kun said.

Lu Chuan nodded and jumped onto the ring.

Fang Zhuo gritted his teeth in anger, “Going up is sending himself to death.

I have no idea what this fool is thinking!”

Qin Yiyi scolded, “Shut your mouth!

You all are truly shameless.

I’m cutting ties with you!”

Fang Zhuo and Liu Yuhan, feeling guilty, shrank their necks and remained silent.

“You should worry about yourself.

If Lu Chuan gets killed, you’ll still have to sleep with someone.

By then, you’ll have been played with so much, I wouldn’t even care to be friends with you,” Liu Yuhan muttered under her breath.

On the ring.

Lu Chuan glanced at Tai Shan, sensed his Grade 1 Grandmaster strength, and laughed.

“I thought this so-called ace fighter would be formidable.

Seems I was worried for nothing.”

Tai Shan stared at Lu Chuan and said, “Kid, I’m in a hurry to go back and have fun with women, so I won’t waste time with you.

I’ll kill you quickly, prepare yourself.”

Lu Chuan smiled faintly, “I’m afraid you lack the ability.”

Tai Shan’s gaze sharpened, his aura erupted, and he charged swiftly towards Lu Chuan.

Everyone exclaimed in shock.

“So fast!

Is this what a Grandmaster is like?”

“This pressure is terrifying.

Lu Chuan is bound to die today!” Liu Yuhan said.

“He brought this on himself!

He shouldn’t have tried to steal my woman!” Fang Zhuo felt a surge of excitement for some reason.

Tai Shan blinked and reached Lu Chuan, swinging his fist down.

“Die!”

Lu Chuan casually raised his hand, appearing unhurried yet moving with great speed, and struck Tai Shan’s face.

Bang!

Tai Shan’s body was blasted sideways out of the ring like a cannonball, crashing heavily down below.

He looked at Lu Chuan on the ring in disbelief, then spat out a mouthful of blood and lay on the ground motionless.