The Favored Heiress
Chapter 598: You Pay This Bill

Chapter 598: Chapter 598: You Pay This Bill

"Come with me," Li Qiao said, continuing to walk before squatting down in front of an injured boxer lying on the ground. Ignoring the cries of pain, she felt the left side of the boxer’s waist through the fabric.

Three of his ribs were broken.

Narrowing her eyes, Li Qiao moved a few meters away and saw another boxer clutching his side, pale-faced. After a check, her suspicions were confirmed.

All of these people had their ribs completely broken.

Whether they were broken by Shang Yu’s fists, knees, or kicks, without exception, all were broken.

The severity of their injuries varied, but they were much more severe than hers.

Standing in the midst of a group of boxers who couldn’t get up, Li Qiao raised her eyes and noticed that Shang Yu was now facing off against Dan Ying.

A bad premonition fermented in her heart.

Could this explosive power and strength be enhanced by a manic syndrome?

When he held her earlier, his arm muscles were very stiff, and coupled with his ongoing silence, it seemed to overlap slightly with the last time his symptoms flared up.

Li Qiao curled her fingers, her eyes unwavering as she stared straight ahead.

In her field of vision, Shang Yu and Dan Ying were indistinguishable in their fight.

Both dressed in dark colors and of similar height, no one dared to approach as they fought.

In the blink of an eye, Shang Yu’s brutal fist smashed onto Dan Ying’s cheekbone. The buttons on his shirt had come off, revealing a swath of tense muscles.

Though Dan Ying was skilled in fighting, he was indeed past his fifties and couldn’t match Shang Yu’s stamina.

After a few exchanges, his counterattacks became disorderly.

Finally, after a kick to the back of his knees from Shang Yu, Dan Ying stumbled and fell to one knee on the ground.

At that moment, with Shang Yu’s chest heaving, he stepped forward and pinned Dan Ying’s calf under his foot, grabbed his throat with one hand and leaned in, his eyes dark and terrifying, "Dan Min hurt my woman, and you will pay this debt."

It wasn’t a question, but a statement.

Shang Yu wouldn’t hit a woman, but that didn’t mean he would let Li Qiao suffer without consequence.

If the daughter owes a debt, why can’t the father pay?

Having led a reckless life and gained control of the South Border Underground Market in his middle years, Dan Ying’s heart had become inflated and complacent with power and status. Being subdued and throttled like this tonight was the ultimate humiliation for him.

"You’re fucking dreaming," Dan Ying, burning with anger, threw a punch at Shang Yu’s abdomen.

But before his attack could land, Shang Yu’s palm caught his fist.

Shang Yu tightened his fingers, effortlessly deflecting Dan Ying’s power, and in the next second, the night breeze blew, parting the stray hair on his forehead.

Dan Ying witnessed this man’s eyes turn bloodshot, and a cold, mocking smile crossed his face.

Then, his wrist was twisted inch by inch by Shang Yu until it was broken.

"Ah—" Dan Ying screamed out as the excruciating pain from his broken wrist almost made him faint.

Shang Yu’s other hand was still clamped on his throat. As the grip tightened gradually, Dan Ying struggled to breathe and couldn’t make a sound.

At this moment, Li Qiao’s frown deepened. She scanned her surroundings and, upon seeing Li San, walked straight over to him.

The situation at the scene had reversed.

Although most of the boxers had been knocked down, there were still a few who were barely hanging on and fighting against Li San and others.

Li Qiao spoke in a calm and unhurried tone, "Third Brother."

Li San, who was fighting, faintly heard her calling and kicked his opponent over with a swift kick, then turned to look over, his thick eyebrows immediately knitting together in a frown, "What are you doing here?"

Li Qiao ignored his question, looking toward the distance with her head held high, "You take care of Dan Ying."

Li San, panting heavily with hands on his hips, looked over with a slightly surprised expression.

He truly hadn’t expected Shang Yu to have subdued Dan Ying so quickly, "Does it make any difference who takes care of him?!"

Li Qiao urged emotionlessly, "You go."

Li San was puzzled, but didn’t delay any further and, after catching his breath for a moment, proceeded towards Shang Yu.

At this time, it had been over half an hour since the fighting had begun and the winner was decided, and the reinforcements Li San had called for finally arrived, tardily like they were just passing by.

Indeed, it was understandable as the Border Factory was at least a half-hour drive from the South Border Underground Market.

About a dozen off-road vehicles sped through the streets and just happened to encounter a rare truck rollover, which forced them to take a detour, thus delaying them considerably.

When they arrived, the off-road vehicles drove straight into the market, knocking over many stalls in the process.

With the addition of the factory’s bodyguards, the exhausted fighters from the Underground Boxing Gym were completely subdued within a few short minutes.

Li Qiao slowly returned to the front of the gym, casting a cold glance at the audience peeking out from inside the venue, not bothering to pay them any attention, and sat back down in the wheelchair to wait for Shang Yu to return.

Ah Chang had been following her all along and naturally heard her telling Li San to take care of Dan Ying.

After pondering for a while, he nodded and whispered, "Miss Qi, if Third Master confronts Dan Ying, it might provoke a counterattack from South Border, doing this..."

After all, Dan Ying was the boss of this local force, and if something did happen, making an enemy was certain.

Li Qiao turned to look at Ah Chang, sighing softly, "If Third Brother takes action, even if someone wants to counter-attack, they’ll have to weigh the consequences. Shaoyan isn’t from the Border, there’s no need to drag him into this."

There’s an owner for each grievance and debt. If someone really wants to cause trouble, targeting her Third Brother would be enough.

Besides, the factory’s people arrived so late tonight, it was too much of a delay.

If they had come a bit earlier, maybe Shang Yu wouldn’t have had to take action personally.

...

Meanwhile, on the floor above the Underground Boxing Gym, in a certain activity room.

A silhouette was reflected against the pitch-black window, and behind him stood a woman with a graceful figure.

"Knowing that Qi Zai was injured, why did you still send people to stop the factory’s bodyguards?"

The woman speaking had a fine voice, neither gentle nor supple, almost monotone.

At her words, the man in front of the window looked down at his white-gloved left hand, "Do these two matters relate to each other?"

He shifted his gaze, glancing sideways at the woman, "When looking at a problem, don’t just look at the surface."

Indeed, this man was Xiao Yehui, and the woman standing behind him was the second of the Border Seven Sons, Yin Mo.

A hint of ridicule flashed through Yin Mo’s alluring, peach-blossom eyes, but she quickly lowered her head, concealing her exposed emotions.

Xiao Yehui glanced at her, then chuckled, "Are you sympathizing with them?"

Yin Mo looked at him with complex eyes, "I just can’t understand, you said you wouldn’t harm Qi Zai, yet there you are, making moves in secret—how is that any different from harming her?"

The smile at the corner of Xiao Yehui’s mouth slightly stiffened as he looked Yin Mo up and down, his expression one of lofty disdain, "Captain Yin, are you questioning my actions?"

A single mention of ’Captain Yin’ caused Yin Mo’s eyes to darken, and she abruptly nodded, "I wouldn’t dare."

"As a servant of the Chairman family..." Xiao Yehui stood with his hands behind his back, eyeing Yin Mo with a warning tone, "Don’t let me hear such words from you a second time, understand?"