The Supreme Wild Young Master
Chapter 36 A Roadside Bully_1

Chapter 36: Chapter 36 A Roadside Bully_1

Zhang Xian’s lips twitched unnaturally a few times, and he took the plunge, bowing his head, closing his eyes, gritting his teeth, and devouring all the meat in his bowl in one go.

After finishing, he belched and slammed his bowl down, angrily declaring, "Fuck, if anyone gives me more meat, I’m going to lose it."

Dong Tianchen and Zhu Wen looked at Zhang Xian’s oily face, swallowing unconsciously. These days, you can’t afford to offend women! Sometimes they can literally kill you.

Mo Shaoyun and Dong Qian, seeing Zhang Xian’s outburst, decided not to tease him anymore.

After another burp, Zhang Xian stood up and said, "You guys continue eating, I need to get some fresh air."

"I’ll also go." Mo Shaoyun also stood up and dragged Zhang Xian out.

"What the hell are you doing?" asked Zhang Xian.

"Zhang Xian, I think we need to talk." After pulling Zhang Xian into a small alley, Mo Shaoyun said, "My parents and grandfather all want to meet you, and I hope you can come home with me."

"I’ve already said multiple times, I won’t go back with you, and I have no plans to leave here for now." Zhang Xian responded with a bitter smile, "I can tell, you’re not really into me. So why are you insistent that I go back with you? Given your grandfather’s temper, if I go back, you will definitely have to marry me. I think, that’s the last thing you would want, right?"

"You..." Mo Shaoyun was very annoyed to be rejected again.

However, this time she didn’t lose her temper, instead she retorted, "Do you think I really want to take you back? Aren’t I being forced by my grandfather?"

"What do you mean?" Zhang Xian asked, confused.

"My grandfather said if I don’t bring you back, he would drive me out of the Mo family." Mo Shaoyun said sulkily.

"Really?" Zhang Xian was quite surprised. He had been wondering why the usually strong-willed Mo Shaoyun would come to find him. Turned out she was pushed into it by her grandfather.

That said, Old Master Mo was playing hardball. If he didn’t go back, Mo Shaoyun would be driven out of the Mo family – essentially forcing Zhang Xian into a corner.

After thinking for a moment, he smiled and said, "How about you go back first? I’ll find a time to talk to your grandfather? With me stepping in, he definitely won’t drive you away. He still has to be reasonable, right?"

"Not possible." Mo Shaoyun shook her head.

When she came, her grandfather had already made it clear. If she went back now, it would be seen as her not trying hard enough and her grandfather would definitely not be satisfied with this outcome.

"Why?"

"What’s with all your questions?"

"Eh, alright, I’ll stop asking. But I’m still not going with you." Zhang Xian shook his head.

"You...I...fine! Whatever..." After struggling with her feelings for a while, Mo Shaoyun suddenly turned around and left.

She felt she had been considerate enough coming all the way here. She didn’t expect Zhang Xian to reject her repeatedly, pushing her patience to the limit.

Back when they were at Yanjing, she was always the center of attention. But now, since running into Zhang Xian in Tiandu, she had lost all her glamour and couldn’t even compare to a regular woman.

"Good grief, it looks like I’ll have to figure out a way to break off this marriage arrangement. If this continues, things are bound to escalate." Zhang Xian shook his head with a bitter smile and went back to the clinic.

At this point, dinner was over.

Seeing that only Zhang Xian had returned, with no sign of Mo Shaoyun, Xiao Nan greeted Zhu Wen and the others before quickly heading out too.

Before leaving, she made sure to glare at Zhang Xian disdainfully. What right did this kid have that made Mo Shaoyun travel a long distance to see him?

"Uh, Zhang Xian, we have some errands to run, so we’re leaving first." Dong Tianchen said with a warm smile as he approached.

Originally, he wanted to stay a bit longer and chat with Zhang Xian but considering the current mood, it seemed appropriate to make a speedy exit.

"Okay, you get busy." Zhang Xian nodded with a friendly smile.

After Dong Tianchen, Shen Jialin, and Dong Qian left, he slumped into a chair and brooded for a while.

"Haha, Zhang Xian, I think you’re about to be dogged by romantic entanglements!" Zhu Wen joked, "Today is just the beginning, there’s a long way ahead. Hang in there."

"What romantic entanglements? I think this guy’s in for some bad luck." Zhu Qing interjected, clearly annoyed.

Zhang Xian’s mouth twitched unnaturally again. He looked at Zhu Qing and asked, "What did I do to annoy you today? Why are you messing with me so much? I ate till I look like an idiot."

"As if I’d be interested in you." Zhu Qing shot a contemptuous glance at Zhang Xian, then asked, "Hey, are you free tomorrow?"

"No." Zhang Xian answered without hesitation.

"You..." Zhu Qing’s eyes widened, and she stood with her hands on her hips, irritably saying, "Are you or not? Think clearly before you answer."

"Eh, what’s the matter?" Zhang Xian asked.

"Why are you asking so many questions?" Zhu Qing snapped back, "Remember, whether you’re free or not, you must be at the entrance of the First City Hospital before noon tomorrow to pick me up. If you don’t come, I won’t let you off the hook."

Zhang Xian was at a loss. Why are women so assertive these days? And why would they ask questions when there was no real choice to begin with?

Zhu Wen looked on as this scene unfolded, turned on the television, and began watching with great interest.

"Hey, Mr. Zhu, why are you chuckling like that?" Zhang Xian tuned towards Zhu Wen, sounding annoyed.

"Eh, no reason! I didn’t laugh." Zhu Wen shook his head in denial.

"No? Are you saying I’m blind?"

"Truly, I didn’t..."

"You were laughing, and quite insincerely at that."

"Alright! I am laughing."

...

The next day, around ten o’clock in the morning.

Zhu Wen, who was watching TV, suddenly turned his head and said to Zhang Xian next to him: "Hey, I think you should leave now."

"Uh, it’s only half past ten, still early." Zhang Xian said: "I’ll go after this movie is over."

"I suggest you go sooner." Zhu Wen reminded him: "Even though Tiandu is not a first-tier city, there are quite a few cars. If you get stuck in traffic, you’re definitely going to be in for a tragedy."

"Really?" Zhang Xian laughed: "A traffic jam is an uncontrollable factor."

"Well, theoretically yes." Zhu Wen nodded, "But are you sure you want to reason with my granddaughter?"

"I better leave early!" Zhang Xian stood up.

"Wait a minute." Zhu Wen asked: "Can you ride a motorcycle?"

"Yes, do you have a motorcycle?" Zhang Xian laughed and said: "If you do, I won’t take a taxi, it’s not very convenient."

"Yes, I do, but it’s a bit old, can you ride it?" Zhu Wen laughed: "That bike was bought several years ago, but I haven’t touched it for a long time. It’s placed in the back."

"No problem, as long as it works."

"Alright, follow me to have a look. I have no idea whether this old thing can still be started!"

Zhang Xian nodded and followed Zhu Wen to the back.

When he saw the motorcycle, he couldn’t help laughing and crying. Can this thing even be ridden anymore? It has become a piece of scrap metal. If it is ridden outside, it will definitely attract more attention than a high-end sports car.

"You try." Zhu Wen laughed: "Come to think of it, I’ve had this bike for several years, just couldn’t bear to sell it. You should help me ride it."

Zhang Xian smiled and got on it, then kicked it into gear. Although he rarely went down the mountain in the past, Old Man Gui had taught him to ride motorcycles and drive cars, and said it was a must-learn.

As the motorcycle had not been ridden for a long time, he couldn’t get it started despite trying for a while.

Suddenly, a few unnatural twitches appeared at the corner of his mouth. He started infusing spiritual energy into the engine of the motorcycle, then set it ablaze.

Surprisingly, under the combustion of spiritual energy, the motorcycle started up quickly. But the sound really made one speechless, just like a bomber, very piercing.

"Hey, it really starts." Zhu Wen laughed.

"Such a minor challenge, it can’t scare me." Zhang Xian smugly smiled and said: "Old man Zhu, I’ll be on my way."

"Alright, ride carefully, don’t break my treasure." Zhu Wen reminded him.

"Come on, with your broken bike, can it get worse?" Zhang Xian complained: "It’s full of rust, the speedometer and lights are broken, and there’s no indicator, can it become worse?"

Zhu Wen awkwardly smiled but said nothing. He just suddenly remembered he had a motorcycle and wanted Zhang Xian to take a ride.

"Roar... Roar... Roar..."

Amid the piercing roar, Zhang Xian rode the old model of Jialing motorcycle out of the alley and rushed onto the street, heading towards the city hospital.

"Damn, an antique!"

"Wow, this bike’s wild, even with a tilted wheel, it still runs fast."

"Damn, what a piece of junk, it’s ruining the cityscape."

When pedestrians saw the rusty Jialing motorcycle slowly passing by with the accompanying piercing roar, they couldn’t help but frown.

"Sir, please pull over."

When he reached an intersection, a female traffic police officer saw a heavily damaged motorcycle daring to be on the road and immediately waved him to pull over.

"Damn, it’s a traffic cop." Zhang Xian was startled, but he obediently pulled over.

"Sir, please show your license." After saluting, the lady police extended her hand.

"Hmm? A beauty?" Seeing a very beautiful traffic policewoman, Zhang Xian immediately smiled and said: "I left in a hurry and forgot to bring my license. Can I give it to you next time?"

"Can there be a next time for such a thing?" The beautiful traffic police frowned and said: "If you didn’t bring your license, I can legally impound your vehicle."

"Well, officer, it’s just that I forgot to bring my driving license. You don’t need to impound my vehicle, right?" Zhang Xian laughed and asked.

"I have the right to impound it by law. Also, this vehicle has reached the scrapping standard and can’t be on the road anymore." The beautiful traffic policed said: "Get off! It’s dangerous to ride this bike."

"No... no, sis, I have an emergency." Zhang Xian laughed.

"Even if you have an emergency, it doesn’t matter. As a traffic police officer, it’s my responsibility to ensure your safety and the safety of others."

"Well, sis, you’re really beautiful."

"Really?" The beautiful traffic police was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Nevertheless, you need to get off."

"Damn..." Zhang Xian suddenly looked to the side, widened his eyes and said, "Sister, look, that guy is acting indecently by the roadside."

The beautiful traffic police turned her head, but saw nothing. When she turned to look at Zhang Xian again, she noticed that he abruptly accelerated and the poor Jialing motorcycle roared and surged forward.

Regaining her senses, she stomped her feet angrily and shouted: "Hey, stop right there!"