The Supreme Wild Young Master
Chapter 64: First Bring 100 Pounds of Meat_1

Chapter 64: Chapter 64: First Bring 100 Pounds of Meat_1

In the region of Lijiang, Tiandu City, land is worth its weight in gold. Anyone who owns a villa here must be either wealthy or noble.

Among the clusters of lavish villas, Bishui Villa is the most renowned. Spanning nearly ten acres, the sprawling grounds sit at the highest point next to the Lijiang, commanding an optimal geographical position akin to a landmark building.

Upon entry, the estate is teeming with verdant grass and exotic fragrant flowers that remain year-round. Flanking the concrete path are winding stone pathways. There is a clump of bamboo with a spring water fountain artfully placed amongst rock formations.

Further in lies a grandiose villa done in a touch of European style. Rising from its surroundings, it glows resplendently like a palace.

In a room inside the villa, an elderly man with white hair but a lively spirit smokes a cigar as he lounges on a high-end leather sofa.

Next to him stands an old man dressed in a grey robe. His long hair, white as silver, is tied back with a black ribbon, giving him a simple and nondescript appearance. He grasps a long sword in his hand.

Opposite them, Ge DaBao, the owner of Emperor Entertainment, stands as respectfully as a grandson, his head bowed in deference.

Flicking his ash, Xie Wuming, seated on the sofa, asks, "DaBao, why did you come to see me? Didn’t I say our relationship should remain secret and not be made public?"

"I came to see how you were doing," Ge DaBao replies with a smile.

"Hehe, there’s no need for that," Xie Wuming chuckles, "Our relationship is a secret. It cannot be known by a fourth person."

"I understand. I was very careful when I came here, so I wouldn’t be discovered," Ge DaBao repeatedly reassured.

"There are no secrets in this world. Caution is the parent of safety. How are you handling the task I entrusted to you?" Xie Wuming asked.

"I’ve made some progress," Ge DaBao says, "A few days ago I hijacked a shipment of medicine from Mu Cheng. As long as I block her path, she can’t do business. I believe she will consider the situation seriously."

Xie Wuming draws deeply on his cigar, his eyebrows knitted in concentration. He stays silent.

Ge DaBao can’t help but feel nervous. His body trembles slightly and sweat beads form on his forehead.

While the man sitting across him appears affable and easygoing, one should not be deceived by his demeanor; he is the reigning don of Tiandu’s underworld.

Even though Xie Wuming has now retired from the scene and started ’whitewashing’ his reputation, his influence in Tiandu remains as strong as ever. Dominant figures in several districts must gauge his mood before making any moves.

After waiting for a while and seeing that Xie Wuming still has not spoken, Ge DaBao ventures to ask, "Boss, did I do something wrong?"

"I have retired, and I don’t want to bear the reputation of a woman-bully. As long as our relationship remains a secret, there shouldn’t be a problem. But your approach seems a bit premature," Xie Wuming smokes his cigar and says, "What I want is not Miss Mu’s medicine, but the distribution channels she holds. Are you sure your tactic is effective? Of course, I won’t interfere, but be sure not to exceed the timeline."

Ge DaBao nods repeatedly, taking a deep breath to steady himself.

"By the way," Xie Wuming asks, "I heard recently that a clinic called Humanity Clinic has developed a type of antiseptic medicine; have you heard about it?"

"No, I haven’t," Ge DaBao shakes his head.

"If you haven’t heard of it, then never mind. Just be careful when you leave," Xie Wuming dismisses him.

Ge DaBao gives a faint smile, and doesn’t turn until he makes it to the door.

"Are you planning to look for the person who knows how to prepare antiseptic medicine?" Wu Que, who has been silent all this while, suddenly asks.

"The reason I want Mu Cheng’s medicine distribution channels is because I happen to have access to several people who know some ancient secret formulas. One of those formulas shares similarities with the antiseptic medicine," says Xie Wuming, "Compared to the antiseptic medicine from Humanity Clinic, our medicine seems to be less effective. It can heal wounds quickly, but can’t achieve miraculous effects within three days, and it also leaves some traces afterward."

"Three days? Is there really such a miraculous medicine?" Wu Que appears taken aback.

"It should be true, but we need to investigate to confirm," Xie Wuming smiles, "It’ll be a pity not to get our hands on such a marvelous thing."

Wu Que furrows his brows and remains quiet.

Since he jumped aboard this pirate ship, he has seen too many instances of heartlessness, bloody and brutal acts.

...

After a busy morning, Zhang Xian finally manages to send off the group of women.

Being handsome is a sin these days. He originally wanted to let Zhu Wen try out some acupuncture techniques and gave him some pointers on the side.

What frustrated him was that the women refused to let Zhu Wen treat them, insisting on being treated by Zhang Xian.

"Confounding, since when did doctors also have to be handsome?" Zhu Wen was discontented.

While he didn’t mind usually, this was a rare chance to get pointers from Zhang Xian and learn some techniques. But the women gave him collective disdain and steadfastly refused to let him treat them.

"There will be more opportunities in the future," Zhang Xian reassures with a smile.

Zhu Wen nods and then, with a sigh, walks behind the desk to read the notes Zhang Xian has prepared.

"Little Xian Xian..."

An Audi A4L pulls up in front of Humanity Clinic. As the car window rolls down, Mu Cheng turns her head and waves, calling out.

"Elder Sister Cheng, how come you are here?" Zhang Xian asks with a smile.

"There’s an update about the medicine robbery incident. Would you come with me somewhere?" Mu Cheng requests.

"Damn, who did it?" Zhang Xian asks.

"Get in the car first..."

"Alright, Xiao Huo, let’s go with your brother." Zhang Xian grabbed Xiao Huo, who was sleeping soundly on the table, and quickly walked out to the car.

Xiao Huo’s sweet dream was interrupted, and he was very displeased, baring his teeth and grimacing.

"You drive. I’ll hold Xiao Huo." As soon as Mu Cheng saw Xiao Huo, the look of worry on her face instantly disappeared. She moved to the passenger seat and said, "Give him to me."

Zhang Xian tossed Xiao Huo into the car, jumped into the driver’s seat, and started the Audi. After that, he asked, "Regarding the medicinal herbs, who did it?"

"It was Ge DaBao." Mu Cheng said through gritted teeth, "That bastard just called me to have dinner with him and discuss the issue about the herbs. I didn’t expect it would be him."

"What does he want with your medicinal herbs?" Zhang Xian asked, puzzled.

He remembered that Ge DaBao seemed to be the boss of Emperor Entertainment and had no reason to seize the herbs.

"What do you think?" Mu Cheng responded with a counter-question.

"Could it be that he wants to force you to be his woman with this?" Zhang Xian burst into a sudden laughter, "Ha ha, Elder Sister Cheng, you’re awesome!"

"You cheeky boy, you think it’s fun to tease your elder sis, don’t you?" Mu Cheng was waving her fist, "I think you’re itching for a beating. Whenever three days pass without a beating, you start causing trouble."

"Elder Sister Cheng, I’m just admiring your charm. How come you don’t appreciate it?"

"I’m not interested in that kind of praise." Mu Cheng said dismissively, "Ge DaBao told me over the phone not to bring anyone along, but I’m not comfortable with that. You should have a way to deal with him, right?"

"What do you mean ’should’? I can handle him," Zhang Xian said with a confident smile, "Dealing with him is as easy as chopping vegetables."

"That’s good. Help me get rid of that jerk later. He dared to use such a low-down scheme." Mu Cheng gritted her teeth and gave Xiao Huo’s head a fierce twist.

"Roar..." Xiao Huo’s eyes bulged out and he let out a howl.

"Ahh..." Once Mu Cheng realized what she had done, she awkwardly stroked Xiao Huo’s head and apologized, "I’m sorry, Xiao Huo. Big sis forgot you were here! I’m so sorry."

Xiao Huo stared with his golden eyes, feeling noticeably depressed. Couldn’t his sister stop being such a drama queen? She almost twisted his head off.

Zhang Xian glanced at Xiao Huo and shook his head in disbelief. When Elder Sister Cheng lost her temper, she could be quite vicious.

Luckily, Xiao Huo wasn’t your average critter. Even if Mu Cheng used all her strength, she wouldn’t be able to twist his head off.

If it had been some other little animal, that twist would have done it in for sure. If it wasn’t fatally injured, it would still have been flayed.

...

In a private room of a hotel in TianDu City.

Ge DaBao was sitting at a table, rubbing his hands together excitedly, his face full of anticipation.

When Mu Cheng arrives, should I be gentle or assertive? Will the little lady refuse?

In this day and age, there’s nothing more important than money. If the herb business falls through, Mu Cheng’s financial pipeline would be cut off. He thought, as long as Mu Cheng isn’t stupid, she should agree to his small request.

In TianDu City, he might not be a top-tier figure, but he was no match for a little girl like Mu Cheng. Besides, there was a powerful figure behind him.

"Click..." The door suddenly opened, and Mu Cheng walked in, carrying Xiao Huo.

"Ha ha, Chengcheng, you’re finally here. I’ve been waiting for you for so long!" As soon as Ge DaBao spotted Mu Cheng, his eyes brightened and he sprang up to greet her.

Just then, a young man walked into the room and slapped Ge DaBao so hard that he flew back.

Ge DaBao, with his lascivious smile, intending to seize the opportunity to embrace the stunning beauty he’d been coveting for a long time, didn’t expect a man to be behind him and slap him without any courtesy, sending him flying.

"Even if you knew I was coming for revenge, you didn’t have to be so enthusiastic, right?" Zhang Xian dusted off his hands, walked over to the table, and sat down.

Mu Cheng looked at Ge DaBao on the floor, then at the smiling Zhang Xian, and was somewhat surprised. When did this guy become so domineering? Not a word was spoken between them before the slap was served.

"Damn, you motherfucker, do you want to die?" Ge DaBao jumped up from the floor, seething with anger.

"You’re the one who’s asking for death." Zhang Xian turned and looked at Ge DaBao, "Where did you put my Elder Sister Cheng’s medicinal herbs? If you tell me obediently, perhaps I will be in a good mood and won’t take this matter further."

"You motherfucker, dream on." Ge DaBao was infuriated; he glared at Mu Cheng and said, "Fine, Mu Cheng, you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit, right? Let’s wait and see."

Mu Cheng was somewhat worried. She hadn’t expected Zhang Xian to be so bullish, not intending to negotiate at all.

Seeing Ge DaBao trying to leave, Zhang Xian quickly stepped forward and delivered another slap, sending Ge DaBao tumbling to the ground. He then walked to the door and said to a waitress, "Miss, bring the food, and make sure there’s plenty of lean meat."

"Ah? Sir, what kind of meat would you like?" The waitress asked, puzzled.

"Any lean meat will do. Just bring loads of it. Start by bringing, let’s say, a hundred jin." Zhang Xian said, laughing.