Chapter three

Yan Lang was reading the file, ["You don't intend to let this whole thing with Bai Chan'er ruin us to the core? After all, she isn't the mother of our child, but a mere dog placed by the Southern Government in Chongjin."]

["I didn't intend to do so."]

["Good luck then, Mi Amore."]

Yan Lang closed the file, grabbed his jacket, heading to Man Fang Su, the best underground fighting ring.

"Man Jie Jie." Yan Lang spoke, "Is there anything open?"

"There's something open, problem is some higher-ranked official wants to buy out the matches off for the next three days." Man Fang Su explained, "You'll be fine with that? I don't have to deal with their bullshit, right?"

"It's whatever, it's not they don't charge you a protection fee double anymore—I'll take the small cut like usual." Yan Lang said.

Yan Lang's eyes darted seeing Great General sitting in the middle row of the left section of the seating area.

{"How troublesome, I didn't think he would show up."}

"Major." Great General spoke, "You are in these matches?"

"I don't get paid enough for working in the lower-class Information sector, it's a side hustle." Yan Lang explained, "Either this or working in a dancing hall, triple pay either way. Today a betting match between Pandora's fighters and Subra's, I'm only here for the middle and fourth round sections—no major playing today."

Yan Lang's eyes darted, {"Oy! Don't screw around with that, touch it again, I'll break both of your legs!"}

Bai Chan'er was startled, "You again?"

{"Ha, to think I would run into this woman, she's nothing but bad luck—I should've knocked her out again, to think I would have to deal with this…Too annoying."}

"You! I want to get revenge for you! My son died because you didn't want to save his life." Bai Chan'er spoke, "I want to kill you!"

{"Your son died from improper care and all the meds they doomed him up with, anyone knees with the blood condition he has, should be fed so much blood draining medicine and all the leaches and poison as well. Typical medical murder, aren't I right?"}

{"Foreign women, she trusted that scene of a hospital, see how old Lady Tai Tai son died the same way not even fourteen days before."}

"For the last time, you aren't the mother of my child." Yan Lang explained, "You can't be, there was never a mother, to begin with."

Bai Chan'er suddenly or rather nearly collapsed into her husband's arms, as he caught her staring in rather a hint of weakness and confusion, "Our kind doesn't need mothers. we have caretakers and birth givers, one outsider can't claim a cub unless the cub excepted the claims hence, in this case—your claim wasn't within the laws and hence none shall be blamed, as the birth giver failed to protection upon your child's until young-hood falls upon yourself and you'll be arrested for your crimes."

Bai Chan'er was taken away, and her husband followed. Yan Lang finished wrapping his hands, {"An outsider tries to interfere, nothing good comes from it after all."}

Yan Lang gets up on stage, ["Ladies and gentlemen of Shang-Han, one of the minor matches for today's extra betting bet, is Yan Lang versus one of the newcomers from Ganglia Marin Le!"]

"This better worth the trouble." Marin Le spoke, "I mean it."

Yan Lang went for a heavy hooker, Marin Le backed a couple of steps, and Yan Lang went for a quick double jab—Bap! Bap! Marin Le was on his knees.

["Looks like a quick, this guy can't even handle fine most basic hitting, he isn't cut out for these illegal arenas, go back to clean sports! Yan Lang has won!"]