Xiahou Chi's Revenge

Meanwhile.

In Luo City.

The Xiahou residence.

A sleek black Maserati stopped in front of the grand entrance to the Xiahou residence.

This vehicle was a prestigious model sold in the same showroom as Ferraris. Its elongated hood resembled the sleek profile of a leaping shark. Tinted windows concealed the interior, making it a showy indulgence for affluent young masters.

Dressed in a black tracksuit, Xiahou Chi regarded his respectful bodyguard with a furrowed brow. "How many people are accompanying me to the mystic realms this time?"

"Young Master Xiahou, there's no need to worry. This time, we have a D-rank martial artist guarding you in the mystic realms. Besides, our destination is only the outer fringes of the mystic realms, so there shouldn't be any danger."

"Very well." Xiahou Chi nodded in approval.

Both the Lin family and the Xiahou family possessed methods for their young descendants to engage in practical combat training.

The scores obtained in the mystic realms assessment carried substantial weight in college entrance examinations.

The Lin family participated in the Nighthawks team, while the Xiahou family took their progeny to the mystic realms for training.

With the protection of seasoned experts, the mystic realms posed little threat.

Such privileges were inaccessible to ordinary children.

They typically had to enroll in martial arts schools.

However, these schools required tuition fees and offered simulation training, which was far less authentic than the experiences of the mystic realms and the Nighthawks.

Seated in the Maserati, Xiahou Chi snapped his fingers, instructing, "Oh, Uncle Dog, regarding Xu Zhong from our class, gather a few individuals and teach him a lesson. Since he dares to provoke me, he should pay dearly."

The bodyguard looked at his young master's gloomy expression and hesitated momentarily, then cautiously added, "Young Master Xiahou, about this Xu Zhong… he comes from a humble background, but his sister is Xu Yun'er. Rumor has it…"

"Nonsense. Of course, I know about his sister," Xiahou Chi interjected, his eyes revealing a longing gaze. He licked his lips and continued, "She achieved the D-rank at a young age and is stunningly beautiful. It's a shame she's so arrogant. How can such an exceptional sister have such an ungrateful younger brother?"

Xiahou Chi sneered and snorted, "Do you think he passed the vitality aptitude assessment alone? It must be his sister who aided him by providing a top-tier elixir. Does he truly believe he's remarkable? Nevertheless, it's precisely because of his sister's connection, or I will instruct you to dispatch not just a few ruffians but two F-rank martial artists to deal with him."

After delivering his orders, Xiahou Chi turned to his bodyguard, saying, "Uncle Dog, I entrust this task to you. Remember not to kill him. Give him a thorough lesson, leaving him bedridden for a year and a half if possible. It would be ideal if he missed this year's martial arts examination. Hahaha."

Xiahou Chi chuckled maliciously.

Uncle Dog considered offering further counsel, but observing his young master's demeanor, he merely nodded and replied, "Got it."

With that, Xiahou Chi slowly rolled up the car window, and the Maserati accelerated away.

Uncle Dog stroked his chin and grinned wickedly. "Since it's the Young Master's order, I'll handle this personally. Anyone who dares to provoke the Young Master shall vanish forever."

…

Later that night, Xu Zhong strolled along the lively snack street in the heart of Luo City.

The bustling sounds of vendors filled the air.

Eventually, he settled on a buffet restaurant.

From the exterior, it appeared to be a modest eatery.

This establishment had not been open for long by judging the furnishings, such as the dining table.

It was quite a steal for just 69 yuan per person compared to the prices along the street.

Xu Zhong made up his mind to give this restaurant a try. After all, he planned to explore all the buffet joints on this street in the coming days.

The taste didn't matter much. He only needed to fill his hunger.

Since losing his elder sister, Xu Zhong's expectations have diminished considerably. As long as he could satisfy his hunger, he was content.

He entered to the enticing aroma of creamy treats.

This relatively new establishment primarily focused on self-service desserts.

It attracted a younger crowd.

With the enthusiastic guidance of the staff, Xu Zhong found his way to a partially enclosed booth.

After carrying a large tray of pastries, another filled with ice cream, 20 Napoleons and 20 bowls of creamy mushroom soup, Xu Zhong returned to his seat. The other patrons gazed at him as if he were a legendary warrior.

Xu Zhong savoured a generous spoonful of ice cream with delight. It was surprisingly delicious.

After becoming a martial artist, Xu Zhong was immune to any potential side effects from indulging in ice cream.

He had realized that his budget couldn't accommodate his voracious appetite apart from buffets.

So why not exploit the buffet owner?

After all, they must be accustomed to it…

This was also why Xu Zhong had decided to frequent buffets more often—it wasn't solely due to his gluttony…

He continued eating from 7 p.m. until 10.30 p.m.

Throughout this time, Xu Zhong's sole mission was to eat.

The more he ate, the hungrier he seemed to become.

Even as the buffet owner and several employees exchanged knowing glances, Xu Zhong paid them no mind and kept devouring the food.

Eventually, a waiter couldn't bear it any longer and approached Xu Zhong, asking in all seriousness, "Do you possess the talent to eat while defecating?"

Xu Zhong was speechless.

He had a feeling he might be banned soon.

…

Late at night, just before the buffet was about to close, Xu Zhong strolled to the front counter to settle the bill.

All eyes in the restaurant were fixed on Xu Zhong.

The lady in charge of inventory painstakingly sifted through the remnants of the soup ingredients.

Other than some minuscule scraps, even the bottom of the pot had been scraped clean.

Xu Zhong let out a satisfied burp. 69 yuan had been an absolute bargain.

However, eating buffets three times a day was neither practical nor sustainable. Furthermore, continuing at this rate might indeed result in a ban.

Hence, Xu Zhong remained convinced that he needed to devise a means of earning money.

In the future, he would still require funds to purchase martial techniques.

His sister was a martial artist as well, and she also needed financial resources. Ultimately, he had to find ways to earn a living.

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