Chapter 9 Tyrannosaurus Rex (Middle)_1

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Qi Yue sneered and thought to himself, what's so special about flashes of wealth in front of me?

Uncle Zhou walked over to Qi Yue and said, "Mr. Qi, please follow me."

Qi Yue smiled and greeted, "Hello, Uncle Zhou." It was evident that Uncle Zhou was a very meticulous man who, despite not coming off as kind, commanded a degree of respect from Qi Yue.

Uncle Zhou led Qi Yue to a room on the second floor. The room was decorated in a style similar to the main hall, with all necessary amenities. It consisted of a small living room adjacent to a bathroom, with a bedroom that housed an oversized bed, large enough to accommodate three people. The pristine sheets were all brand new and spotless. For Qi Yue, who was accustomed to living in shabbier spaces, the change felt a bit uncomfortable.

Throwing his bag aside, Qi Yue lay straight on the bed without minding Uncle Zhou's presence. The bed was not too soft, but was very elastic, making it comfortable. Having stayed awake all night, Qi Yue began to feel tired, "Thank you, Uncle Zhou, the bed is very comfortable."

As if he hadn't heard Qi Yue's comment, Uncle Zhou began to explain, "This place is called Dragon Realm Manor. Mr. Qi, you can have your breakfast in the second-floor dining room at seven in the morning. Lunch is served at eleven thirty, and dinner is at six. Food is only provided at these three times. From seven to eight in the morning, there will be servants cleaning your room. If you need anything else, feel free to ask. You are the first male guest to stay at Miss's place."

Turning over in bed, Qi Yue laid there looking at Uncle Zhou and said, "In that case, I must be honored. Does your miss not have a boyfriend?"

Uncle Zhou shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I couldn't possibly speak about the Miss's affairs. Everyone here must abide by the rules, and as a guest, Mr. Qi, you should be granted some leniency. Please wait, I'll get you the training clothes."

"No, no, there's no need. I'm going to take a nap first. I haven't slept all night. Please let her know. Surely she can't forbid me to sleep." Qi Yue was too tired to think about any training. Although he was deeply impressed by Ming Ming's lightning-fast skills today, the cold look in Hai Ru Yue's eyes made him disinterested in practicing with her.

Uncle Zhou replied,"That's not quite right, Miss's orders are always unquestionable." Having said this he exited the room.

Qi Yue scoffed, "Whatever your commands are, I'll just sleep. Worst comes to worst, I'll return to my basement."

Within a short while, Uncle Zhou returned holding a simple set of training clothes. By now, Qi Yue, who had stayed up the whole night was feeling drowsy, he didn't even notice Uncle Zhou entering the room.

"Mr. Qi, you can get up now," said Uncle Zhou, tapping Qi Yue gently on the shoulder.

Qi Yue turned over but didn't react. Uncle Zhou frowned and gave him another tap. This time, Qi Yue felt a surge of warmth spread from his shoulder into his body, instantly shaking him awake from his drowsy state. "Ah! Uncle Zhou, what are you doing?"

Uncle Zhou said, "Mr. Qi, please come with me to the Training Room, and don't keep Miss waiting."

Qi Yue sat up and said, "Uncle Zhou, just call me by my name, Qi Yue. Please tell your Miss I need to sleep."

Uncle Zhou replied, "Mr. Qi, it's more appropriate if you tell Miss yourself. I can't go against her orders, please don't put me in a difficult position."

With no choice, Qi Yue sat up. Though unsatisfied with Hai Ruyue's attitude, he did not wish to make things difficult for Uncle Zhou. After all, he reasoned, the man was only trying to make a living, so why make it harder for him? "Fine, I'll go with you. But there's no need to change into this training suit. I have no plans to practice. Uncle Zhou, haven't I told you, you can just call me by my name."

A hint of a smile emerged on Uncle Zhou's face. He said, "Doing so would be improper. I will continue to address you as Mr. Qi." Uncle Zhou found Qi Yue, who, though not precisely handsome, was very polite, and this elicited a touch of warmth from the old man.

Getting off the bed, Qi Yue said, "Forget about propriety. As long as it's not in front of your Miss, just call me by my name. It's more comfortable that way. I've never been referred to as mister before. Uncle Zhou, shall we go now?"

Uncle Zhou nodded, leading Qi Yue out of the room. They went straight to the fourth floor of the villa, where there was a single main door. Uncle Zhou knocked on it gently, announcing, "Miss, Mr. Qi is here."

The icy voice of Hai Ruyue sounded from the room, "Let him in."

Uncle Zhou gave Qi Yue a nod. Qi Yue heard a whispering voice saying in his ear, "You should not go against Miss's will. It would be better for you."

After Uncle Zhou left, Qi Yue woken up to the fact that this Uncle Zhou was also an incomparably profound master. He had used this same decibel-concentrating ability, but unlike Uncle Zhou, he failed to perfect the skill to keep the sound focused and clear. With this, he felt secretly glad. If he had been more obstinate, given Uncle Zhou's fidelity to Hai Ruyue's orders, Zhou might have resorted to force.

Upon entering, Qi Yue saw a massive Training Room. It was two to three thousand square meters in size, with a three-inch-thick mat on the floor. The mat was not soft but was filled with resilience. The walls were coated with a similar material. The room was empty, with Hai Ruyue sitting cross-legged in the center.

At this point, Hai Ruyue looked different. Her professional suit was gone, replaced by a white training suit like his. Her hair was still tied up, and she still wore black-rimmed glasses. Even though the training suit was loose, it could not hide her fiery figure.

Watching Qi Yue enter the Training Room with his shoes on, Hai Ruyue frowned and said, "You did not change into training clothes."

Qi Yue shrugged, saying, "I didn't sleep last night. I need to rest now. I just came here to tell you that. I'm leaving." After finishing, he turned to leave.

"Stop right there." Hai Ruyue's voice became even more glacial. But as if he hadn't heard her, Qi Yue was already opening the door to the Training Room.

The second one foot stepped over the threshold of the Training Room, he suddenly felt a hand land on his shoulder. Then, a sense of foreboding hit him that scared him into yelling out. The next moment, he was heavily thrown on the ground. It felt like every bone in his body was crushed by this fall. With every part of his body in pain, he was on the verge of coughing up blood. His body convulsed from the sudden intense pain, and his consciousness became blurred.

The Training Room door shut with a bang, and Hai Ruyue's cold voice rang out, "You need to remember one thing. No one is allowed to disobey what I say. Whether you're a Kylin or a ruffian, you're on my turf now, and you must listen to me."

As the pain started to subside a little, Qi Yue struggled to stand up from the ground, "Ambushing isn't skillful, it's your territory, and you make the rules. Fine, you win. All along, I didn't want to rely on others anyway. If it wasn't for Ming Ming, I wouldn't have come here in the first place."

Hai Ruyue stood by the door, "You think you can come and go as you please in my Dragon Realm Manor? If you want to leave, you can, as long as you defeat me. Nobody will stop you."

Qi Yue looked at Hai Ruyue, his eyes flickering. The beauty in front of him was no longer adorable. This was the first time he had been beaten up by a woman. Angrily grunting, he said, "Fine." He charged at Hai Ruyue, his fist already swinging in the air.

Hai Ruyue watched him disdainfully, not even bothering to move from her position. When Qi Yue got within three meters of her, he suddenly stumbled as if his horse had tripped, and he fell. As Hai Ruyue was taken off guard, he spread his arms wide, using his momentum to grab at Hai Ruyue's legs. This move, developed from years of brawling, made it possible to hold his opponent's legs firmly—the grappling that often came next was Qi Yue's forte. While Qi Yue was a ruffian, he was not stupid. Ji Mingming was already so robust that this Hai Ruyue, who was stronger than her, definitely wasn't someone he could handle. Therefore, the only option left was to use some underhanded tactics.