Chapter 203 - 201: I’m Waiting for You

The young massage girl helping the King of the Underworld get dressed shivered violently, terrified by the sudden change in his expression. As she fastened his belt, her hands involuntarily tightened, squeezing him slightly.

SMACK!

Without a word, the King of the Underworld delivered a vicious backhand across the girl’s face. The sheer force of the blow sent the poor girl flying across the room. Half her face swelled up instantly, her lip split, and her eyes turned bloodshot. Yet, even in such pain, she could only grit her teeth, not daring to make a single sound.

The King of the Underworld was notoriously vicious and had an explosive temper. In Jingcheng, there were two names that struck terror into the hearts of men. One was Qilin Hall, and the other was the King of the Underworld. While Qilin Hall managed affairs in the light of day, men like the King of the Underworld operated strictly in the shadows.

"Get lost! You can’t even help someone dress properly!" he barked, glaring at the girl.

As if granted amnesty, the massage girl nodded profusely and scrambled out of the room in a panic.

Having vented his frustration, the King of the Underworld returned his attention to the phone call. "You’ve got guts, kid. If you have any real balls, stay right there. I’m going to show you today exactly why people fear the King of the Underworld."

Ye Xuan let out a cold chuckle. He thought, "This bastard is exactly the same as before."

"Fine, I’ll be waiting." Dropping those words, Ye Xuan hung up and tossed the phone back to Guo Xiang.

"We’ll be eating at this hotel," Ye Xuan said, casting a sideways glance at Guo Xiang. "When your godfather arrives, tell him to come find me directly." With that, he led Wang Siming and his family toward their private dining room.

Guo Xiang’s face flushed red with anger. He wanted to stop them, but the lingering pain in his body kept him rooted to the spot. He could only watch in stifled fury as Ye Xuan and the others walked away.

"Cyan Dragon Chief, is this really a good idea? The King of the Underworld holds tremendous power in Jingcheng."

Although Ye Xuan once commanded immense prestige in Jingcheng, that was five years ago. The political landscape had shifted drastically since then, and Wang Siming couldn’t help but worry whether these underground figures still respected the Cyan Dragon Chief. Since Ye Xuan had arrived with them, offending the King of the Underworld meant the Wang family would inevitably be implicated.

"Don’t worry. This matter won’t drag the Wang family down," Ye Xuan said calmly, seeing through Siming’s concerns.

Hearing this, the old matriarch of the Wang family gave Wang Siming a fierce tug.

"What nonsense are you spouting? What kind of figure is the Cyan Dragon Chief? Even the King of the Underworld has to give the Cyan Dragon Chief some face!

"For our Wang family to receive the Cyan Dragon Chief’s help is a blessing cultivated over eight lifetimes!"

After sharply reprimanding Wang Siming, the old woman turned back to Ye Xuan with a fawning expression. "Cyan Dragon Chief, please ignore my son’s foolish words. Our Wang family isn’t afraid of the King of the Underworld."

Ye Xuan smiled at the old woman but didn’t reply. He mused, "This old lady of the Wang family certainly has a good eye, knowing exactly when to curry favor."

Seeing his silence, the old lady wisely dropped the subject. The dishes were served shortly after, and the group began eating and chatting casually.

Halfway through the meal, the door to the private room was violently kicked open from the outside with a loud BANG.

Over a dozen burly men in black suits swarmed into the room, splitting into two rows to flank the doorway. Then, a portly middle-aged man draped in a thick gold chain strutted in, accompanied by Guo Xiang.

"Boy, my godfather is here! Hurry up and kneel down to beg for mercy!" Guo Xiang barked, glaring at Ye Xuan with arrogant triumph.

Ye Xuan didn’t even spare him a glance, simply picking up another bite of food with his chopsticks and placing it into his mouth.

"Damn it, you little punk, are you addicted to acting tough?" Seeing Ye Xuan completely ignore him, Guo Xiang was so furious he nearly jumped out of his skin. He marched up to the dining table and, with a violent heave, flipped the entire spread of dishes onto the floor.

"Screw you, let’s see you eat now! I’ve smashed your table, let’s see how you eat!" Guo Xiang sneered viciously at the ruined mess on the ground.

Ye Xuan looked down at his clothes, now stained with food and grease, and let out a soft sigh. "You dirtied my clothes."

He thought, "Lin Aoxue picked this outfit out for me. What a shame."

The moment the words left his mouth, Ye Xuan vanished from his chair and instantly materialized right in front of Guo Xiang. Before anyone could even register his movement, Guo Xiang was sent flying through the air.

With a massive THUD, Guo Xiang slammed into the wall of the private room, shaking loose a cloud of dust from the ceiling.

"Ugh—" Guo Xiang let out a muffled groan of agony. Just as he tried to scramble off the floor, two chopsticks shot toward him like bullets.

His scalp tingled with terror, his legs turning to jelly. The twin wooden projectiles grazed past his temples and embedded themselves deeply into the wall behind him.

The display of profound force instantly drained the color from the bodyguards’ faces. This guy was a master! In all of Huaxia, there were fewer than ten people whose Inner Strength was formidable enough to achieve such a feat.

"Don’t you know that wasting food is shameful?" Ye Xuan said coldly, taking slow, deliberate steps toward Guo Xiang.

"Y-you... stay away! Don’t come any closer!" Guo Xiang shrieked, practically wetting himself. He pressed his trembling body tightly against the wall. "Godfather! Save me! Save me!"

Seeing the chilling aura radiating from Ye Xuan as he approached, Guo Xiang’s mental defenses completely collapsed. He looked desperately toward the King of the Underworld at the doorway, screaming for help.

But at that moment, the King of the Underworld was wearing an expression of absolute shock, his mouth hanging open wide enough to swallow an egg.

"Ye... Ye Xuan? Cyan Dragon Chief! Is it really you?"

Completely ignoring Guo Xiang’s cries for help, the King of the Underworld rushed over to Ye Xuan in a flurry of emotion. He grabbed Ye Xuan’s arm, looking him up and down with intense scrutiny.

Ye Xuan kept a stoic face, remaining silent as he allowed the man to examine him.

"It really is you! You’ve actually returned!" After confirming it again and again, the King of the Underworld literally jumped with excitement, his face flushed red, his voice trembling.

"King of the Underworld, it’s been a few years. Since when did you adopt a godson like this?" Ye Xuan asked, raising a brow with a teasing smirk.

Hearing Ye Xuan’s words, a flash of embarrassment crossed the King of the Underworld’s face. He shot Guo Xiang a look of sheer disgust.

"That’s a long story." Tossing Guo Xiang’s plight out the window, the King of the Underworld pulled Ye Xuan toward a nearby sofa to sit down.

"Ye Xuan, a while ago, people were saying you were still alive and about to return to Jingcheng. I didn’t believe it.

"Seeing you in person today... it feels like an absolute dream."