Chapter 11: I'm Su Yu! Thanks to Health Brother for the monthly ticket!

Martial Artists Association.

Liu Kuang sat in his office, looking at the information on the computer screen.

He wore a smile that was hard to conceal.

"Ten years have passed, and this time, relying on that kid, we have finally attracted the envoy's attention — I just don't know how many in Hengcheng will catch the envoy's eye this time!"

Liu Kuang took a deep breath; even though he was the Vice President of the Hengcheng Martial Artists Association, he still felt inadequate when facing that impending figure.

"That kid really is a lucky star!"

Liu Kuang's face bore a rich smile; if Su Yu could catch the envoy's eye, his status would rise considerably as well.

For a moment, Su Yu's importance in Liu Kuang's heart was infinitely heightened.

And just as Liu Kuang was thinking that, in the hall of the Martial Artists Association...

Su Yu, wearing a white shirt, quietly came to the front desk of the hall.

The young lady behind the counter, seeing Su Yu's youthful appearance, was somewhat surprised but still maintained a professional smile.

"Little brother, what business would you like to handle?"

Su Yu's expression was cold as he spoke lightly.

"Please call Vice President Liu for me."

The young lady froze for a moment; Liu Kuang's status in the Martial Artists Association is extremely high — aside from the elusive president, he is the top person in the association.

Even the so-called bosses of Hengcheng's conglomerates need an appointment to see Liu Kuang.

After all, Liu Kuang's strength speaks for itself.

That is an existence above the Blood Refining Realm.

A top figure of Hengcheng!

However, as a member of the Martial Artists Association, the young lady still had professional competence and said with a smile.

"Little brother, do you have an appointment?"

Su Yu's brows furrowed slightly.

"No."

The young lady looked as if she understood.

"Little brother, if you want to see Vice President Liu, you need an appointment. Shall I help you make one first?"

"Then I'll let you know when Vice President Liu has time."

Their conversation attracted many martial artists passing by nearby.

Someone snorted.

"These days, literally any Tom, Dick, or Harry can see Vice President Liu — a little brat who hasn't even grown hair yet wants to meet him; if he could, I'd eat my phone raw!"

That person gave a cold laugh, obviously disdainful of Su Yu's existence.

Around him, a group of martial artists likewise muttered.

"This kid looks unfamiliar; at such a young age, he probably isn't even a martial artist, yet he wants to meet Lord Liu Kuang?"

"Be more confident — drop the 'probably.' These days, the youngest martial artists in Hengcheng are usually in their twenties; this kid looks like a high schooler — how could he be a martial artist?"

Someone shook his head and retorted.

Su Yu stood on the counter, his brows slightly furrowed.

Li Tianhe's attack on me already violated the Martial Artists Association's rules, but given Li Tianhe's influence in Hengcheng, Su Yu clearly knew that, without being a high‑ranking member of the association, he could inflict no effective injury on Li Tianhe.

So Su Yu thought of Liu Kuang.

What Su Yu didn't expect was how difficult it was to see Liu Kuang.

"What are you all doing here? The martial artists' hall isn't a place for leisure — scatter!"

Just then, a gruff voice exploded in the hall of the Martial Artists Association.

Everyone's gaze turned toward the source of the sound.

There stood a middle‑aged man with a square face, striding swiftly like the wind.

"Director Zhou!"

"What wind could have blown Director Zhou here?"

All the martial artists present were astonished.

The Director — that's the person with the greatest authority under the President.

Normally they don't show up, but today a Director actually appeared.

Director Zhou's gaze swept over everyone like a blade.

Then it landed on Su Yu.

"You're the one who wants to see President Liu?".

Director Zhou's voice was extremely sonorous, somewhat matching his stature.

Su Yu nodded.

"What matter needs President Liu to handle? Tell me directly, and I'll take care of it!"

Director Zhou looked at Su Yu and spoke lightly.

Su Yu hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said.

"You... can't!"

As soon as those words were spoken, the entire hall of the Martial Artists Association fell silent.

Everyone stared at Su Yu in disbelief.

"What is this guy saying? He actually said Director Zhou can't!"

"Yeah, you know, Director Zhou isn't just one of the top few under the two presidents; he's a terrifying peak Blood Refining Realm expert — even in all of Hengcheng, he's among the very best."

Tsk tsk, this kid has offended someone, daring to speak to Supervisor Zhou like that—he's still the first one!

Some sneered, some gloated over his misfortune, some showed disdain.

All of it was mockery aimed at Su Yu.

Supervisor Zhou's face darkened.

As a supervisor of the Martial Artists Association, he had never had anyone dare speak to him like that.

He originally had some good feelings toward Su Yu, but after Su Yu said those words, that sliver of goodwill vanished instantly.

Even if the matter were huge, there's no need to say it in front of so many people.

However, Supervisor Zhou's temper was fine; he didn't take his anger out on Su Yu because of this.

Instead, he suddenly laughed.

It's been a long time since I've seen such an interesting youngster in the Martial Artists Association; today I want to see what matter it is that I can't resolve.

Supervisor Zhou continued speaking with a smile.

I'll notify President Liu for you, but whether President Liu is willing to come is not up to me to decide!

Su Yu nodded.

However, Su Yu couldn't fathom whether Liu Kuang would be willing to offend someone like Li Tianhe, a major figure in Hengcheng, for his sake.

If it really doesn't work out, he'll just look for Wu Ming then.

After all, he's a student of Yizhong, and Wu Ming, as the principal of Yizhong, shouldn't just stand by and do nothing, right?

While Su Yu was thinking, Supervisor Zhou took out his phone, preparing to send a message to Liu Kuang.

As a supervisor, he still had Liu Kuang's contact information.

By the way, what's your name? I'll have President Liu call you, so he needs to know who you are.

Su Yu!

Upon hearing those two words, Supervisor Zhou's pupils contracted sharply.

He stared fixedly at Su Yu.

Supervisor Zhou's breathing began to grow ragged.

Are you the one who became a martial artist, Su Yu?

Supervisor Zhou's voice suddenly rose, echoing throughout the hall of the Martial Artists Association!

For a moment, everyone turned to look at Su Yu, and the previously noisy hall fell silent.