Chapter 376

In the octagonal cage, the young man looked dejected, full of confidence, he had run from T Country to Gangdao to challenge Li Xin, but unexpectedly, in Li Xin's hands he couldn't even make a single move.

Li Xin looked at the young man before him, his heart without a ripple.

He knew that this match was a heavy blow for the young man, but it's fine; after a few more times he'll get used to it.

The young man spoke with difficulty: 'Boss, I will keep my promise; I'll go back to T Country to settle things, then come to Gangdao to find you.'

Li Xin nodded and replied: 'Go tell Chiang Tianyang that if he wants to return to Gangdao, or even become the head of Prosperity, it's no problem; let him go talk to Mr. Chiang himself—I think Mr. Chiang will give him a chance, after all, he doesn't care about these things now.'

The young man nodded and said: 'Okay, boss, I'll tell Big Brother the truth.'

The two were still talking in the octagonal cage, but the audience below couldn't take it anymore—what is this?

The young man threw a punch, Li Xin caught it with his palm—is that it?

Faking a punch isn't done like this!

The boxing match venue, the atmosphere was extraordinarily heated. The audience awaited eagerly for an intense showdown.

However, after the match began, only one move decided the outcome; this sudden ending left the audience stunned, unable to accept the result, feeling their intelligence had been insulted.

"Refund! Refund!"

The clamor of shouts echoed throughout the Red Hung Gymnasium; the audience was furious, even though it was a free item, is that all we get to see?

Li Xin took the microphone from Shui Shui Min's hand and loudly said: 'Refund?'

"You must be out of your minds! Tickets are bought at the window; the refund office is in Albania—if you want a refund, go there yourselves, I won't reimburse travel expenses."

"Mr. Li, you're basically a big water pipe—act like a person!"

"Who says it isn't!"

Miss Guo in the front row also joined the uproar, shouting loudly: 'Mr. Li, you openly threw a fake punch, and you won't even let us get a refund?'

"If you don't refund, fine—just put on a proper fight and let us broaden our horizons."

Li Xin waved at A Bu, waiting for him to come onto the stage, then he told the audience: 'This is my brother A Bu; since you're not satisfied, let him fight the young man to give you a thrill.'

"This is an extra added program; stop talking about refunds—it's impossible!"

The crowd burst into laughter; they were just making a fuss, but unexpectedly they got an unexpected gain.

The first two matches had everyone shouting that it was worth it—already worth the ticket price; being able to watch a third is pure profit.

Well, they might make a small profit, but Li Xin will definitely not lose.

Since the young man is arrogant, we'll give him a setback, directly knock out that arrogance—it'll do him good.

Li Xin has absolute confidence in A Bu; in skill, aside from himself, A Bu fears no one.

In the octagonal cage, the young man and A Bu faced off, their gazes meeting as if sparks could fly.

The young man is fired up now; he can't beat Li Xin, and he can't even beat you, a baby-face?

The young man launched the first attack, his fists like a sudden storm sweeping toward A Bu; A Bu showed no fear, nimbly dodging the young man's attacks while looking for a chance to counter.

A Bu seized the moment, sidestepped to avoid the young man's straight punch, then threw a hook at his abdomen; the young man reacted quickly, blocking A Bu's attack with his arm.

Every move they made was full of power, each collision emitting a dull thud.

The audience was drawn in by their splendid performance, cheers and chants rising and falling—right! This is what it should be like.

The two exchanged punches and kicks, neither yielding, adding more tension to this splendid showdown.

After several minutes of fierce battle, A Bu gradually gained the upper hand.

He skillfully avoided the young man's attacks, then with an unexpected throw sent him crashing hard to the ground.

The young man struggled to rise, but A Bu quickly subdued him, giving him no chance to catch his breath.

Finally, Shui Shui Min announced A Bu the winner; the audience erupted in enthusiastic applause and cheers, thanking the two fighters for the visual feast.

A Bu stood, waved to the audience, his face showing no pride whatsoever—just having beaten a fighter, not worth mentioning.

The young man, however, looked somewhat dejected; today's successive blows made him doubt his own abilities.

How many masters are there in Gangdao?

Is a random baby-face not even a match for him?

A Bu is kind-hearted; he patted the young man's shoulder and said: 'Don't lose heart, your skills are not bad; under the boss, there aren't many stronger than you—just three or four.'

The young man—!

He heard that A Bu was trying to comfort him, but those words would have been better left unsaid.

After hearing them, he felt even worse!

After the event, the young man followed Tianhong to the Far East Club to settle in.

Li Xin had Jianguo drive to Sha Tian; He Laoshi said she had bought several sets of professional attire and asked him to go take a look.

Give some opinions!

After viewing them, Li Xin had one opinion: buy more of these clothes in the future, never mind the price—no matter how expensive, they're worth it!

He Min, exhausted, lay on Li Xin's chest, panting as she said: 'A Xin, I have no strength left—you take over!'

Li Xin patted her back, teasing: 'Little thing! You're not trying to drain me dry, are you? Just this?'

He Min nudged his chin with her head and pinched his waist.

"You heartless wretch! As a knight I'm exhausted, and you still tease me!"

Li Xin laughed and replied: 'Mm, indeed it's my fault.'

"Thank you, Knight He, for your dedication; as the one being ridden, I should show some appreciation."

He Min was very pleased with Li Xin's performance; one could see it from her radiant complexion the next day.

Gorgeous and lush!

He Min, in high spirits, to reward Li Xin, got up especially early and prepared a lavish breakfast for him.

Li Xin and He Min sat facing each other; sunlight streamed through the window onto the table, reflecting the smiles on their faces.

On the table lay a plentiful and delicious breakfast, sending out waves of fragrance.

He Min lightly bit into a piece of bread, the corners of her mouth curving in a satisfied arc as she looked at Li Xin, her eyes full of affection.

Li Xin also smiled in response to her gaze, their eyes meeting as if time stood still at that moment.

They enjoyed the food while chatting about He Min's trivial work matters, a warm atmosphere filling the whole room.

He Min couldn't help but sigh at how wonderful such moments were, wishing she could always be with Li Xin like this.

After breakfast, Li Xin and He Min walked out hand in hand, beginning a new day.

He Min was going to teach and nurture, Li Xin was going to tally gains with the Crown Prince and Quan Wang Tai, these two poor fellows had been waiting for this day.

They really have no money!

These two guys are also hopeless, guarding Pointy Sand Spit and Oil Sesame Land, still able to live like this—can only say their brains are all muscle.

Unlike Li Xin, who makes his business thrive, look—Tomb Base Building, doesn't it have the Li surname?

Who dares say he can't do business?