Chapter 414, Leave the toilet to you four (second update)

"Madam, they’re just joking. I admit defeat; I’m utterly convinced," Wei Xi said with an embarrassed smile.

Ye Jiuliang took a sip of water, a mischievous smile curling up the corners of her lips, "I think they make some sense. With so many people watching, it’s really bad for your image to concede so easily."

To avoid a beating, Wei Xi hurriedly said, "Madam, my image isn’t important."

"..."

The members of Dark Hall looked up to the sky, speechless.

So that works, huh.

Meanwhile, Wei Dong took the initiative to step onto the ring.

Ye Jiuliang drank a few sips of water and thrust the bottle into Li Mohan’s hands, gesturing for the two men to come forward with her usual brazen challenge.

Having no way to dodge, Wei Xi, with a hardened scalp, got into position, teaming up with Wei Dong in battle.

Wei Dong’s long legs swept across, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Ye Jiuliang swung her hand in response, her fingers tightening into a fist, and collided with Wei Dong’s fist.

Wei Xi seized the opportunity to attack Ye Jiuliang, his iron fist smashing down mercilessly.

Ye Jiuliang leaned back, the whistling fist just grazing past her ear.

She grabbed Wei Dong’s arm and with a reverse kick blocked the punch Wei Xi had thrown.

Wei Xi crossed his hands in front of him, blocking Ye Jiuliang’s incoming leg, but the impact was so great he stumbled back two steps.

With his wrist going numb, Wei Xi inwardly remarked on her ferocity.

As time ticked away, Wei Dong gradually fell into a disadvantage.

"Wei Dong seems to be struggling to keep up," Wei Bei said, watching the stage with tense eyes and lowering his voice.

Wei Nan helplessly glanced at the man sitting on the chair and whispered to Wei Bei, "What do you think would happen if the madam and the master fought?"

Wei Bei laughed, "I can’t even imagine."

He guessed that his master would soften and not be able to strike hard.

During their conversation, two loud thuds echoed from the stage.

"Bang—"

Like Wei Nan, Wei Dong and Wei Xi found themselves thrown to the ground, their brows furrowed.

It felt like they had been smashed to pieces.

Ye Jiuliang clapped her hands and swept her indifferent gaze over the audience below, "Two more rounds; who’s coming?"

As she spoke, the air suddenly froze.

The next second, all the members of Dark Hall collectively took a step back in unison.

They didn’t want to challenge her.

If the great Wei Dong had already lost, all they would get from taking the stage was a beating. They weren’t fools.

Ye Jiuliang brushed off the dust from her body and looked at Wei Dong and the other three with a cheerful expression, "Since nobody else wants to challenge, the Dark Hall’s toilet cleaning duty falls to you four."

Wei Dong and the other three, "..."

So that’s what she was waiting for.

Ye Jiuliang leaped off the ring, her voice cool, "Fifty million, split evenly; everyone gets a share."

At her words, a cheer erupted.

"Long live the madam."

Li Mohan extended his hand to wrap around Ye Jiuliang, his fingertip lightly grazing her nose, "You, ah."

...

Capital City

As the cold wind swept by, fewer and fewer people walked the streets.

Jiang Yisheng returned from Feng Group, and upon entering the living room, he didn’t see Ji Mingqian’s figure.

Tossing his backpack on the couch, Jiang Yisheng headed upstairs.

Reaching the entrance of Ji Mingqian’s room, he found the door ajar.

Hearing footsteps, Ji Mingqian looked up, and their gazes met in mid-air.

"Back already?"

Jiang Yisheng hummed affirmatively and stepped into the room.

His eyes lowered to the opened backpack, "You’re leaving?"

Ji Mingqian gave a slight nod, grabbing clothes and stuffing them into the backpack haphazardly, without folding them.

"Heading back to Country Y?" As Jiang Yisheng was about to look away, he inadvertently caught sight of the teeth marks on his hand and his gaze flickered.

Ji Mingqian said, "No, I’ve made plans with a few friends to go have fun in Continent S, and there’s also a car race happening there soon."

Jiang Yisheng responded with an "oh," his mood inexplicably drooping a little.

Ji Mingqian zipped up the bag, donned his jacket, and glanced at Jiang Yisheng standing there dazed, suddenly feeling a twinge of reluctance.