Chapter 9 Unreasonable Thoughts

The thugs breathed a sigh of relief as they watched Yu Ziqing and Shen Shitong disappear into the vast night.

As soon as they breathed a sigh of relief, the pain in their bodies was amplified infinitely. Everyone screamed and groaned in agony, except for the buck-toothed guy who was relatively unscathed. Looking at the pitiful state of the thugs who had once looked down on him and the bald guy, a hint of schadenfreude and pride crept onto his face.

See? No wonder you guys can only be thugs. You didn’t even realize I’m so smart. Look at him, his manners are so high, he recognized me at a glance. Now look at me, I’m the least injured. Why? Because I’m the smartest among you.

“Bucktooth, get me up!” The bald man’s furious voice interrupted Bucktooth’s reverie, and he hurriedly helped the bald man up.

“Baldy, we’ve suffered heavy losses this time. Should we call the police?” the buck-toothed man asked, thinking he was being very clever.

“Report, report, report your mother’s head! Have you forgotten who you are?!” The bald man got angry when he saw that the buck-toothed man was unharmed, and raised his fist to smash it down on his head.

“Then, what should we do?” The buck-toothed man dared not move, afraid that the bald man might accidentally fall, and stammered as he asked.

The bald man glanced at the dark night ahead, where no one was in sight, with lingering fear, and said, “Let’s go to the hospital first!”

“But, but we don’t have any money!”

The buck-toothed man’s words drew another beating from the bald man.

In the taxi, Shen Shitong recalled Yu Ziqing’s cold-blooded demeanor, especially the scene where the knife pierced the bald man’s palm, drawing bright red blood, yet he didn’t even flinch, casually pulling the knife out. A sudden tension gripped Shen Shitong, and his palms became sweaty. At that moment, Shen Shitong realized he had never truly understood his good friend; that beneath his refined and gentle exterior lay a cold-blooded and ruthless side.

Suddenly, he felt that he and Yu Ziqing were both very familiar and very strange. Just like in the book, they were so close yet so far apart.

“Why aren’t you saying anything? Are you feeling unwell?” Yu Ziqing could clearly sense Shen Shitong’s nervousness and asked with concern.

With just that simple sentence, the sense of distance between them vanished instantly, and Shen Shitong felt the familiar warmth of his good brother once again.

Exactly! He’s my good brother, what am I afraid of? I should be happy!

“Damn it, it’s because you hit me so hard just now that you scared me to death.” Shen Shitong raised his fist and punched Yu Ziqing, cursing.

“If it weren’t for your audacity, would I have needed to do this? But if you’re not tough on these thugs and don’t scare them, they’ll think you’re easy to bully and will keep bothering you like flies, impossible to guard against,” Yu Ziqing said.

“Tch, acting like you’ve been in the underworld!” Shen Shitong thought Yu Ziqing had a point, but still curled his lip in disdain.

After four years of university and a year of living together, Shen Shitong was quite certain whether Yu Ziqing had any involvement with organized crime.

Shen Shitong was unaware that although Yu Ziqing had never been involved in the underworld, he had been involved in the cultivation world and the immortal realm, which were a hundred times more dangerous than the underworld. That was a place where the strong preyed on the weak and the powerful were respected, and he had been there for a long time.

Yu Ziqing smiled faintly and did not refute.

“By the way, you’ve been keeping this a secret for a while. I, your brother, had no idea you had such great skills,” Shen Shitong said with dissatisfaction.

“That’s what you call a master. Masters are often unassuming,” Yu Ziqing said smugly. Yu Ziqing found that when he was with his good friends, he would become exceptionally young and revert to his original, ordinary self.

This time, Shen Shitong didn’t refute it again; the battle at the East Bus Station was still fresh in his mind.

“We’re brothers for life, so teach me martial arts!” Shen Shitong suddenly said, his eyes turning green with a sly grin.

The image that flashed through his mind was of a group of beautiful women looking up at him with adoration, wearing a black trench coat and black sunglasses, murmuring, “Shen Shitong, you’re so handsome, I love you!”

Having been brothers with Shen Shitong for five years, Yu Ziqing knew exactly what kind of person he was. He reached out and patted Shen Shitong’s head, laughing, “Just be a good fatso. It’s not that I’m unwilling to teach you, but your aptitude isn’t suited for internal martial arts. You can practice external martial arts, but external martial arts focus on hard power, and you have to endure a lot of hardship to achieve even a small success. If you’re afraid of hardship, fatigue, and pain, then you shouldn’t even dream of becoming a master.”

Upon hearing that his dream of becoming a master had been shattered, Shen Shitong was initially dejected, but he quickly recovered. His eyes gleamed with greed as he stared at Yu Ziqing, rubbing his chubby fingers together and grinning slyly, “Not bad today! I heard gold prices have gone up again. Speaking of which, I went deep into the lion’s den, using myself as bait—I deserve a lot! You should at least share half with me, brother!”

Shen Shitong’s words only fueled Yu Ziqing’s anger. If it weren’t for this kid seeking some kind of happiness, leaving him all alone, would Qian Mengqi have moved into his house? If it weren’t for him, would he have been able to touch Qian Mengqi’s breasts? If it weren’t for him, would he have taken that beating? Although his current internal martial arts cultivation wouldn’t have injured his bones, the pain was still considerable.

Seeing that Yu Ziqing’s expression had turned ugly, Shen Shitong shrank back and said pitifully, “Brother, that woman swindled all my money this time. Are you really going to let me be penniless and homeless on the streets?”

“That’s what you deserve!” Yu Ziqing couldn’t bring himself to give Shen Shitong a pleasant look when he thought about the big problem that still hadn’t been solved at home.

“Seriously? Is this how you treat your brothers?” Shen Shitong said with a look of disdain.

“Damn, isn’t that enough? Think about how many blows I took, and how many you, the person involved, took?” Yu Ziqing retorted with dissatisfaction.

“Isn’t that just a case of the capable doing more work? By the way, are you alright? Does it hurt? Do you have any bruises on your chest?” Shen Shitong said, using his fat hand to lift Yu Ziqing’s clothes.

“Get lost, stop disgusting me. You’re not getting a single penny from this harvest anyway. And you’d better pay back the money you owe me. I’ve heard that your father has quite a bit of savings!” Yu Ziqing slapped Shen Shitong’s fat hand away and said fiercely.

Shen Shitong chuckled and said with a fawning expression, “Brother Yu, Brother Ziqing, please have mercy on me!”

No matter what Ren Shenshitong said, Yu Ziqing ignored him, his gaze aimlessly fixed on the dimly lit city of Hangzhou, while his mind raced.

How to resolve the issue of groping her breasts? That girl is no pushover.

What should Shen Shitong do? Although he should have scared those thugs, he couldn’t rule out the possibility that they might become emboldened and cause him trouble again. He should at least wait and see for a while.

If a woman suddenly appears in the house, will Shen Shitong be able to control his foul mouth? What if it causes a huge scandal and people think that Yu Ziqing is keeping a mistress?

What would a woman’s reaction be if she brought a fat man home?

Yu Ziqing suddenly realized that she was overwhelmed!