"No misunderstanding, I’ve wanted to hit him for a long time."
Gu Sheng was a notorious Little Overlord in the Capital City, known for being mischievous and causing trouble from a young age.
Before Shangguan Yu appeared, when he had a good relationship with Gu Yao, he loved fighting with people everywhere.
Of course, most of the time it was for Gu Yao that he fought.
In his teenage years, he was even more famously rebellious and troublemaking in school.
Of course, he never had the ambition to be a gang leader or be flashy with sidekicks; if there was a fight, he’d always take care of it himself.
In middle school, if he heard that Gu Yao was bullied in primary school or had her pigtail pulled by a boy, he’d skip class and go straight to their house to beat them up.
When Gu Yao attended the same middle and high school as him, whenever boys fawned over her, he’d track them down across several buildings and beat them until they stayed away from Gu Yao. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ NoveI~Fire.net
Gu Dad and Gu Grandpa couldn’t control him; most of the time it was Gu Li who taught him.
Back then, Gu Li, who was just in his early twenties, frequently went to school to clean up Gu Sheng’s mess; every time Gu Li tried to discipline Gu Sheng, Gu Yao would defend him.
During that time, their relationship was genuinely special.
Gu Yao never complained that Gu Sheng was unreasonable, or that he caused her to have no friends and be isolated by classmates.
Uncle Cheng Xia was provoked by Gu Sheng’s arrogant, disruptive attitude.
He had initially been wary of his identity, but by now he was not afraid at all.
Probably just a fearless youngster, feeling invincible with some fighting skills.
"So, you’re here to cause trouble?" Uncle Cheng Xia said coldly.
"Then it seems there’s no need to wait for the police; we can handle this ourselves."
He initially planned to be lenient for the sake of Cheng Xia’s liking for Gu Yao, but didn’t expect Gu Sheng to be so brazen.
Uncle Cheng Xia looked at the terrified classmates and said, "Everyone, I apologize for the inconvenience tonight."
He said, directing to the two behind him, "Send the classmates back home."
Realizing the seriousness, the classmates didn’t wait to be escorted; they grabbed their things and rushed to the door, eager to leave this place of trouble.
However, before they could reach the door, a dozen tall, pale-skinned officers with high noses entered, blocking the exit, holding batons. They were from the UK’s police.
The already crowded room became even more packed.
"Mr. Cheng, what’s happened?" An officer with a thick beard approached leisurely, surveying the room.
His gaze finally landed on Gu Sheng and Gu Yao, and on a bloodied Cheng Xia, whose life status was unknown, under Gu Sheng’s foot.
He likely had figured out what happened.
Incidents of drunken brawls were something he encountered daily.
If not for the considerable protection fee Uncle Cheng Xia paid every month, he wouldn’t have made this trip himself.
Despite the arrival of the police, Uncle Cheng Xia didn’t feel relieved, as he intended to handle it himself.
This area was saturated with entertainment venues, making it prone to incidents, so the new police station was particularly close by; one call and they’d arrive in five minutes.
Of course, the police’s enthusiasm for swift responses hinted at the considerable "hardship fees" they collected.
Uncle Cheng Xia approached the officer, offering him a cigarette: "Officer Gavin, I’d like to handle this privately."