"A person’s strength isn’t related to their age. Tell me, if you were defeated by someone under twenty like me, wouldn’t that be quite embarrassing?"
Tang Yuchen, holding his glass of wine, lounged lazily on the sofa. He sipped his wine, eyes narrowing slightly as if measuring An Ji’s current strength.
"What means do you choose to challenge me with?"
"I know I may not be your match in fighting skills. Hasn’t the government recently announced a project tender worth five billion? Whoever secures the project wins. How about that?"
An Ruo’s eyes widened in surprise, and Tang Yuchen also raised his eyebrows slightly in astonishment.
An Ji’s eyes were deep and his expression remained serene.
Was he crazy to issue such a challenge, or had his strength reached a frightening level?
A five-billion project wasn’t something an ordinary person could secure. Even someone with Tang Yuchen’s status might not be able to clinch it.
But who was Tang Yuchen? Naturally, he wouldn’t scornfully say that An Ji was just blustering, nor would he dismissively state that An Ji wasn’t his match.
He just smiled intriguingly and nodded slightly, "Fine, I accept your challenge."
An Ji continued, "If you lose, you’ll return Kangkang to us and swear never to bother his mother and him again."
Tang Yuchen’s smile faded from his lips, and his eyes grew sharper.
"What, you dare not? Are you afraid of losing?"
"I, Tang Yuchen, have never known the word ’fear.’ But I won’t stake Kangkang on our bet; he’s my child, not a bet."
"Ha, in the end, you’re still afraid of losing."
"You should choose another wager. Anything else is fine, just not this one."
An Ruo quickly said to An Ji, "Xiao Ji, don’t bet with him, it’s meaningless!"
"Sister, I must bet with him," An Ji said to her earnestly, his eyes filled with profound determination.
Defeating Tang Yuchen had been his wish for many years; he had come all this way relying on this belief. Therefore, he had to bet, and he wouldn’t give up even in death!
An Ruo read the resolve in his eyes and after a moment of silence, she said, "Alright, no matter what you decide, I’ll support you."
"Sister, aren’t you afraid I’ll lose?"
"It’s alright, losing isn’t a big deal."
An Ji smiled faintly and, looking towards Tang Yuchen, said, "If you lose, you’ll leave it to me to decide what to do, and if I lose, it’ll be up to you. Do you accept?"
Tang Yuchen nodded without any hesitation, "I accept!"
An Ruo’s heart suddenly felt uneasy, as if something was about to happen.
After sitting for a while, Tang Yuchen left. After he left, she pressed An Ji about what he was hiding from her.
An Ji fell silent for a moment and then said seriously, "Sister, do you trust me?"
"Then I’ll tell you the truth, but you can’t tell anyone."
Seeing his serious manner, An Ruo grew very nervous, "Okay, I swear!"
An Ji laughed lightly, "Don’t be so tense, it’s really nothing. Sister, have you heard of Beidi Hall?"
"Beidi Hall? What’s that?" It seemed like some kind of organization.
"Beidi Hall originated in North America and is a very mysterious organization. It’s not the kind of crime syndicate you might be thinking of; Beidi Hall has its own businesses, connections, and members. To put it simply, they are like the corporations in some countries, with their own management systems, but they also exist legally. And I’ve joined Beidi Hall and come back to manage some affairs in J city."