In the crowded bar, Scarface pushed through the throng in less than ten seconds, coming to a stop directly behind the rich second-generation brat who was threatening Xia Liang. At that moment, the rich kid was still blustering, "Hmph, I’ll say it one last time! Hand over five yuan and kneel down for a proper kowtow. Otherwise, I’ll make sure you’re carried out of here horizontally today!"
A faint smile touched Xia Liang’s lips. He whispered to Scarface, who stood right behind the rich kid, "Did you hear that? He wants to see me carried out horizontally."
The rich kid was stunned, not even having time to react before a heavy slap landed squarely on the top of his head! Get full chapters from 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭·𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮·𝙣𝙚𝙩
"I’ll make *your* head horizontal!"
The rich kid was completely baffled. He instinctively turned his head, but before he could get a clear look at his assailant, another heavy slap landed on his left cheek, making his vision go black. Two slaps weren’t enough to vent Scarface’s anger. He hauled the rich kid up, kicked him squarely in the abdomen, and sent him sprawling to the floor, where he curled up in agony.
"Well now, Scarface, your men are as arrogant as ever," Xia Liang remarked, glancing at him with a half-smile.
A shiver went down Scarface’s spine. He scrambled to his knees before Xia Liang, keeping his head bowed as he whispered, "I’m so sorry, Mister Xia! These blind dogs offended you. I will punish them severely!"
As he spoke, Scarface was practically seething! Just today, he and Brother Qiang had gone to apologize in person. The arms of those last two guys had only been reattached for two days, and they were still laid up in the hospital! And now, Christ almighty, he had just gotten back to the bar, and some new moron pops out of nowhere, daring to shout about making Mister Xia leave horizontally. Is this bastard tired of living?! And the worst part is, this dumbass was invoking my name while doing it! What, am I your father’s killer? Is that why you’re so intent on destroying me? How is it that every single one of my subordinates is this kind of idiot? Why have I never noticed before? At this point, I seriously have to wonder if these people are spies planted by my rivals! They just can’t stand to see me alive, can they?
Xia Liang was about to respond when he suddenly felt a soft touch on his left arm. Turning his head, he saw Dong Xin had somehow appeared beside him. She was now holding his left arm, pulling it into her embrace. When she saw him look over, Dong Xin blinked flirtatiously and rested her head on his shoulder with a smile.
Xia Liang frowned, forcefully pulled his arm free, and pushed her away.
Even though he didn’t know Dong Xin, it wasn’t hard to guess she was probably the rich kid’s kept woman. I don’t consider myself a gentleman. If a girl I liked threw herself at me, I definitely wouldn’t push her away. But this woman... I really don’t like her. A woman is just too dirty.
Seeing that the situation was resolved, Xia Liang lost interest and prepared to leave. "Alright, he’s all yours. Deal with him however you see fit. I’m leaving."
As for the twenty yuan, I have no intention of taking it. I’m not that desperate for money these days. A few hundred yuan, maybe I’d care. But twenty? It’s too little, not worth the trouble. Better to just forget it.
Scarface silently sighed in relief, a great weight lifting from his shoulders. He quickly asked, "Mister Xia, it’s so late. Why don’t you stay the night? I can make arrangements for you!"
Xia Liang glanced at him, shaking his head with a look of disappointment, as if scolding a hopeless student. He patted Scarface’s shoulder and said gravely, "Scarface, you still don’t get it. Your mindset is still lacking. Do you know why you’re still just a slightly more important lackey after all this time? Think on it. Really think."
With that, Xia Liang turned and left.
Watching Xia Liang’s retreating figure, Scarface shook his head in admiration. He whispered to himself, That’s Mister Xia, alright. His level of thinking is beyond my reach. Here I am, still lost in worldly pleasures, while Mister Xia is already pursuing spiritual fulfillment. Who would have thought that the mysterious big boss behind Splendor spends his days driving for DiDi?
What he didn’t know was that Xia Liang used to deliver food, too.
A moment later, Scarface’s gaze fell upon the rich kid, who was still lying on the ground staring up at him with a mixture of terror and confusion. Scarface kicked him again and cursed, "Motherfucker, what the hell are you looking at? You almost got me killed! Drag him away! Take every last yuan he has on him and beat the shit out of him. Just leave him breathing. Then, call his father and tell him to come pick up his son in person. If he’s too late and the kid kicks the bucket, it’s not my problem!"
The rich kid was terrified. He scrambled forward, grabbed Scarface’s leg, and cried out, "Scar Brother! Scar Brother, don’t hit me! I have money! I’ll give you lots and lots of money, just please don’t hit me! You can ask my dad for money, too! He dotes on me; he’ll give you anything! Please, let me go! Don’t beat me!"
With a look of disgust, Scarface kicked the rich kid away and said coldly, "You still don’t grasp the gravity of the situation, do you? You offended Mister Xia. After pointing a beer bottle at him and threatening him, nobody can save you. You should be grateful that Mister Xia seemed to be in a good mood today and didn’t take you seriously. Otherwise, your father could come and collect your corpse."
"Alright, you lot, drag him away!" he ordered his men. "As for you two, get lost!"
Normally, Scarface would have been a little wary of the rich kid’s father. But this time, the kid hadn’t offended just anyone. He had offended Mister Xia.