"You mean the Dragon King is now in Haicheng?" Scarface finally caught the crux of the matter.
"Yes, yes." Xiaofeng nodded vigorously, "It was in Haicheng. I went there last summer, that’s when I met him."
"Shit, I was wondering why he disappeared from Imperial Capital. Turns out he ran off to Haicheng." A brother beside Scarface suddenly realized, "Why would the Dragon King willingly go to Haicheng, though?"
"I’ve met him once, but why he would go to Haicheng, I can’t say. However, I guess, the person who could make the Dragon King stay in Haicheng must have been a woman. They say, ’a hero can’t resist a beauty.’ Don’t you think?" By this point, they should have all understood.
"So, you’re saying you have nothing to do with the Dragon King?" The chubby one still had his doubts.
"Nothing, really nothing. If I were really one of the Dragon King’s people, I would have admitted it. Seeing you guys coming, I surely wouldn’t have been scared and would have taken you all on, don’t you think?" Thus, she was just a frail woman, having nothing to do with the Dragon King.
"Brother Biao, what do you think?" Seeing that she spoke earnestly, the chubby one was momentarily unsure about what to do and turned to Scarface for a decision.
"Babe, you say the Dragon King is in Haicheng and we just believe you?" Scarface wasn’t convinced, "What if you guys are tricking us?"
"You’ve seen it yourself, I’m a business owner. A business owner naturally prioritizes interests. I have no vested interests with you or the Dragon King. Why would I lie to you?" Xiaofeng spread her hands; all she spoke was the truth, believe it or not.
"Chubby, you said last time that she’s incredibly strong, is it true?" Brother Biao glanced at Su Xiaofeng. She looked so slim and frail, hardly someone with great strength.
Chubby looked at Su Xiaofeng, also uncertain.
"Last time I was indeed taken down by such a small girl without any strength," he stammered, "There was construction at the time, and there were many pebbles by the door. It might have been me who accidentally stepped on a pebble and fell."
"Of course, it was the pebbles. How could a woman like me be a match for him?" Xiaofeng immediately responded, "You guys seem pretty decent too, not like ones to bully the weak."
"Of course, we’re not utterly ruthless. We just came to inquire about the Dragon King. Since there is no news of him, we shall take our leave." Scarface said, giving Xiaofeng a cautionary look, "If you get wind of the Dragon King, come tell us first. If we find out you knew something and didn’t tell us, it’ll be hard to say whether you can keep your shop."
"Of course, of course. I’m a business owner, how could I dare offend you guys. Please do look after my business in the future, big brothers. Of course, if you come to fight, forget it, I’m definitely not a match for you guys." Xiaofeng waved to them, "Of course, if it’s about fighting, just forget it; I’m certainly no match for you."
"Smart girl." Scarface waved his hand, leading his men away.
Chubby glanced at Su Xiaofeng then said nothing more.
Watching them leave, Xiaofeng sighed in relief. No matter where one does business, there are always a few who claim to be people from the underworld.
As long as you don’t confront them head-on, they generally won’t trouble you.
Of course, not everyone is so easy to talk to; there are always a few who think they are all that and seek trouble everywhere.
Ye Cheng parked the car in front of the store, watching Xiaofeng waving at a group: "Who are you waving at?"
"A few guys claiming to be from the underworld, asking if I’m the Dragon King," Xiaofeng took Ye Cheng’s hand and they headed home.
Their home wasn’t far from here, perfect for a walk back.
"The Dragon King?" Ye Cheng repeated.
"Yes, ever heard of him? They say he’s like a Herculean figure, ranked top in Imperial Capital for his martial powers. That Chubby one came causing trouble last time, and I claimed to be one of the Dragon King’s people. Well, that got them coming today to snoop for information." Xiaofeng was somewhat speechless; she had just casually mentioned it, and yet people took it seriously.
"They didn’t give you any trouble, did they?"
"No, I told them I had seen the Dragon King in Haicheng, and they believed me."
Ye Cheng’s mouth twitched, impressed by his wife’s storytelling skills: "You commuting alone every day is indeed unsafe. How about I arrange someone skilled to help you out and stay by your side?"
Normally to help with tasks, but crucially, to step in when needed.
"No need," Xiaofeng waved her hand: "I can protect myself. Besides, didn’t Xiaonian give me a self-defense tool last time? In a dire situation, I’ll just whip it out to save my life."
If it were Ye Cheng’s people by her side, she would feel uncomfortable.
"The one she gave isn’t the most practical," Ye Cheng pulled out a new one from his pocket: "Use this one from now on, it’s much better."
Xiaofeng looked at the suddenly appeared item in her hand, then glanced around and quickly stashed it away, whispering cautiously: "You’re not serious, are you?"
She could clearly feel it was significantly heavier than the one Xiaonian had given her.
Ye Cheng smiled slightly, "When we get back, I’ll show you how to use its features."
After dinner, going upstairs, Ye Cheng demonstrated to Xiaofeng: "From the outside, it just looks like a lighter. No matter how you press, only flames come out. Even experts would hardly notice that this gadget can not only be used as a combat knife but also can function as a real one."
Xiaofeng was curious and eager to try.
In other words, it was real, she picked it up and weighed it: "How many rounds does it have?"
"Five rounds." Just like a real one.
"But I haven’t used one much, what if it goes off by accident? Why don’t you find a chance to train me?"
She used to play shooting games often and was quite good at it, but this is a handgun, which requires greater precision.
"Look how excited you are," Ye Cheng was somewhat helpless.
Xiaofeng put it away and chuckled cheekily: "If I take it out, they won’t take it away, will they?"
After all, this gadget is no ordinary thing and is very dangerous.
Ye Cheng just chuckled and didn’t respond.
Ye Cheng didn’t say, and Xiaofeng didn’t ask further, knowing in her heart that Ye Cheng was looking out for her, afraid something might happen to her in the Imperial Capital.
Since Ye Cheng dared to give it to her, he naturally had calculated some things. Besides, unless there’s an absolute emergency or a life-or-death moment, she certainly wouldn’t take it out.
"Wife," Ye Cheng looked at her happily, his face also lightening with a smile: "Tonight, Mom wants us to come home for dinner."
"Sure," Xiaofeng nodded, just a meal back home, no big deal.