239: Chapter 239 Massage 239: Chapter 239 Massage “What just happened.” The host looked at the scene before him, somewhat in disbelief, as the Big Demon King lay sprawled on the wire fence like a dead pig, the robust wire fence collapsed as effortlessly as a mosquito net.
The audience below also wore expressions as if they had swallowed flies, Ye Shikai faintly heard the sound of hearts breaking; it seemed that yet again many people were going to lose money.
“Ten, nine, eight…three, two, one.” As the referee’s ten-second countdown ended, the crowd erupted.
The Big Demon King had actually lost, lost to a Huaxia person.
“Alright, it seems we already have our winner.
Congratulations to this warrior.” The host did not expect this outcome, but was also impressed by Ye Shikai’s dominating presence, raising Ye Shikai’s right arm in adoration.
Watching Ye Shikai becoming the center of attention, Luo Shiqi revealed a triumphant smile on stage, confident in Ye Shikai’s strength, they had easily made two and a half billion, but compared to those who had bet on the Big Demon King’s victory, this two and a half billion was nothing; the arena still made a fortune.
“I still don’t know how to address this gentleman.” The host said.
Ye, congratulations on your successful challenge.
Now you can choose to continue defending the title or take the prize money and leave.
A new champion will be randomly selected,” the host said.
Most participants would choose to continue defending for more prize money.
Leaving would mean only securing the prize money from this challenge.
“I choose to leave,” Ye Shikai said indifferently and then left the ring directly.
Below the stage, there was another uproar; even the host did not expect Ye Shikai to leave so soon.
For Ye Shikai, money was not important at all.
Firstly, there were huge funds available for use within Netherworld Palace, and secondly, Ye Shikai himself was not materialistic.
Back in the VIP room, the previously mentioned Manager Song came up smiling, “Mr.
Ye, truly invincible, you knocked down the big name of my arena in just a few punches.”
Ye Shikai snorted coldly, a fighter using Inner Strength, Ye Shikai didn’t believe the arena was unaware of it.
It was very likely a tactic used by the arena to make money.
If it wasn’t for the fact that Ye Shikai was also a cultivator, he might have been crippled by the Big Demon King just now.
In previous matches, no telling how many people had their arms and legs broken by the Big Demon King, ending their careers or even causing disabilities.
Making money through such despicable means, Ye Shikai truly despised it.
“Manager Song, you may leave first.
I have some words for him,” Luo Shiqi, accustomed to such flattery, was indifferent.
“Alright then,” Manager Song said with an embarrassed smile, then sheepishly left the box.
“Zhuang Yan, it’s getting late.
You should go home first, you still have work tomorrow,” Ye Shikai said.
Zhuang Yan was initially reluctant, but eventually left.
Luo Shiqi signaled two bodyguards to escort her home.
“These bastards, resorting to such underhanded tactics,” Zhuang Yan left, and Ye Shikai took off his boxing gloves, muttered indignantly, and rubbed his chest.
Although he had used Inner Strength to heal now, the punch he took earlier really made him feel as if his internal organs were overturning; it was truly painful.
“That big guy is a cultivator.” Luo Shiqi gestured for the remaining bodyguards to leave, leaving just the two of them in the entire box.
“Yes, it really was a close call, almost capsized in the gutter,” Ye Shikai said with some anger.
If it were not for his reluctance to kill indiscriminately, killing the Big Demon King would have been a matter of minutes.
“Come.” Luo Shiqi slowly walked towards Ye Shikai, her face showing a hint of desire.
“What are you doing?”
“Take off your clothes.” Luo Shiqi slowly took off Ye Shikai’s t-shirt, revealing numerous big and small scars that surprised Luo Shiqi.
Her delicate fingers lightly rested on Ye Shikai’s chest as she began to massage his wounds.
“Does it feel good?” Luo Shiqi licked her red lips, seemingly tempting Ye Shikai.
“It feels good.” Ye Shikai closed his eyes, enjoying Luo Shiqi’s massage, feeling privileged that the queen of Yanjing’s Underworld would give him a massage.
Such was the dream of many men—since ancient times, beauties matched with heroes, and a heroic woman like Luo Shiqi needed a hero too.
“Stay with me tonight, don’t go back, okay?” Luo Shiqi’s tempting voice was intoxicating like fragrant orchids.
“Dinglingling.” Just at this ambiguous moment, a phone call rang.
Looking down, Ye Shikai’s phone was vibrating incessantly.
Luo Shiqi almost wanted to smash the phone to pieces, such an interruption it was.
Ye Shikai hurriedly picked up the phone—it was a call from Su Qingyu.
“Hello, where are you?” As soon as the call connected, a slightly anxious voice of Su Qingyu came through.
“At the boxing ring, watching a match,” Ye Shikai replied.
If he wasn’t wrong, it must have been Zhuang Yan, that girl, who had informed Su Qingyu.
Even though Zhuang Yan knew that their relationship was a secret between superiors, she still told Su Qingyu.
Since that was so, Ye Shikai couldn’t lie.
“Okay, then hurry home after you’re done,” Su Qingyu said softly, trying her best to act the role of a wife.
Previously, she didn’t know how to do so, and treated Ye Shikai like a subordinate.
Now, she was going to respect Ye Shikai’s decisions, especially after finding out about Ye Shikai’s identity from Netherworld Palace, realizing how insignificant Tianya Group was in comparison.
“Alright, I understand,” Ye Shikai sighed and hung up the phone.
“What now, aren’t you going home?” Luo Shiqi said, “Su Qingyu seems quite eager for you to return.”
“Shiqi, today is really…” Ye Shikai hadn’t finished speaking when Luo Shiqi placed a finger on his lips.
“I know, she is your official wife, I understand,” Luo Shiqi sighed.
She was regretting bringing Zhuang Yan to the boxing ring now, really shooting herself in the foot.
Ye Shikai didn’t know what to say, Luo Shiqi’s feelings and efforts for him were clear to him, but Su Qingyu was the one he was officially married to, and regardless of how much Luo Shiqi did, she couldn’t escape being labeled as ‘the other woman.’
“But remember this for today, maybe one day I’ll demand it,” Luo Shiqi said sharply, her tone changing.
Luo Shiqi, why bother?
This was what Ye Shikai thought to himself, now he didn’t know how to handle his relationship with Luo Shiqi anymore.
Ye Shikai got dressed, didn’t even go for his prize money, and just quietly left the boxing ring.
He had lent his Lexus to Su Ziqing, so he had to take a taxi back to his apartment complex.