Gorgeous Female Tenants

Chapter 208: A Dagger Hidden Behind a Smile

When Xu Xiangbei drove back to Spring Villa, Ouyang Jiahui called.

"Congratulations, Dr. Xu, Simon revised the article, and it’s full of praise for Sun Jiajia. How did you manage that? You didn’t seduce him, did you?"

Xu Xiangbei chuckled, "That’s a secret, can’t be spread. You deserve credit too. Luckily, you noticed the article in the new critics’ column; if it were published, we’d be helpless. To show my gratitude, let me treat you to dinner. What would you like to eat?"

"Then I won’t hold back; I’d like to eat Yangtze River paddlefish."

"I’ll come pick you up right now; get dressed up beforehand. Going out to eat with me, you must dress beautifully."

Xu Xiangbei returned to Spring Villa at lightning speed, where Ouyang Jiahui was already dressed and waiting for him. She wore a white T-shirt with a big smiley face on the chest, matching her explosive pomelo head color.

Her lower body was clad in tight jeans, perfectly outlining her shapely legs and round, pretty curves.

Just as they were about to leave, Xu Xiangbei’s phone rang - it was Ouyang Yufei.

Xu Xiangbei assumed Ouyang Yufei was calling to inquire about his niece Ouyang Jiahui, eagerly saying, "What’s up, Third Brother, missing your dear niece?"

Ouyang Yufei sounded fatigued, "Brother, someone from the Chen Family is causing trouble, coughing, they specifically named you."

During the morning’s fight against the Array Family’s five, Da Hu recognized Xu Xiangbei’s punch as the Dragon Tiger Divine Fist and assumed Xu Xiangbei was a disciple of the hall, so he must have brought people for revenge.

Xu Xiangbei’s temper flared up, "Tell them I’m coming right over."

Seeing Xu Xiangbei’s angry demeanor, Ouyang Jiahui furrowed her delicate brows, "Was that my Third Uncle’s call? What’s the matter?"

"It’s those Chen Family bastards; your Third Uncle might have gotten hurt. I’m heading over."

"I’m coming too."

"Alright, we’ll go together."

Xu Xiangbei started the Porsche, its engine roaring like thunder, with the silver Porsche transforming into a silver lightning bolt, heading straight for the Dragon Tiger Martial Arts Hall.

In less than twenty minutes, Xu Xiangbei arrived at the Dragon Tiger Martial Arts Hall, executing an elegant drift with the tires screeching against the ground loudly, as if announcing Xu Xiangbei’s arrival.

Xu Xiangbei discovered almost the entire front of the martial arts hall was filled with cars, at least five of which he’d never seen before - seems like quite a few had come to cause trouble.

Xu Xiangbei strode into the hall, where two factions stood in opposition in the training area. They glared at one another, neither backing down, the atmosphere tense and ready to ignite at a moment’s notice.

Seeing Xu Xiangbei enter, Sun Fei and the others immediately perked up and surrounded Xu Xiangbei like stars around the moon.

"Hello, Coach Xu."

"Coach Xu, you finally came. They’re way too arrogant; they said if you don’t show up, they’d burn down our hall."

Ouyang Yufei looked a bit pale, clearly unable to lift his left hand. It seemed a small conflict had already erupted, ending in Ouyang Yufei’s defeat.

Xu Xiangbei secretly channeled his inner strength, forming his fingers into a needle and gently tapping Ouyang Yufei’s left arm several times before massaging his shoulder and arm, circulating the blood to reduce Ouyang Yufei’s pain significantly.

Xu Xiangbei asked with concern, "Third Brother, feeling better?"

Ouyang Yufei shook his left hand, which had been in unbearable pain earlier, revealing a delighted smile, "Coach Xu, you’re truly a miracle worker. Just a few rubs and the pain is gone."

"Of course. You think I’m a fake doctor?"

Across stood more than a dozen burly men from the Chen Family, glaring at Xu Xiangbei aggressively, clearly here to demand justice.

Xu Xiangbei remained unfazed, taking a cigarette from Ouyang Yufei’s hand, lighting it, and drawing a puff, looking at the others with interest, recognizing only Chen Ban City among them.

The Chen Family’s five who got beaten in the morning weren’t present; Chen Dong with his broken ankle wasn’t there either. They were likely recuperating in the hospital, their family occupying the beds, quite a spectacular sight.

Xu Xiangbei cheekily said to Chen Ban City, "Son, you miss Daddy again? Good boy, kneel and greet Dad, and I’ll give you New Year’s money."

Xu Xiangbei’s jesting remarks sparked a burst of laughter among the disciples of the martial arts hall.

Chen Ban City’s face turned grim, and the family’s dozen strongmen immediately prepared to move, fists clenched in unified anger, ready to act against Xu Xiangbei.

Amid the Chen family masters, an elderly man with graying hair stopped them, "Stand down; none of you have the right to act here."

The older man’s voice was robust and resonant, clearly an experienced veteran despite being over fifty.

Xu Xiangbei squinted his eyes; he’d long noticed this old man, who was relaxed and particularly sharp-eyed, staring at Xu Xiangbei like a knife.

Their gazes clashed in mid-air, seemingly sparking fireworks and emitting a strong sense of tension.

Sun Fei sneaked over and whispered, "He’s Chen Ban City’s dad, Chen Baichuan, the second-best master of the Chen Family’s second generation. All third-generation masters were taught by him."

So it’s Chen Ban City’s dad - no wonder he looked so familiar.

Xu Xiangbei immediately broke into a smile, approaching him like meeting an old friend, extending his hand, "So it’s Brother Chen; I’ve been wondering who could have a silly treasure like Chen Ban City as a son - turns out it’s you. Your son is my son. At last, you and I have met."

Xu Xiangbei was cursing without directly naming, criticizing not only Chen Ban City but also including Chen Baichuan.

Chen Ban City flushed with anger, glancing at his father, seeing his father’s sharp gaze, he didn’t dare speak.

The dozen or so experts from the Chen Family were fuming, but without Chen Baichuan’s command, they were merely venting their frustration and refrained from stepping forward.

To Xu Xiangbei’s surprise, Chen Baichuan wasn’t angry; at least it didn’t show, still displaying a friendly smile and shaking hands with Xu Xiangbei.

"Brother, you’re Xu Xiangbei? Did you injure my five disciples? You’re daring enough to call my son yours; I’m truly ashamed. My rebellious son is naturally mischievous, causing trouble for you."

Xu Xiangbei didn’t let down his guard despite the other’s humility and politeness; the more polite, the more it conceals danger. Relaxing even slightly might fall into their trap with no escape.

As Xu Xiangbei anticipated, when shaking hands with Chen Baichuan, his palm tightened, and a formidable force pierced into his palm, nearly assaulting his heart vein.

If he hadn’t diligently practiced "Ancient Primordial Sutra," strengthening his inner power and been prepared, blocking the incoming force, even if his heart vein wasn’t shattered, one arm would have been disabled by the other.

Wow, truly sinister, hiding knives in smiles, sneakily attacking!