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"Don't get out?"

How bold!

A smirk crept onto Long Tian's face, growing more and more reckless.

"Then I can only send you away!"

As he spoke, he deliberately flexed his muscles.

Maybe he thought this display was impressive.

[This is the moment the heroine secretly falls for the hero!]

[Outrageous.

A self-made woman who built a fortune worth over 100 million, and the thing she values most—her reputation—suddenly means nothing? Fighting in front of her company and actually admiring the male lead's strength?]

[What kind of ridiculous plot is this?]

Hearing this, Yao Huaimeng secretly nodded.

Exactly. Fighting here, especially against the young master of the Zhao family, made no logical sense!

[Tsk! Another heroine incoming!]

"..."

Wait, why am I roasting myself?

They say I'm sharp with criticism, but you? You're way sharper!

Meanwhile, Long Tian strode forward.

Zhao Haoqian frowned.

This guy is just a security guard. I could have him removed with a snap of my fingers.

So why am I so irritated? Why do I feel the urge to teach him a lesson?

"Do it!"

He waved his hand, signaling his men to stop Long Tian.

The nearest guard, a towering man, stepped forward, raising his hand to block Long Tian's path.

"Young Master has ordered us to act if you take another step."

His expression remained indifferent, as if Long Tian was no threat at all.

But then—

"Boom!"

With a single punch, the burly guard collapsed.

Gasps filled the air as the crowd stared at Long Tian in disbelief.

"You—!"

The rest of the guards, realizing something was wrong, rushed in.

However, as expected of a Xiaobai novel protagonist, Long Tian's strength was unquestionable.

Not a single guard could withstand even one of his moves.

One by one, they fell.

By the end, only Ye Liuyun remained standing.

"You!"

Zhao Haoqian was in utter disbelief.

The onlookers' murmurs shifted from mockery to stunned admiration.

"Hmph!"

Long Tian snorted arrogantly.

He was the strongest mercenary—these guys were nothing but stepping stones.

"There's still one left. Too scared to fight?"

He turned his gaze to Ye Liuyun, striding over confidently.

Yao Huaimeng instinctively wanted to intervene.

But—

[It's time to act!]

Huh?

Yao Huaimeng hesitated. Did this mean Ye Liuyun had a chance?

"Move aside!"

Long Tian swung his fist, though he held back to avoid killing anyone.

His eyes gleamed with arrogance.

"Bang!"

Based on the previous fights, everyone expected Ye Liuyun to drop instantly.

But—

Ye Liuyun sidestepped, dodging effortlessly.

"???"

He avoided it?

Before Long Tian could react, Ye Liuyun countered with a precise kick, sending him staggering.

"Bang!"

Long Tian, caught off guard, stumbled backward.

"You—!"

Just as he opened his mouth—

Ye Liuyun advanced swiftly, grabbing Long Tian's arm and pulling him in.

Collapse! Shake! Strike! Hit! Block! Stamp! Squeeze! Twist!

The sheer power of Bajiquan unfolded before everyone's eyes.

Long Tian was stunned, overwhelmed, reduced to nothing but a human punching bag.

And finally—

"Bajiquan—Heart-Elbow Strike!"

"Bang!"

With a lunge, Ye Liuyun concentrated all his strength into his elbow.

Long Tian was sent flying, crashing several meters away.

It happened so fast that the crowd barely registered what had transpired.

Ye Liuyun, adjusting his sleeves, exuded the cool composure of a true thug in a suit.

[You truly deserve to be the protagonist! My hands are sore from all that punching!]

I might have mastered Bajiquan, but my physical strength?

Still human.

[Ridiculous. The author wrote Long Tian as a guy who could single-handedly take down hundreds of elite mercenaries?]

[What kind of nonsense is that?!]

[To be fair, Long Tian was caught off guard. If he had reacted in time, my current physique wouldn't stand a chance.]

Ye Liuyun was well aware of his limitations.

If Long Tian got serious, he wouldn't last.

Not because Bajiquan was weak, but because his body simply wasn't strong enough.

"Do you think you can just approach the young master?"

[I fought, but Zhao Haoqian takes all the credit!]

[A foolish young master can be pretty useful!]

"..."

This guy is devious!

Hearing Ye Liuyun's words, a strange gleam flashed in Yao Huaimeng's eyes.

"That's right!"

Zhao Haoqian, who had been frozen in fear, suddenly regained his composure.

"Who do you think you are to challenge me?"

Looking at Ye Liuyun with satisfaction, Zhao Haoqian knew one thing for sure—

Without this man, he would have been humiliated today.

"Well done. I'll triple your salary this month."

"Thank you, Young Master!"

[Wuhu!]

Oh? You like money?

Yao Huaimeng glanced toward Ye Liuyun, lost in thought.

What exactly was on her mind?

"You're dead."

Though momentarily stunned, Long Tian quickly recovered.

His eyes locked onto Zhao Haoqian with chilling intent.

To Long Tian, Ye Liuyun was just a subordinate. The real humiliation had come from Zhao Haoqian himself.

And Long Tian was already out for blood.

Since becoming the strongest mercenary, he had never suffered such disgrace.

[That killing intent... have you ever faced it before?]

Others might not have noticed, but Ye Liuyun could feel the stench of blood radiating from Long Tian.

[Well, he is a mercenary. Killing is in his nature.]

Murderous intent?

Yao Huaimeng stiffened as a sense of foreboding washed over her.

A street brawl was one thing. But if someone died—

That would be a different story entirely.

"Enough!"