Trillionaire's Slice of Life

Wu Youyou had reached out to grab the little girl but missed, leaving her slightly stunned.

Although the strike had no power behind it, with her A-grade skills, even an ordinary adult wouldn't have easily dodged it, let alone this seemingly 11-or-12-year-old girl who evaded effortlessly.

If it wasn't a fluke, there was only one explanation, the girl was definitely not as simple as she appeared.

Wu Youyou, though initially clouded by anger, was by no means stupid. On the contrary, having attained an A-level at the age of eighteen, even with the help of her father, Wu Kunpeng, also had a lot to do with her own aptitude and perseverance.

Wu Youyou's eyes swiftly scanned the room. When she saw the luxurious hall around her and the antiques worth hundreds of millions beside her, she came fully to her senses. This was not her home or the Kunpeng Martial Arts Academy where she could do as she pleased; it was a mansion in Hua Country's premier metropolis, belonging to Mr. Chu.

At that thought, Wu Youyou realized she had caused trouble again.

Her gaze instinctively shifted behind her, only to be surprised that her father, whom she thought would be scolding her, was instead looking at her expectantly.

Wu Youyou felt a flicker of confusion. Her eyes then moved to a young man standing nearby and when she saw the tall man beside him, her heart skipped a beat.

Great Grandmaster Lei Ting.

A man who stood at the pinnacle of Martial Arts, a man who could flatten this place with a wave of his hand.

And here he was, standing respectfully behind that young man.

Further back, four martial artists of nearly the same class as her father were also intently watching her.

Those were Demi-Masters, deities of their own right. In Dali City, there was only one half-step grandmaster like her father.

Even though Wu Youyou considered herself highly perceptive, her greatest dream was to reach the half-step master level. As for becoming a Great Grandmaster, she wouldn't even dare to dream of it.

Now, within the hall, including her father and three fellow disciples, that formidable young man, a Great Grandmaster, four Demi-Masters, and dozens of A-grade fighters, everyone's eyes were fixed unwaveringly on her.

When she realized she had become the center of attention, the earlier ease disappeared from Wu Youyou's face, replaced by a sinking heart.

"Little girl, what's wrong? Scared? Martial artists must have a resolute heart that strives forward; otherwise, it's better you give up early and enjoy a comfortable life at home."

Facing the girl in a white dress who looked like a doll and was teasing her with a playful laugh, Wu Youyou immediately felt an irritating itch in her teeth. If it weren't for this annoying girl's provocation, she wouldn't have ended up in such a frustrating situation.

Wu Youyou felt the urge to reprimand the outspoken young girl in front of her, but the watchful eyes of many top-level bosses around her held her back.

This wasn't Kunpeng Martial Arts Academy. At the academy, she could teach any disrespectful junior a lesson simply by beating them, even to the point of leaving them with a bruised face, without anyone troubling her afterward.

But here, in a place where A-grade fighters were as common as dogs, S-grade widespread, and even SS-grade used as bodyguards, even her reckless self knew that this was not the place for her to throw her weight around.

One wrong move could bring trouble not just to herself, but potentially to her father and even the martial arts academy that backed her.

As these thoughts ran through her mind, facing the provocation from the little girl again, although Wu Youyou was so agitated that her teeth itched, she chose to contain it.

She bit her alluring red lips fiercely and slightly turned around, intending to return to her father's side.

Just then, the annoying voice of the little girl behind her reached her ears again.

"Is this Wu Youyou from Kunpeng Martial Arts Academy, the 'Demon King' who vowed to dominate Dali City? Is this the Miss Wu who said she would defeat all challengers? What happened, scared now?

Martial artists have the passion of fire yet keep their sanity intact, knowing when to pick the greater righteousness over minor moral obligations.

Martial artists are clear in love and hate, never ambiguous towards friends or foes.

Martial artists are full of confidence, their eyes gleaming with pride and self-assurance.

A martial artist who shrinks back from challenges will achieve nothing...!"

Qin Lan could not finish her words.

At that moment, Wu Youyou had leaped up, positioning herself behind the little girl in an instant. With her Xingyi Quan, she struck without holding back.

Because she knew the little girl had dodged her previous attack easily, she wasn't an ordinary person, but she didn't need to worry even if the girl was at risk. The half-step grandmasters and the real Great Grandmaster around her would intervene.

That's why Wu Youyou did not hold back this time exerting her full A-grade strength.