Urban Super Soldier King

The squad leader saw Xiang Yu's indifferent face, showing no regard for them at all, and shouted loudly, "Take him down! I want to see what this kid is capable of."

"Stop!" Three people came forward at this moment, the leader dressed in a suit and leather shoes, followed by two others dressed similarly. "What's going on?" the man asked.

"Manager Wang, this kid hurt our brothers," the squad leader said.

Manager Wang walked up to Xiang Yu and sized him up, his face darkening. "Why did you hurt our brothers?"

"Is this not a hotel?" Xiang Yu looked up at the man in front of him.

"This is certainly a hotel," Manager Wang said.

"If it's a hotel, why won't you let me in? Is it because I won't pay or what?" Xiang Yu said unapologetically.

Although the man in front of him was dressed plainly, Manager Wang was secretly amazed that he remained composed despite being surrounded by so many of his men. "Could it be that he is the young master of some major company, deliberately dressed like this?" Manager Wang thought to himself. But no, if that were the case, he should recognize him, yet he had never seen this young man before.

"Is that the case?" Manager Wang turned and asked the squad leader.

The squad leader stammered and couldn't speak, prompting Manager Wang to glare at him. He then quickly extended his hand in a welcoming gesture and said, "My apologies, young man. We were too rash. Please, come inside."

Xiang Yu saw that Manager Wang was quite polite, then tossed his luggage at the squad leader and walked on by himself.

"Manager Wang, look at this kid's manner. Does he look like he has money?" the squad leader complained behind him.

"Keep an eye on it. If he truly doesn't have the money, hmm..." Manager Wang's eyes turned cold, and then he followed Xiang Yu inside.

As soon as Xiang Yu stepped into the lobby of the Xiangyun Hotel, he attracted everyone's attention. What kind of place was this? It was the most upscale hotel in the city, where ordinary people seldom had the chance to enter, and Xiang Yu's attire was far from looking wealthy or even average.

"Look, how did a beggar get in here?"

"Look at his pants, his knees are showing."

"But look at his face; it's quite delicate indeed," said a group of well-dressed ladies, sipping wine in a corner, as they turned their gaze to Xiang Yu, watching him unblinkingly as if seeing a monster.

"How has the Xiangyun Hotel fallen to such lows that anyone or anything can get in?" a young man sneered. The Xiangyun Hotel was the best in the city and a symbol of status. If just anyone could enter, it would diminish their prestige.

"Don't be upset, Young Master Ouyang. I think this kid is just pretending to be more than he is. Look at those security guards behind him; if he truly doesn't belong here, someone will take care of him," a young man said, trying to please.

Xiang Yu hadn't expected that simply entering a hotel would cause such a sensation. He walked up to the reception desk and tossed down his ID card, "Room, please."

The two receptionists exchanged glances, their look one of disdain. However, with Manager Wang present, they could not be too obvious. "What standard room would you like, sir?" the receptionist asked, trying to make things difficult for Xiang Yu and curious about his response.

"What standards do you have here?" Xiang Yu could obviously tell their intent but was not upset.

"We have the Crown Suite, Presidential Suites..."

"Enough talk, just give me the Crown Suite," Xiang Yu said decisively.

"Would you like to set up a membership, sir? As a member, you'll get a 95% discount next time," another waiter joked.

Thinking it over, Xiang Yu realized he would be staying there for a long time, so becoming a member to save some national funds seemed appropriate, and he happily agreed.

At this moment, a group of security guards behind were lining up, ready to take action.

"That will be eighteen thousand yuan, sir," the waiter said with a half-smile.

"What, that expensive?" Xiang Yu feigned surprise, "Could there be a mistake?"

Seeing this, Manager Wang, standing aside, snorted inwardly, thinking that if this kid really came to cause trouble, he'd make him realize living in this world was a huge mistake.

"No mistake, sir, this is your membership card. Please keep it safe," the waiter said, feeling pity for Xiang Yu. The youngster was quite handsome, but to end up handicapped like this seemed such a pity.

Xiang Yu took the membership card, then handed over a bank card. After entering his PIN, the machine indicated insufficient funds. Xiang Yu re-entered the PIN, but it was the same.

"It seems there's only one thousand yuan in this account, sir," a waiter said with a bitter smile.

The crowd around sighed in relief, as if they had expected someone like Xiang Yu to be a beggar. If he were rich, life wouldn't be fair to them.

"Alright, you really did come here to cause trouble. Boys, grab him for me," the team leader behind couldn't wait any longer, and upon seeing Xiang Yu's bank account was indeed empty, he joyfully shouted.

"Hmph! He really doesn't know the word 'death,'" Ouyang, standing aside, then stood up and walked out.

"Kid, since it's like this, don't blame us," Manager Wang said, then made a gesture to the security to move in.

"Hold on, hold on," Xiang Yu then took out another card from his pocket, chuckling, "Wrong card, wrong card."

The security guards were ready to move in, but upon hearing about the wrong card, they circled around him to see what trick he was playing.

The waiter took the other card, and as Xiang Yu entered the PIN, the waiter glanced inadvertently. Thinking she was seeing things, she rubbed her eyes and looked again, but was almost shocked out of her wits.

Seeing her expression, another waiter looked at the screen, and was so shocked she covered her mouth, unable to speak.

"What's going on?" Manager Wang, seeing their expressions, couldn't help but demand.

Without speaking, the waiter slowly shifted the screen so Manager Wang could see. When he looked at the screen, a surge of shock hit him. He was at a loss as to how to read the long string of numbers, but one thing became clear—he had underestimated the young man before him.

Nevertheless, Manager Wang, having seen much of the world, didn't let his expression become as exaggerated as that of the waiters, "What are you looking at? Hurry and take Mr. Xiang to his room," he shouted at the waiter.

The waiter finally snapped out of it and quickly nodded, "This way, sir. I'll take you to your room."

"I'll take him," another waiter snatched the keys, gave Xiang Yu a knowing smile, and walked ahead. The other stomped in frustration and remained silent.