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"Why are you here?" Yan Xiaobao asked.
"I’ve been working out and practicing yoga here all the ti. Honey, look, haven’t I gotten pretty good at it?" Ye Shanshan said while pulling down the zipper of her sports jacket, unabashedly revealing the sports bra underneath. "I’ve even developed abs!"
Ye Shanshan’s lower abdon was smooth and toned, with no trace of excess fat, and there were indeed faintly visible ab lines—quite athletic. Moreover, her chest seed to have grown a size bigger.
"Hmm, not bad," Yan Xiaobao nodded in approval.
"Does that an I can officially be promoted now?" Ye Shanshan asked with anticipation in her voice.
"Soon, soon. Keep working hard," he replied.
Yan Xiaobao had been deeply involved with Tiantian recently and had also started Gao Jing’s "training program," so he wasn’t in a hurry to make Ye Shanshan his official wife.
"Still not official yet..." Ye Shanshan looked slightly disappointed and then noticed Tiantian beside Yan Xiaobao. "Are you my husband’s wife too? What rank are you?"
Tang Wenjun: "..."
"I..." Tiantian replied softly, a little embarrassed, "Third..."
"Third Sister!" Ye Shanshan imdiately grew familiar, hooking her arm around Tiantian’s, and enthusiastically introduced herself: "My na is Ye Shanshan, I’m Xiao Liu. In the future, I’ll count on Third Sister’s guidance!"
Tiantian: "You... Hello..."
"We should probably go inside..." Tang Wenjun led the peculiar group into Jiuzhou Club.
Through the glass wall of the karate hall, Yan Xiaobao imdiately spotted Ma Boyao chatting with several karate practitioners inside. Without another word, he charged in and shouted at Ma Boyao, "Hey! You annoying punk, last ti’s lesson wasn’t enough for you, huh? You still dare to ss with ? I’ll take you down today!"
When Ma Boyao saw Yan Xiaobao, his fury rose to the surface. With a cold sneer, he retorted, "You damn brat, coming here is your death wish! No matter how good you are at fighting, do you think you can beat my entire karate hall?"
Ma Boyao was one of Jiuzhou Club’s co-owners and had been sponsoring the karate hall for years. As a result, the karate practitioners there were basically his hired muscle.
"Young Master Ma, is he the enemy you spoke of?" The karate hall’s owner asked. After Ma Boyao nodded, the owner imdiately waved a hand, preparing to make his mark and avenge Ma Boyao.
"Wait, Owner!" Coach Niu hurriedly grabbed the owner, looked at Yan Xiaobao with fear, and whispered, "He’s the guy who ca to challenge us last ti..."
"What?" The owner was taken aback. "He’s the Inheritor you ntioned, the one who single-handedly injured over twenty of you?"
"That’s him," Coach Niu nodded with lingering fear. Last ti’s lesson had left a trauma he’d never forget in his lifeti.
"Uh..." The owner hesitated.
If Coach Niu plus over twenty people couldn’t match Yan Xiaobao, going up alone was practically asking for trouble. While he was slightly better than Coach Niu, if it was him against Coach Niu and twenty others combined, he’d be beaten even worse.
Ma Boyao was equally shocked. He knew Yan Xiaobao could fight, but he hadn’t realized he was that good. Taking down over twenty karate practitioners—was this guy even human?
"Hey! Have you decided? Are you getting rid of yourself, or should I do it for you?" Yan Xiaobao approached nacingly.
Ma Boyao imdiately shouted, "Everyone, attack! Whoever beats Yan Xiaobao gets a prize of one million! If injured by him, you’ll each get a hundred thousand!"
The owner, hearing this, wasted no ti. He waved his hand and yelled, "Troops, it’s ti to get to work, charge!"
Over thirty karate practitioners around the venue imdiately stood up with zeal, "Snap!" "Snap!" "Snap!" charging into the area.
Coach Niu had no choice but to follow, toughening up his resolve.
Actually, this group knew full well they weren’t a match for Yan Xiaobao, but with such a lucrative reward, courage overca caution. Even if they couldn’t defeat him, getting injured by him ant a hundred thousand yuan—why hesitate? Taking a beating for that kind of money was worth it!
Ma Boyao didn’t expect them to defeat Yan Xiaobao either; his plan was to use them to stall him, buying ti to escape.
Seeing over thirty brawny karate practitioners rushing forward to encircle Yan Xiaobao, Tiantian couldn’t help but exclaim, "Honey, be careful!"
"Third Sister, don’t worry. Honey is super strong. These guys can’t beat him," Ye Shanshan said while casually crossing her arms, watching the scene unfold as if it were entertainnt.
She had full confidence in Yan Xiaobao. Last ti, at this very karate hall, witnessing his godlike fighting prowess had caused Ye Shanshan’s perspective to transform entirely. She willingly beca Yan Xiaobao’s "Reserve Concubine."
Yan Xiaobao wasted no words. He imdiately turned the situation into a live-action martial arts movie for Tiantian.
The owner rushed in first, but before he could grasp what was happening, he found himself airborne. Even mid-air, he stupidly watched as the other thirty-plus karate practitioners followed—one by one—flying in all directions...
Ye Shanshan still couldn’t clearly see how Yan Xiaobao made his moves. All she could perceive was a sudden flash before her eyes, with thirty-plus figures in white uniforms hurled away like paper dolls swept up by a tornado. The whole process took rely the blink of an eye.
"Ah—thud!"
"Thud! Thud! Thud! Ah! Ah! Ah..."
The chorus of thirty-plus people hitting the ground echoed repeatedly behind them, each scream of anguish reverberating in the room. Ma Boyao’s face turned pale with fear. He had only managed three steps away before Yan Xiaobao grabbed him by the neck, lifting him like a chick.
"Yan Xiaobao, you want to kill ?" Ma Boyao feigned bravado. "Don’t you know murder is illegal?"
"Smack!"
A loud slap was Yan Xiaobao’s answer, leaving five bright red fingerprints on Ma Boyao’s cheek.
"Stop... Stop hitting !" Ma Boyao imdiately surrendered and pleaded for rcy. Spoiled since childhood, his tender skin was no match for Yan Xiaobao’s forceful blows.
"Smack!" Another sharp slap landed, matching the first with a red imprint on his other cheek.
Yan Xiaobao asked, "Was it you who secretly took photos of and Wife Tiantian, then intentionally used them to provoke my Wife Rourou?"
"N-no! It wasn’t..." Ma Boyao denied nervously.
"Smack!" Another slap.
Yan Xiaobao pressed further, "Then who did it?"
"I don’t know..."
"Smack!" Another slap.
Yan Xiaobao said, "You don’t know? Then I’ll keep hitting you until you do!"
"I know, I know..." Ma Boyao dared not resist anymore and confessed, "It was , I was blind and foolish... I swear I’ll never ss with you again..."
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