90: Chapter 90 Huai Li's Invitation

Inside a private room on the third floor of the Gu Family banquet hall.

Gu Yuchen, Gu Sichao, and Yang Bai sat on the sofa, while Gu Siqian stood to the side, her hands clenched tightly, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Beside the four of them, two burly men were vigorously punching and kicking a person, sending blood and teeth flying, instantly staining the expensive carpet on the floor.

The person being beaten was none other than the manager of the banquet hall's backstage area.

At this moment, he no longer had his former decency and confidence; he lay on the ground in a sorry state, breathing weakly.

Gu Yuchen turned the walnuts in his hand, his tone icy as he said, "Gu Siqian, regarding today's events, should I say you did well, or that you did poorly?"

In terms of results, the gift Gu Sichao presented had completely overshadowed everyone else's birthday offerings, and it was the only gift accepted by Gu Hairan at the scene.

But in the process, Gu Siqian had offended two people at once.

Gu Siqian's knees went weak, and she knelt directly on the ground, sobbing, "Father, I'm sorry, I was just momentarily blinded."

"Bam!"

Gu Sichao picked up a champagne bottle from the side and smashed it directly into Gu Siqian's face.

The hard, tempered glass shattered instantly, shards embedding themselves into Gu Siqian's head as golden wine flowed down, mixed with bright red blood.

Gu Sichao felt not a shred of pity and roared, "Blinded, are you? I let the last matter slide for Dad's sake. You dared to mess with me again this time; if it hadn't been for a lucky accident, I would have effectively been kneeling in front of everyone today."

"If you wanted to mess with me, fine, but you dragged my brother into it too. Yang Bai isn't even part of this circle—are you trying to destroy him?"

Gu Siqian didn't speak, just remained prostrate on the ground, slightly lifting her head to look at Gu Yuchen with pleading eyes, hoping the latter would speak up for her.

Gu Yuchen leaned back, then met Gu Siqian's gaze; the latter instantly revealed a hint of fawning.

Understanding Gu Siqian's look, Gu Yuchen sighed, his gaze gradually turning cold; the last bit of pity he had reserved for Gu Siqian vanished along with it.

The Gu Family's house rules forbade fratricide, which was the reason Gu Siqian was still alive after her mother died.

At the same time, there was another point to the Gu Family's house rules: one must not be spineless—better to die standing than to live kneeling.

Gu Siqian had violated both points, and even if that were the only issue, her behavior after the incident made Gu Yuchen feel even more disappointed.

Gu Yuchen, with a dark face, said word by word, "Gu Siqian, you have ambition—that you get from me—but you should never, ever have used your ambition against your own brother."

"From now on, don't call me Father. I have some connections at [Mofei New Energy], so you can go work there."

Gu Yuchen's words undoubtedly shattered all of Gu Siqian's hopes and simultaneously cut off all her room for advancement.

Gu Siqian was no longer the little princess under Gu Yuchen of the Gu Family; she was now just an ordinary worker detached from her wealthy background, laboring at a mining company.

Having made his decision, Gu Yuchen stood up and said seriously, "The matter ends here today."

Gu Sichao didn't speak, but looked at Yang Bai to the side. For him, kicking Gu Siqian out of the Gu Family was more painful than killing her.

But his anger had subsided, and he still had to account for things with Yang Bai.

"Uncle Gu, actually, I have no objections."

Yang Bai rubbed his chin and said, "It's just that, as you know, I'm a rather timid person. I always prefer to nip danger in the bud. Letting her go like this, I'm worried she might retaliate against me."

"Heh, Yang Bai, what do you want then? Kill her?" Gu Yuchen sneered.

"Murder is illegal; how could I be so stupid? It's just that I want to take out some insurance."

"Insurance?"

"I want to be alone with her for half an hour. That request isn't excessive, is it?"

As soon as Yang Bai said this, Gu Yuchen and Gu Sichao exchanged a glance, their expressions instantly becoming subtle.

"Wait, no, Yang Bai, are you really that hungry? If you're hungry, just tell me."

"Forget it, there's no time like the present. I'll call [Dihao Entertainment] right now, and we can open a champagne tower while we're at it."

As he spoke, Gu Sichao prepared to take out his phone.

"Am I that kind of person?" Yang Bai said, speechless.

"Forget it, do whatever you want."

Gu Yuchen stood up, adjusted his collar, and then left the private room.

Gu Sichao gave a mischievous grin, followed in Gu Yuchen's footsteps, and incidentally closed the door to the private room.

Gu Siqian forced a smile and fawned, "Yang Bai, if you want, I can satisfy you, but…"

"Shut up."

Yang Bai cut off Gu Siqian's words, walked up to her, and with a flick of his arm, a white, resin-material triangular military dagger slid out from his sleeve and into his hand.

Yang Bai picked up a towel from the side of the table, wrapped the triangular military dagger, and said, "Gu Siqian, I warned you not to anger me."

"Wait…"

"Ah!!!"

A heart-rending scream echoed in the private room.

Thirty minutes later.

Gu Sichao stood at the doorway, boredly playing with his phone.

The door to the private room was opened, and Yang Bai walked out calmly, wiping his hands.

Gu Sichao glanced into the room and, seeing Gu Siqian's miserable state, couldn't help but sigh, "Gu Siqian, of all people you could have provoked, you had to pick this guy."

Gu Sichao knew Yang Bai's track record: first he crippled Liu Tong, then he sent Zhou Qingyu and those four geniuses to the emergency room and the psychiatric sanatorium, and finally, he beat Chen Yuhao until he was completely disabled.

Yang Bai is ruthless.

"Hmm, facial fractures, a penetrating wound to the right lung, a penetrating wound to the liver, a penetrating wound to the kidney."

"Wait, the shape of these wounds—Yang Bai, you actually brought a weapon into my grandfather's birthday party."

With just one glance, Gu Sichao had identified all the injuries on Gu Siqian's body and also recognized the weapon capable of creating such wounds.

Yang Bai smiled slightly and said nonchalantly, "Don't worry about those details. By the way, do you have any perfume? Lend me some to spray; [Raphael Blues] would be best."

Returning to the banquet hall.

Zhou Qingyu walked up, looked at Yang Bai suspiciously, smelled the scent on him, and immediately frowned.

"Yang Bai, did you kill someone?" Zhou Qingyu asked.

Three black lines appeared on Yang Bai's forehead, and he said, speechless, "What are you saying? Murder is illegal."

"Forget it, my parents are here; I'll take you to see them."

Zhou Qingyu didn't dwell on it, took Yang Bai's arm, and pulled him forward.

Soon, Yang Bai saw an extremely conspicuous presence in the crowd.

"Daddy!"

Zhou Qingyu let go of Yang Bai, walked to Zhou Zheli's side, took his arm, and called out affectionately.

A pure black suit, a large gold watch, crocodile leather shoes, wearing a wool trench coat, with a white fox fur scarf around his neck, plus a clean, slicked-back hairstyle just like Yang Bai's.

The originally gentle, refined, and scholarly Zhou Zheli was now only one cigar away from looking like a gangster superstar.

"Sigh, my little princess."

Zhou Zheli put down the wine glass in his hand, patted her head dotingly, then looked up and met Yang Bai's eyes.

Zhou Zheli gave a wry smile, and Yang Bai also shook his head helplessly.

A tall, elegant lady whose face was thirty percent similar to Zhou Qingyu's walked over, looked Yang Bai up and down, and nodded with satisfaction.

"You must be Yang Bai, right? Not bad. Looking at you like this, you are indeed a young talent. My name is Huai Li, and I am Zhou Qingyu's mother."

"Hello, Uncle."

"Hello, Auntie."

Facing the two elders, Yang Bai bowed and said politely.

"Yang Bai, congratulations on obtaining the title of rookie king. Your performance in the God War arena was very good, and your kin are as excellent as you."

Huai Li nodded, praising Yang Bai.

But then, her tone shifted, and she said coldly, "But being excellent isn't enough. The man who can be a match for Zhou Qingyu must be a monstrous genius. Yang Bai, as you are now, you are not qualified."

Hearing this, Yang Bai was also stunned, not yet having reacted.

Meanwhile, Zhou Zheli and Zhou Qingyu covered their faces, their expressions as awkward as could be.

Huai Li took two steps forward, and a thunderous sense of oppression rushed towards him.

Huai Li said with a serious expression, "Yang Bai, I won't waste time with small talk. Do you have a plan for your future? When do you intend to promote to Tier 1? How do you plan to obtain the star coins for cultivation?"

At this moment, Yang Bai also thought of Huai Li's identity.

Huai Li, the head of the [Longyan Martial Arts Hall] in Linchuan City, the strongest martial arts hall in the Longyan Xia Kingdom, an extremely strong-willed and independent career woman.

Ge Weidong's wife, Tang Hongyan, the principal of Linchuan No. 4 Middle School, was a member of the [Longyan Martial Arts Hall] and also a disciple of Huai Li; her personality was exactly the same as Huai Li's.

At the same time, Zhou Qingyu was behind them, pressing her hands together, smiling, and sticking out her tongue.

Yang Bai was startled for a moment, then said seriously, "I have a clear plan for my future; please don't worry about that. After tonight, I intend to go into bitter seclusion, and in about a month, I will be able to break through to Tier 1."

"As for making money, that is a secret."

Hearing that Yang Bai was going into bitter seclusion, Huai Li nodded, then walked around Yang Bai, poked his muscles, and her expression softened slightly.

Huai Li crossed her arms and said seriously, "You are still very weak right now. Your Qi sensation is insufficient, your muscles are too small, and while your combat techniques are not bad, it's a pity they aren't mature enough."

"How about this: come to the [Longyan Martial Arts Hall] tomorrow. I will train you for two months first, and then you can go into seclusion to promote."

Hearing this, before Yang Bai could react, Zhou Zheli immediately revealed a smile as brilliant as a chrysanthemum.

Yang Bai recognized that smile; Teacher Ge Weidong had worn the same expression when he heard that Tang Hongyan would be away on a business trip for a week.

Zhou Qingyu hugged Huai Li from behind and said indignantly, "No, Mommy, that's two whole months! You're trying to train Yang Bai to death, aren't you?"

Huai Li didn't speak, just looked at Yang Bai with an inquiring gaze, signaling him to make his own decision.

Yang Bai sighed and said helplessly, "Auntie, I can understand your good intentions, but I'm sorry, I refuse."

"The reason is simple: I don't have time."

If it were before, Yang Bai would not have hesitated in the slightest regarding Huai Li's invitation.

After all, she was the strongest, most expensive, and most skilled martial arts coach in Linchuan City; to have her provide free guidance for two months meant it would be hard not to become stronger.

Furthermore, the disciples under Huai Li were all either rich or noble; establishing a master-disciple relationship with them would definitely broaden his connections.

Although Huai Li spoke sternly and had a strong attitude, she truly had the intention of cultivating Yang Bai, and Yang Bai had also sensed Huai Li's intentions.

It was a pity, however, that there was not enough time.

There was less than three months left until Yang Bai had to report to Jinghai University.

Yang Bai needed to spend a month raising his Deity level to 10, and after that, he had to expand the White Jade Capital Cultivators army, and then properly "explore" the Star Sea World.