My Super Beautiful Lady Boss-Chapter 699 - 686: Mysterious Elder

Su Xuan had come to help at the opening ceremony of Datang Restaurant, only to find a group intent on causing trouble. He initially thought there were just over ten of them, but after a while, another group got off a vehicle behind them, each carrying a gasoline can, clearly planning to set Datang Restaurant on fire.

Being early did not compare to arriving at just the right moment, and it was Su Xuan who discovered the intentions of these villains.

"Hold on, what are you here for?"

Su Xuan knew their intentions were not good as they were carrying gasoline cans, so he stopped them.

The group noticed Su Xuan’s presence and also realized that the troublemakers who had arrived earlier were already captured by Su Xuan.

"Kid, are you looking for trouble?"

One man at the front glared at Su Xuan.

"Su Xuan, it’s you?" a person holding a gasoline can said, recognizing him from the time Su Xuan had worked at Wang Fangqian’s casino.

"I’m here helping a friend."

Clearly, Datang Restaurant belonged to a friend of Su Xuan.

"This is going to be difficult; we have no choice."

The man said weakly, knowing Su Xuan’s strength and not daring to act rashly.

"You should leave, I don’t want to make things difficult for you." Su Xuan said this because he knew one of them.

"What do you mean, leave? We’re already here, why should we be afraid of this kid? Attack!"

Since Su Xuan was several hundred meters away from the main event, the fighting here was unlikely to be seen.

"I’ve offended you!"

Su Xuan moved like lightning, agilely darting through the crowd. In ten seconds, he had subdued everyone except the person he knew.

"A bunch of weaklings, daring to cause trouble with such poor skills."

Su Xuan was somewhat disappointed, for since descending from Mount Everest, he had seldom found a worthy opponent, truly embodying the loneliness of Gudu Qiubai—life is as lonely as snow.

"Get lost and improve your Kung Fu before you show up again!" Su Xuan spoke displeasedly to them.

Soon, they scrambled into their vehicle and fled. It was fortunate that Su Xuan was there; otherwise, even the grand opening today would have been difficult to carry out.

Su Xuan thought that Wang Fangqian needed to be dealt with immediately, as Datang Restaurant would keep facing troubles. Since Wang Fangqian knew about Su Xuan’s association with Datang Restaurant, he would not easily give up. Su Xuan had already suppressed Wang Fangqian’s arrogance twice, deepening his hatred for Su Xuan.

Su Xuan had just dealt with these troublemakers when he suddenly received a call from his former supervisor at Wang Fangqian’s casino. His intentions were clear; he recognized Su Xuan’s talent and wanted to mediate, suggesting Su Xuan and Wang Fangqian bury the hatchet and make money together.

Su Xuan told him that was no longer possible, then hung up the phone to go and help Tang Sisi with the opening.

The opening went smoothly today, but Su Xuan still felt uneasy, knowing that if Wang Fangqian was not dealt with, he wouldn’t be able to sleep peacefully.

At that moment, Su Xuan received a call from Li Chengcheng, who started by calling him "brother-in-law": "Brother-in-law, where are you? I’m itching to go to the casino and gamble a bit, wanna join?"

Su Xuan could tell from his guts that Li Chengcheng was trying to cling to his coattails. On the phone, Su Xuan warned him, "I no longer work for Wang Fangqian, and I can’t look out for you if you roam around."

"Brother-in-law, what are you saying? I am now a model youth. I won’t gamble if you’re not there, and I was thinking of making some pocket money through you."

"Good to know."

Su Xuan hung up, feeling really frustrated with this brother-in-law, as Li Yuanyuan wanted Su Xuan to help him reform. Now, it seemed Li Chengcheng was just waiting to make money through Su Xuan, which was not a good trend.

The opening was a complete success. Tang Sisi and Tang Fengyun were very pleased, relieved that no mishaps had occurred. What they did not know was that there had been troublemakers, but Su Xuan had chased them off.

That afternoon, because some important local leaders had been invited to the ribbon-cutting, it had been recorded, and while watching the footage, Tang Sisi suddenly noticed Su Xuan’s presence in it, fighting someone hundreds of meters away from the ribbon-cutting scene.

Moved, Tang Sisi called Su Xuan over and nervously asked, pointing to the blurry images in the footage, "What exactly happened? Did someone cause trouble?"

"What if you know? I guess so."

Su Xuan admitted nonchalantly.

Tang Sisi sighed, "You are so foolish. What if they had knives or guns? You’re old enough to think about yourself."

"Are you showing concern for me?"

Su Xuan asked with a tilted head.

"In your dreams, who cares about you?"

Tang Sisi rolled her eyes at Su Xuan, which he found most endearing about her earnestness.

He had to go to work at Dasanyuan that afternoon and left early after eating, also using the time to plan how to deal with Wang Fangqian. It was opportune since Yun Zhonghu of Dasanyuan casino also wanted to counter Wang Fangqian; this would allow them to collaborate on strategy.

When Su Xuan left Datang Restaurant that day, the meal had been exceptionally delicious, cooked by Tang Fengyun himself, which made Su Xuan eat a little too much and feel indigestion. Since he had ample time, he decided to walk to Dasanyuan casino, enjoying the bright sunny day perfect for an outing.

Thus, Su Xuan walked leisurely along the tree-lined path, humming a song, imagining spending his old age walking like this with a partner, which he found especially beautiful—this was the real sunset glow.

When he reached a park, he suddenly noticed an old man practicing Fist, performing with great skill. Watching for a while, Su Xuan realized this was Xingyi Fist that he once practiced!

It was such a coincidence. How could there be someone here who knew Xingyi Fist, an art not commonly practiced? fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

So, Su Xuan walked up, stood behind the elderly man, but no sooner had he approached than the old man turned around and said, "Young man, you’ve been watching me for a while. Are you interested in the Fist technique I’m practicing?"

"Yes, I see you have the form and style down pat; it really takes me back."

Su Xuan spoke his heart.

Upon hearing this, the old man quickly stopped and listened. Su Xuan’s comment, which suggested his form looked practiced, carried a hint of condescension, though it was subtle. ’Is he nostalgic because he has practiced it too?’ the old man wondered.

"Young man, have you practiced this fist technique?"

"No, I haven’t practiced it."

Su Xuan immediately shook his head, his head bobbing like a rattle drum.

Ha! Seizing the moment while Su Xuan was distracted, the old man made the first move, and Su Xuan hurriedly dodged in response.

"Hahaha... you say you haven’t practiced, but your foundation betrays you. You thought you could fool me? No chance."

"Tell me, who is your master? Maybe we know each other, or perhaps he is my martial uncle."

The old gentleman looked quite spirited, feeling reassured to encounter someone in Huaxia Country who spread the art of Xingyi Fist.

"I should have no master, but I do have an older brother known as Military God; maybe you haven’t heard of him."

The old man indeed shook his head, unfamiliar with this Military God.

"Hey, young man, since you also practice fist techniques, how about we spar a little? It’s been a long time since I’ve found a worthy opponent."

The old man became very excited upon realizing Su Xuan knew fist techniques.

"That won’t do. If I hurt you, that would be bad."

"Ah, don’t be scared. I know you’re afraid of getting hurt. Don’t worry, I won’t use my full strength."

Speaking thus, the old man positioned himself to start a ’do-or-die’ match with Su Xuan. Su Xuan was genuinely worried about hurting him, yet, how could the old man think Su Xuan was afraid of losing?

Seeing no way to avoid the challenge, Su Xuan could only suppress his internal cultivation qi and rely solely on raw physical skills.

Su Xuan’s physical skills were also formidable, and ordinary people were no match for him.

"Be careful, I am about to make a move."

No sooner had the old man spoken than he suddenly attacked. Despite the suddenness, Su Xuan showed a look of panic because the old man’s speed was now five or six times what it had been before.

He was indeed a master. Su Xuan almost underestimated him, but fortunately, Su Xuan’s foundations were not far behind.

Bang bang bang! Su Xuan hard-blocked several of the old man’s moves, not expecting the old fellow’s bones to be so tough, leaving his wrists in pain.

The old man chuckled softly, saying in a low voice, "Surprised? This is the Iron Cloth Shirt, one of the martial arts essences of Huaxia Country."

Su Xuan couldn’t help but show respect. In this small city of Qiutian, there was a hardened fist master hidden away. Su Xuan now really wanted to unleash his internal cultivation qi, realizing the old man showed no signs of cultivation. Could he hide it as well?

"Young man, you have good skills. Keep refining them, and one day you may indeed become a grandmaster."

Listening to the old man’s well-put evaluation, Su Xuan internally disagreed. ’If I were to release my internal cultivation qi, probably no one could withstand even one of my palms.’

Finally, the old man stopped, keeping the sparring to a simple exchange of moves. Although neither Su Xuan nor the old man scored a win, this was the best outcome, being fair to both.

"Young man, what is your name?"

"What do you want?" Su Xuan asked, puzzled.

"I want to make friends with you. After all, you are the first person I’ve met in Qiutian City who practices Xingyi Fist. That’s fate, and it can’t be stopped."

"Fine, my name is Su Xuan."

"I am Ma Xingkong."

The old man extended his hand for a handshake, which surprised Su Xuan. The old man always had a warm smile on his face and an aura of authority about him. Su Xuan had a feeling that this man was no ordinary person.

"Whenever we’re free, we should spar again."

It seemed the old master hadn’t had his fill of fun for the day.

"Well, I still have to work," Su Xuan said, feigning difficulty.

"How about tonight then?" Su Xuan didn’t want to refuse the old man outright, always sensing his kind face and fearing that repeated refusals might hurt his feelings.

"Tonight?"

The old man thought for a moment and replied, "Sure, I’ll casually invite you to a gathering."

"What kind of gathering?"

Su Xuan was somewhat excited, wondering if it might be one of those grand parties filled with beautiful women. The thought sent a thrill through him.

"It’s a business gathering. You’re young, and it’ll be good for you to see some of the commercial tycoons of Qiutian City, get more exposure—it’s beneficial for young people."

"Okay, I’ll be there."

Su Xuan readily agreed.