Chapter Sixty: I Am Jiang the Boss’s Loyal Dog

Jiang Yu stood up without expression. If it were only the matter between Xu Yuan and Han Chen, he could easily turn a blind eye. He could meddle in the affairs of his friends and family, but not in those of the world at large. The lives and deaths of others—what concern were they to him? Take Han Chen and Xu Yuan, for example: if they died before him, he wouldn't so much as furrow his brow.

But that damned Fat Liu had to provoke Gu Feifei.

"Kid, what did you just say?"

Liu Hanfeng narrowed his eyes, a dangerous gleam flickering within. Always accustomed to flattery, he could not tolerate the slightest indignity. Even the Xu Yuan before him, who dared slap him, wouldn't have the nerve to utter a word.

Jiang Yu replied calmly, "I don't like repeating myself."

Han Chen and Xu Yuan exchanged surprised glances at Jiang Yu. Did this boy even realize the situation he was in?

Thinking it over, Han Chen's lips curled upward. Last night, Sun Wanyue had mentioned that Jiang Yu was skilled in martial arts, seemingly a worldly fighter. This kid's temperament was stubborn, heedless of authority or consequence. Whether out of youthful arrogance or ignorance, Jiang Yu, in Han Chen's eyes, was steeped in pride—no matter who stood before him, no matter their status, he would never bow.

Perhaps it was best to exploit Jiang Yu's nature, to direct the fury toward him, and afterward rely on Liu Hanfeng's power to deal with Jiang Yu. Such was society: full of intrigue and deception. Jiang Yu had no idea that Han Chen, having lost even the ability to protect his own girlfriend, still had the mind to scheme against others.

"My hearing's not great. Say it again?"

Liu Hanfeng sneered viciously, reaching out to touch Gu Feifei's face. Her smooth, fair skin—who could resist wanting a taste?

He spoke as he reached, "The chairman of Liuyang Enterprises is here today. You should accompany us for drinks; it's your fortune. Think carefully. With just a word from the chairman, the recommended resources of Huating Entertainment could be tilted in your favor."

The chairman was here?

Du Yanran's heart skipped a beat. No wonder Liu Hanfeng was so insistent on their presence. He wanted them to accompany him, to bolster his prestige.

Under everyone's gaze, Liu Hanfeng's hand was about to touch Gu Feifei's cheek. They all wanted to see—would this boy really dare to cut off his hand?

Suddenly, a flash of green streaked through the air, blood splattered, a severed hand hit the floor, the cut as smooth as a mirror.

Everyone was stunned—he really dared...

The speed was so swift that Liu Hanfeng barely registered what had happened, staring dumbly at his severed wrist.

In an instant, the pain surged to his mind. "Kill him!"

Behind him, six burly men lunged at Jiang Yu amid cries of alarm.

"It seems I hardly need to fan the flames. Jiang Yu, your nature is indeed as expected. No matter who the opponent is, you'd never set aside your pride and yield. Next, let's see how Liu Hanfeng uses his formidable power to erase you from this world," Han Chen thought confidently.

He understood Jiang Yu's character thoroughly.

Holding Sun Wanyue close, Han Chen grinned, "Watch how this kid dies."

To behave with such arrogance on someone else's turf—

Sun Wanyue felt uneasy. No matter how strong Jiang Yu was, this world ultimately belonged not to martial artists. Last night, Han Chen's words had cleared her confusion: yes, even with great strength, before absolute power and authority, all must bow their heads.

Throughout history, only scholars ascended thrones and ruled nations. Never had there been an age where martial heroes held dominion over vast lands.

These bodyguards—were they all carrying knives?

Du Yanran's face turned pale as she watched the burly men, each gripping a gleaming dagger.

On the other side, Liu Hanfeng lay on the ground, crying out miserably, his fat body writhing like a maggot. One could tell how much pain he was in just by his screams. The surrounding guests soaking in the hot spring stared, dumbfounded.

Jiang Yu, with one hand behind his back, flicked his finger. A gust of force tore through the air as if the very void was being split. The nearest bodyguard flew backward, landing in the hot spring. As he tried to get up, he looked down in disbelief.

Suddenly, he screamed, spitting a mouthful of blood, feeling as if something inside his chest had exploded.

"My God, the boy Feifei brought is incredible!"

Du Yanran's mouth hung open. She had never seen anyone face six professionally trained bodyguards at once.

Han Chen's reaction was even more exaggerated. Though he had expected Jiang Yu to be formidable, witnessing firsthand how he slapped six bodyguards away like sandbags was so shocking he was left speechless for a long moment.

He couldn't help but wonder—what if that slap landed on him?

Liu Hanfeng was nearly scared out of his wits. Those six were top bodyguards handpicked from Blackwater Company, capable of taking on ten men alone. Now they were swatted away by a seemingly ordinary youth, as casually as one would swat flies.

"Hurry, call the chairman! Someone's causing trouble!"

Liu Hanfeng shouted.

...

In a small villa at Tengshan Hot Spring Resort,

Young Master Liu gesticulated wildly, saliva flying, full of excitement.

Chairman Liu Huai'an of Liuyang Enterprises looked helpless. Ever since his son returned from a trip, he'd seemed like a different person, endlessly boasting to anyone who would listen about witnessing a duel between immortals.

His descriptions were earth-shattering, magnificent—almost like scenes from a movie. Most people assumed Young Master Liu was exaggerating, perhaps inspired by some film.

Liu Huai'an smiled, "Yiyang, are you out of your mind? How could there be such powerful people in the world? There are some martial artists who can split stone and metal, but not as miraculous as you described—jumping from helicopters, swords like rainbows..."

Young Master Liu grew anxious. He'd been bragging for ages, but his father didn't believe a word. He turned to another imposing man nearby, "Uncle Zhou, weren't you there that day? Say something!"

This was Zhou Xu of Huaizhou, who had visited Jiang Yu before.

He straightened, his expression solemn. "Old Liu, your son speaks the truth. If I hadn't gone to Liusha Town myself this time, I wouldn't have believed it either. Master Jiang's prowess is like that of a living immortal. Even Shen Huai'an, a half-step grandmaster, was slain by his sword. The sword's radiance was overwhelming, like divine wrath. In my lifetime, I never imagined I would witness the might of a martial artist."

If these words came only from Young Master Liu, Liu Huai'an might not believe them. But with Zhou Xu, a man whose assets exceeded a billion, echoing the tale, his expression grew grave.

Liu Huai'an's heart raced. "Could it be that immortals truly exist in this world?"

Zhou Xu shook his head, then nodded. "Strictly speaking, those so-called living immortals are merely powerful martial artists. But their abilities border on the supernatural. Now, Master Jiang is the grandmaster overseeing two provinces, guarding the fortune of both. Countless wealthy and prominent figures revere him; to meet Master Jiang is like meeting a deity!"

Liu Huai'an shuddered inwardly. "The sovereign of two provinces, with the greats of four regions bowing in submission..."

Zhou Xu smiled wryly. "That day, I also caught a glimpse of Master Jiang's immortal visage—a youth of remarkable talent. Pity there were so many influential people present; even with my status, I could only stand at the very back."

Liu Huai'an nodded thoughtfully. "It seems I should pay a visit to this master myself."

Inside the room, the remaining people exchanged glances; they were all senior executives of Liuyang Enterprises.

Before anyone could speak, a bodyguard stumbled in, quickly reporting, "President Liu, someone's causing trouble at the hot springs."

Liu Huai'an froze, then his expression darkened in anger. "Who would dare cause trouble at my Tengshan Hot Springs? Don't they know this is my territory? Assemble a team of armed guards and come with me."

The bodyguard hesitated, then said, "We don't know who the troublemaker is, but we recognized three people: Du Yanran, Gu Feifei, and a second-rate male singer."

In the next moment, Young Master Liu collapsed into his chair, mouth agape.

"Didn't Xia Qinghan say Gu Feifei left with Master Jiang?"

With that thought, under Liu Huai'an's bewildered gaze, Young Master Liu bolted outside, panic and excitement mingling in his eyes.

Meanwhile, Jiang Yu stood beside Gu Feifei, hands clasped behind his back, expression impassive.

It's over... it's over...

Du Yanran, Xu Yuan, and the others looked ashen. The situation had escalated to a point beyond reconciliation.

Liu Hanfeng had lost a hand to that boy.

Han Chen gloated, "Jiang Yu, this has blown up. Let's see how you handle the wrath of Liuyang Enterprises. These aren't ordinary businessmen—killing is second nature to them."

You severed their hand; now they'll take your life.

A group of bodyguards surged forward, brandishing all sorts of weapons.

"Everyone, this has nothing to do with us. It's that kid—he acted alone. We're not involved," Xu Yuan cried, desperate to distance himself from Jiang Yu. They were mere acquaintances, not even friends. Du Yanran's face shifted; everyone knew that boy had saved her, yet now they wanted to sever ties—too much.

But when it came to personal safety and future prospects, she knew all too well what choice to make.

"I can testify—it was him alone from start to finish. We're not involved," Du Yanran whispered.

Just then, a figure pushed through the bodyguards in panic—it was Young Master Liu.

Xu Yuan brightened, eager to speak, but was shoved aside.

Young Master Liu strode up to Jiang Yu, and without hesitation, knelt before him, emotionally exclaiming, "Boss Jiang, I've finally met you again!"

Everyone on site was left blank with shock.

Xu Yuan trembled, "Young Master Liu, you... you... what is this?"

Young Master Liu glanced at Xu Yuan, curious, "Why are you here? Me? I'm Boss Jiang's loyal follower."