Chapter 035: You Can Give It a Try

On the outskirts of Jinghua City, Baiyun Villa.
“Master, Luowen hasn’t returned yet,” said an elderly man dressed as a butler, bowing respectfully in front of Murong Tianhe, the head of the Murong family.
Murong Tianhe’s expression darkened. “Luowen is a second-tier martial warrior—already considered an expert in this world of supernatural abilities. If he hasn’t returned by now, something must have gone wrong.”
His brows furrowed tightly. “It seems Zi’er’s matter is definitely related to this Chen Xiao. Investigate—we must find out who this Chen Xiao really is.”
“Master, we’ve already checked,” the butler replied, his face also grim. “But all information about Chen Xiao is encrypted and classified as a national S-level secret. We don’t have the authority to investigate it.”
Hearing this, Murong Tianhe was stunned. He stood up abruptly from the sofa. “A national S-level secret? Who is this man?” His voice trembled. Those protected by national S-level secrets were someone the Murong family absolutely couldn’t afford to provoke. How powerful this country really was, Murong Tianhe knew all too well.
“Better not mess with this Chen Xiao from now on,” Murong Tianhe said, shaking his head. He had decided to swallow this grievance.
Compared to the rise and fall of his family, his daughter’s humiliation seemed insignificant.
…
At 9 a.m., five unremarkable Volvo S60 cars slowly drove out of an office building in the heart of Jinghua City.
Chen Xiao sat in the passenger seat of one of the cars, listening to Yu Ye Xiaochen, the driver, talk about some things related to the Soul of China.
“Do I really not need to worry about the Murong family anymore?” Chen Xiao asked, still uneasy.
“Of course not,” Yu Ye Xiaochen replied with a smile. “You’re now under the protection of a national S-level secret. A tiny family like the Murongs is nothing worth paying attention to.”
Hearing this, Chen Xiao finally felt at ease. Then, he thought of the golden bank card he had left in the Main God Space, and his heart burned with excitement. One hundred thousand Chinese yuan—he never imagined such money would already belong to him.
“I’ll go home during the May Day holiday and ensure Grandpa lives a good life,” Chen Xiao resolved in his heart.
“Here, take this,” Yu Ye Xiaochen suddenly took out an old-style phone with a black-and-white screen from his pocket.
“What’s this…?” Chen Xiao took it and found its appearance even worse than his own second-hand phone.
“This is our communication tool from now on—a specially made satellite phone by the Soul of China. It has dedicated service satellites, so there’s no risk of messages being stolen,” Yu Ye Xiaochen explained.
Chen Xiao nodded and put the phone in his pocket.
Soon, the five Volvo cars stopped in front of a quaint and elegant restaurant named “Mo Xiao Ge”.
“This is it. Although this restaurant isn’t very famous, its dishes are quite distinctive,” Yu Ye Xiaochen said to Chen Xiao with a smile.
Chen Xiao nodded and got out of the car.

Soon, the six members of the Xuan Group entered Mo Xiao Ge. Chen Xiao looked around and found that it seemed to be an antique-style restaurant, with wooden tables and chairs. The small hall on the first floor had each table separated by screens, giving it a fresh and elegant atmosphere. Since it wasn’t meal time yet, no one was eating there. As soon as Chen Xiao entered, he realized he liked it here. “This place is at least better than that Liu Yun Hotel,” he thought to himself. “Hey, Brother Xiao Chen, you’re here again! Oh, and you’ve brought a new friend.” Behind the counter, the boss, who was clicking away at the abacus, saw Yu Ye Xiao Chen and the others and greeted them in a standard Beijing accent, clearly already familiar with them. “Yeah,” said Yang Lin, whose bald head showed a smile. “Hehe, we’re here to welcome Brother Chen Xiao. Well, boss, won’t you do something to show your appreciation?” As he spoke, Yang Lin’s eyebrows, almost orange-red, raised slightly. “Of course, I’ll show my appreciation. Hahaha,” the boss laughed. “I’ll treat you to a meal.” “If that’s the case, we won’t refuse,” Yu Ye Xiao Chen and the others said, clearly already on good terms with the boss and not declining his kindness. The five of them took Chen Xiao upstairs. The second floor of Mo Xiao Ge had its own charm, with various sized private rooms separated by translucent curtains. The six of them quickly sat down in one of the rooms. Since no one else was there, the curtains were left open. After ordering food and drinks, they sat down and started talking. Soon, the food and drinks arrived. Cheng Dong grabbed a bottle of liquor and, to Chen Xiao’s surprise, drank at least one jin of it in one gulp. “Great!” Cheng Dong sighed softly. “It’s a shame this liquor is only available here at Mo Xiao Ge; I can only come here to drink it.” “Ignore him; he’s just that fond of alcohol,” Nan Gong Qing Yu said, smiling at Chen Xiao’s stunned expression. “Come on, Brother Chen Xiao, I’ll toast you with a bottle!” Cheng Dong picked up another bottle, opened it, and said to Chen Xiao. “I’ll toast you too!” Yang Lin, finding it amusing, also picked up a bottle… of cola, and said to Chen Xiao. Chen Xiao blinked, then picked up a bowl of soup from the table and said, “Alright, let’s finish this bottle!” With that, he gulped down the bowl of soup. The other five were speechless. But just then, another group—no, two groups, about twenty people—came up from downstairs. Since the curtain in their private room wasn’t drawn, they immediately saw Chen Xiao and the others. “Oh? Boss, there are beautiful women here,” one of them noticed Nan Gong Qing Yu sitting in the room. “Not bad, that girl. Come over and drink with us,” said the leader of one of the groups, staggering toward Chen Xiao and the others. Chen Xiao glanced up slightly and noticed that Yu Ye Xiao Chen and the others didn’t seem upset; they continued eating and drinking as usual.

“Qingyu, how many times have I told you to change your appearance when going out? Have you caused trouble again?” Yang Lin said to Nan Gong Qingyu with a smile.
“What can I do?” Nan Gong Qingyu shrugged helplessly. “Ah, handsome guys, who among you will be my bodyguard this time? Can you really stand by and watch a young girl like me get bullied by a bunch of hulking men?” With that, she put on a pitiful expression.
Chen Xiao was speechless. It seemed these guys weren’t facing such situations for the first time and had long become indifferent.
“Bullied at will? You alone could probably take on a hundred of those guys,” Chen Xiao thought to himself.
“I’ll do it,” Chen Xiao said, shaking his head, standing up from his seat, and leaving the private room. He had just joined Soul of China, so he had to show some initiative.
By then, their conversation had already been overheard by the two groups of men. In an instant, they all gathered around.
“You kids really don’t know how to behave. Just come and drink with your big brother, that’s all,” said the leading man as he rubbed the back of his neck, wearing a bright smile.
“You little brat trying to be a hero? Don’t get yourself killed,” the other group laughed heartily.
“I wonder which gang you guys belong to?” Chen Xiao stepped forward and bowed slightly.
“Oh, you even know which gang?” The man smiled brightly, but the next moment, his right hand suddenly swung at Chen Xiao’s face. “That’s for trying to be a hero! I hate people like you the most!”
Chen Xiao’s expression turned cold. He instantly grabbed the man’s wrist.
Bang!
Fueled by anger, Chen Xiao punched the man hard in the nose.
“Daring to be so arrogant on my Blood Dragon Hall’s territory?” Before anyone could react, Chen Xiao delivered another kick to the man’s groin.
“Ahh!” The man screamed in pain, his eyes rolling back as he fainted. Given Chen Xiao’s strength, that merciless kick likely destroyed the man’s genitals.
“Boss!” His subordinates were terrified.
“Kill him! I’ll take responsibility if he dies!” one of them shouted.
Bang!
Chen Xiao took out a blood-red token and slammed it on an empty table.
“You can give it a try.”