Chapter 199 - 105: My Filial Piety, Super Doubled

Chapter 199: Chapter 105: My Filial Piety, Super Doubled

"You son of a..."

"Let’s keep business and personal matters separate. If you asked me to go through fire and water for you, I wouldn’t even blink. But if you try to steal my seat? No way!"

"Goddammit!"

Zhao Ci cursed under his breath and kicked him in the ass.

Yang Mo sullenly stood up, ready to give up his seat.

But Zhao Ci pushed him back down. "Business is business, personal is personal. You two are off duty today, no need to give me your seat."

Yang Mo: "..."

He lowered his gaze, took a few deep breaths, said, "Alright," and sat back down.

Zhu Li coveted Yang Mo’s seat but was too embarrassed to snatch it. Seeing the comfortable expressions of the people in the front row waiting for the matches to start, she was practically green with envy.

Even though she had no business here today, she still wanted to watch the experts fight!

"Boss, can’t you find us a seat? I don’t want to stand..."

"I don’t fucking want to stand either!"

"This is all your fault. We might have had some face before, but now they all think you’re the reason they got diarrhea, so they didn’t even save us any seats."

"Zhu Li! I’ll repeat myself one more time: their diarrhea has absolutely nothing to do with me."

"You, I... Anyway, there must be a reason why we’re so unpopular!"

’Although her gut told her it was definitely related. After all, this latest bout of diarrhea was just too similar to what happened to Zhao Yong those two times.’

Luckily, every mansion’s Martial Arts Arena had latrines right next to it. Otherwise, things really would have ended badly.

Forget about reserved seats.

They were lucky to even be allowed into the mansion.

The two stared at each other, at a loss.

Zhu Li wanted to blame Zhao Ci, but she was afraid he would guilt-trip her.

"Bullshit!"

’If I can’t even get us a couple of seats,’ Zhao Ci schemed, ’my brilliant image in this little Mansion Official’s eyes will surely be tarnished.’

He steeled himself. "My social skills are the best in the world!"

Zhu Li’s face soured. "Really? I don’t believe you!"

"You don’t believe me? I’ll prove it to you!"

Zhao Ci grabbed her arm and marched straight toward the high platform. It was the best spot for watching the fights, but usually, only the host family could sit there.

He was going to rely on his "robust" social skills to brute-force his way into two premium viewing seats.

He composed himself.

Took a deep breath.

And shouted with overflowing emotion, "Cousin! Your little brother is here to watch the mansion competition with you!"

On the high platform.

A tall young woman, with a face that was both pure and alluring, was chatting and laughing with several others from Prince Lie’s Mansion.

Hearing Zhao Ci’s voice, she snapped her head up.

Seeing Zhao Ci about to force his way over, her beautiful face instantly paled with fright.

Her voice turned shrill. "Don’t you fucking come near me!"

Zhao Ci: "..."

The young woman before him was his cousin, Xiang Zeren, the only daughter of Xiang Yunzhan.

He didn’t get it.

’When they’d crossed paths before, they could chat and laugh. Why was she giving him the cold shoulder all of a sudden?’

Meanwhile, the others from Prince Lie’s Mansion also turned pale when they saw Zhao Ci approaching.

Subconsciously.

They all clenched their glutes in unison.

Terrified that something unpleasant was about to happen.

The Heir of King Lie, Zhao Qian, lost all his composure. His voice trembling, he said, "Tenth Prince! I’ll have someone prepare two prime seats for you down below right away. It’s better if you don’t come up here."

Zhao Ci lowered his head. "See? I’m still very popular."

Zhu Li was confused. "I don’t get it."

Zhao Ci ruffled her hair and spouted some nonsense, "The Great Yu People love to compromise. If you say a room is too dark and you want to open a window, no one will allow it. But if you propose tearing off the roof, they’ll agree to open the window."

A spark of wisdom flashed in Zhu Li’s eyes. "It’s a bit profound, but I think I sort of get it. You really do have a few tricks up your sleeve."

Zhao Ci pursed his lips. "Of course. How could I be your boss otherwise?"

Zhao Qian: "..."

Xiang Zeren: "..."

Everyone else: "..."