C7 I'll Give You a Chance!

Previously, Boss Ma had bluntly told Chiang Yuexin to "scram."

As a result, she was now barred from even setting foot in Wanfu Restaurant. Still, she wasn't willing to miss the chance to sing at the Qixi Festival, leaving her no choice but to swallow her pride and ask Qin Feng for help.

"We're not close," Qin Feng stated.

"What?"

Chiang Yuexin's face fell. Had she overestimated her own importance? Boss Ma had treated someone on an electric scooter with such deference, likely out of politeness, not familiarity.

Damn it!

All that wasted effort apologizing to him!

"Goodbye!"

She spun on her heel to leave.

But as she did, she overheard Qin Feng add, "Though, Boss Ma did propose we become sworn brothers."

"What?!"

Stunned, Chiang Yuexin quickly plastered on a smile. "Qin Feng, come on, we go way back as old classmates..."

"I found him too old for my taste. I declined," Qin Feng interjected.

"..."

Her expression chilled once more.

"So, he wanted to acknowledge me as his elder brother," Qin Feng continued.

"..."

Chiang Yuexin's face went through another transformation. She leaned into Qin Feng, rubbing his arm seductively, "Qin Feng..."

"But I didn't agree to that either."

Qin Feng finished.

Pfft!

Chiang Yuexin felt like she could spit blood.

The esteemed Boss Ma of Wanfu Restaurant wanted to be his elder brother, and he refused?

Was he out of his mind?

Hold on...

Boss Ma wanted this guy as a big brother?

Then she caught the teasing smirk on Qin Feng's lips and realized she'd been played. Her expression turned icy.

"You jerk, playing me for a fool! How could I have been so blind to think you, of all people, would be chummy with Boss Ma? Get lost, as far as you can!"

Watching her flustered exit, Qin Feng couldn't help but burst into laughter before saying, "By the way, why were you at Wanfu Restaurant? Give me a good reason, and maybe I'll help you out."

Chiang Yuexin hesitated but then stopped in her tracks.

After a moment of internal debate, she decided to try her luck and shared her goal with him.

"Just put in a good word with Boss Ma for me, and I'll pay you 20,000 yuan. How's that? That's like a year's salary for you!"

"No, I don't need the money," Qin Feng chuckled.

He had over two hundred million yuan; what was 20,000 to him?

"Then you..."

Chiang Yuexin's face shifted, and she clutched her chest, "You wouldn't dare... You're shameless, vile!"

"I never said that. You're the one suggesting it," Qin Feng replied, clearly embarrassed.

"Fine!" Chiang Yuexin snapped, "If you help me, I'll cut you a deal."

"..."

Qin Feng was bewildered.

He had no such intentions, but Chiang Yuexin had jumped to conclusions...

"Hey!"

Chiang Yuexin shot him a warning look, "Don't give me that look. I still have my dignity! I've realized that to climb the ladder, I need to make sacrifices. So, are you going to help me or not?"

It was a harsh reality.

She had been prepared to offer herself to someone like Boss Ma, but now that she couldn't even get through the doors of Wanfu Restaurant, she was willing to let Qin Feng benefit instead.

Seeing her resolve, Qin Feng was at a loss for words but finally relented, "Alright, alright, I'll make the call."

He quickly dialed Wai Yunxiang's number, briefly explained the situation, and then assured Chiang Yuexin, "Done. You can go in and discuss it now."

"Really?"

Joy lit up Chiang Yuexin's face.

Sure enough.

Soon after, the manager who had conducted the interviews called her, inviting her to Wanfu Restaurant for a detailed discussion.

Chiang Yuexin was elated and made her way there, thinking to herself,

Hmph!

Once I've performed at the Qixi Festival and mingled with the wealthy elite, will I let you have your way? A toad wearing street-market shoes and riding an electric scooter doesn't deserve swan meat.

Keep dreaming!

Qin Feng's reason for helping her was simple: he wanted her to perform for his wife on Qixi night.

He had no choice; his wife was her fan, and coincidentally, Qixi also marked his wife's birthday.

Three years had passed.

He had lived unremarkably for three years, but now that he had awakened from his slumber, he was determined to give his wife a birthday banquet the whole world would envy.

Speaking of birthdays...

Qin Feng mused, "I need to think of a birthday gift..."

Just then.

A black Land Rover pulled up beside him.

Five or six individuals clad in Taekwondo outfits jumped out and encircled Qin Feng.

Leading them was Yang Junchao, who sneered, "Qin Feng, we meet again. Today's the day I finish you off! Boys, get him! Break an arm, and it's 100,000 yuan; a leg, 200,000 yuan!"

Qin Feng's eyebrows shot up.

He had already called Old Fu, instructing him to beg on the streets. Wasn't that settled yet?

If that was the case...

It was time to end this quickly.

Bang!

Bang!

...

Seconds later, the five or six men were sprawled out on the ground, writhing and howling in agony.

Qin Feng approached Yang Junchao, who was shaking with fear, clearly not expecting such ferocity from the young man.

"You, if you dare touch me again, watch out, I'll... I'll kill you..."

"Hehe."

Qin Feng let out a scornful chuckle, grabbing Yang's hair, ready to slam his head against the Land Rover.

Yang's legs turned to jelly, and in desperation, he blurted out his backup plan, "Wait! Mr. Feng, I can help your wife out of her company's crisis!"

"Better worry about yourself!"

With a thud, Qin Feng's hand sent Yang's head crashing against the Land Rover.

Tears welled up in Yang's eyes as he stammered, "Bro, that's not what I meant. There's a Martial Arts Challenge happening right now at Yu Tong Stadium, and the prize is the 'Heart of Blue Sea' necklace, worth 20 million yuan. With your skills, you'd easily win it!"

The Heart of the Blue Sea?

Qin Feng was taken aback.

He had heard of this necklace; made from uniquely rare gemstones, there were only five in the entire world, crafted by the hands of Master Wills himself.

And who was Master Wills?

Any piece from him started in the millions, marking him as one of the world's most renowned jewelry designers.

Qin Feng knew of it because his wife had once been captivated by it while browsing a jewelry magazine. She had dreamed of owning it, even murmuring about it in her sleep...

"The Heart of the Blue Sea, a symbol of pure and everlasting love, makes an exquisite birthday gift," Qin Feng mused.

Spotting Qin Feng's hesitation, Yang Junchao's lips curled into a sly grin. He quickly got to his feet, saying, "Bro, let's go. I'll take you there!"

On the way, Yang was bursting with excitement.

His coach, a three-time National Taekwondo Champion, had organized the Challenge to build his reputation and attract students.

Anyone from Judo, Karate, to Boxing could step up to the challenge—no points, no rules, just fight until surrender.

The event had drawn martial arts enthusiasts from all over Lake City.

Yang had invited Qin Feng with ulterior motives. He had tipped off his coach to fight Qin Feng ruthlessly, hoping for an injury that would leave him crippled.

Secondly, he aimed to humiliate Qin Feng publicly.

That way...

Even if Hsu Yunxiao objected, the Hsu family would likely expel Qin Feng to save face.

What a perfect plan!

Soon, they arrived at Yutong Sports Center, buzzing with activity. Athletes in Judo, Boxing, and Sanda attire from various clubs were present.

The competition was in full swing.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang from the stage as Coach Fang launched into the air, his foot connecting with the chin of a three-hundred-pound judo contestant. Following up with a 360-degree spin kick, he sent the heavyweight crashing to the mat.

The crowd erupted into a thunderous wave of applause and cheers.

"Unbelievable!"

Yang Junchao's eyes sparkled with excitement and admiration. "He took down that three-hundred-pound giant with such ease!"

"Is that him?!"

Qin Feng's eyebrows lifted as he recognized the man on stage.

Fang Youcai.

Years ago, Fang had come to Dragon Tiger Village to study martial arts but was turned away. Qin Feng, seeing his dedication, had taught him a few moves, which had been a revelation to Fang, who had since called Qin Feng his master.

Qin Feng hadn't expected that Fang would have taken up Taekwondo in the years since.

Seeing Qin Feng's frown, Yang mistook it for fear and said with feigned encouragement, "Bro, don't worry. He may be strong, but I have faith in you!"

"Strong? He's all flash and no substance," Qin Feng replied coolly.

"..."

Damn it!

What was he playing at?

Yang Junchao was itching to throttle him.

But he worried that Qin Feng might back out of the challenge out of fear, so he held back his anger.

Hmph!

Let's see if you can keep up this act when you're the one crying later!