C7 Could You Lend Me 10,000 Yuan?

Thick smoke shrouded the area where Wild Wolf was concealed, rendering even the extraordinary vision of the Ability Users useless in the dense fog. A faint, weakened breath emanated from within the haze, causing their hearts to skip a beat in alarm. Could their leader have been bested?

Wild Wolf, the formidable boss of No.98 in Hancheng, was renowned among the A-class Ability Users across Jiangnan and the entirety of Hua Xia. To be ranked among the elite was no small feat. Yet, there he was, seemingly defeated by a mere youth with a single punch—a reality that sent waves of disbelief through the onlookers. If Wild Wolf had indeed fallen, the reputation of No.98 would suffer a significant blow, all at the hands of a young upstart.

As the dust and smoke began to dissipate, the scene within slowly came into view for the stunned Ability Users of No.98. Their leader, Wild Wolf, was visibly wounded, blood flowing from his body as if struck by artillery. A deep fist imprint was etched into his chest, from which blood gushed forth. The scent of blood permeated the air, thick and unyielding.

Wild Wolf was half-kneeling on the ground, propping himself up with sheer willpower. Without the strength to rise after Yang Chen's devastating blow, he gasped for air, sweat beading on his forehead. Fear was evident in his eyes—a rare sight for someone of his military background in Hua Xia, where fear was seldom seen, even when facing the might of an S-grade Ability User. But with Yang Chen, Wild Wolf sensed a merciful restraint that could have meant the difference between life and death.

"How can this be? How could our boss be defeated by a mere kid?" an Ability User in the stands murmured in shock, his eyes wide with disbelief. Questions and speculation buzzed through the crowd, with some even departing to investigate Yang Chen's background. This unexpected force, unknown to No.98, posed a potential threat to Hua Xia—a ticking time bomb that demanded attention.

Yang Chen stood his ground, his gaze fixed on Wild Wolf, a flicker of astonishment in his eyes. Was his strength truly that formidable? Could the system's level be an accurate reflection of his standing on Earth? If so, the possibilities were endless.

His reverie was cut short by a cold, mechanical voice: "Ding! For defeating an A-grade Ability User, you are awarded one A-grade Spiritual Qi Irrigation." Yang Chen, momentarily puzzled, decided to put his questions aside. "Never mind that for now. I'll look into it tonight. Time to focus on the task at hand."

Driven by a deep-seated need for wealth and status, Yang Chen was determined to ascend the ranks of No.98. The quickest path to what he desired was through its leadership—and Wild Wolf, the head of No.98 in Hancheng, was his gateway to the upper echelons.

Approaching the injured leader, Yang Chen spoke with a calm authority. "Now, do you see the proof?"

Wild Wolf, struggling to lift his head, met the gaze of the young man before him. After a moment of disorientation, he let out a heavy internal sigh. "You've won. But could you allow me time to heal before I introduce you to the head of Jiangnan? Just one day."

He hurriedly added the last part, sensing Yang Chen's impatience. Wild Wolf wasn't showing weakness; rather, he recognized the gravity of facing someone who might be a Grandmaster. Such individuals were exceedingly rare in Hua Xia, and their presence was not to be taken lightly.

Yang Chen's brow furrowed but quickly smoothed out. One day was a small price to pay. With no pressing matters, he could afford to indulge in a day's rest—it was hardly a waste of time.

"Alright then," Wild Wolf said, a hint of ease washing over his features.

Thank goodness this guy was reasonable. Encountering a tough nut could have meant his injuries dragging on, potentially leaving lingering issues that might hinder his advancement to S-level.

"I'll report to the Jiangnan chief shortly. Would you prefer to rest here for the day, or...?" Wild Wolf rose to his feet, his voice trailing off uncertainly.

Yang Chen gestured dismissively. "No, I think I'll head home. I'm just not comfortable staying here."

After a brief pause, Wild Wolf responded, "Alright, head on back. I'll come to fetch you myself the day after tomorrow. Then, I'll take you to meet our No. 98, the Jiangnan chief."

Yang Chen nodded, ready to depart.

But as he turned to leave, he halted abruptly, turning back with a sheepish look. He scratched his head and sheepishly addressed Wild Wolf.

"Uh... would it be possible to borrow ten thousand yuan?"