Chapter 45
Chapter 45: The Right Medicine for the Sickness
The person in charge of the Great Fighting Soul Arena was utterly speechless. He hadn't expected the second young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family to be so love-obsessed.
'For heaven's sake, you've been beaten up countless times. If not for our healing soul saints, you'd likely have died from your injuries, suffered brain damage, or even become an idiot by now.'
He couldn't help but sigh inwardly. 'All we're asking is for you to leave Soto City and the Great Fighting Soul Arena for your own good, so you don't keep risking your life.'
Yet, Yu Xiaogang remained ungrateful, adamantly defending the woman named Bibi Dong and even wanting to leave with her. To anyone unaware of the situation, they might appear as inseparable lovebirds.
Realizing it was impossible to convince Yu Xiaogang to leave voluntarily, the arena manager decided it wasn't worth the trouble. Forcing him out could have severe repercussions. If Yu Xiaogang exaggerated the incident upon returning to the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family, it could spark unnecessary conflict.
The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family, proud and powerful, might interpret such actions as disrespect. This could strain relations between the family and the Great Fighting Soul Arena—a situation best avoided, given the arena's lack of a Titled Douluo to counterbalance the family's strength.
With that in mind, the person in charge decided to stop persuading Yu Xiaogang. Instead, he would ensure that whenever this fool got himself beaten up again, the arena would provide the necessary treatment.
However, he also planned to report the matter to the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family. By informing them of Yu Xiaogang's frequent injuries and the arena's efforts to heal him, the manager could express goodwill while making it clear that the arena bore no responsibility for his recklessness.
The message would be simple: "Your second young master comes here of his own accord. Though we've done our best to treat him, his safety is ultimately beyond our control. Any harm that befalls him is not our fault."
Having made up his mind, the manager turned and left without another word, intending to prepare the report immediately.
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As the door closed, Yu Xiaogang's anger slowly faded, replaced by a sinister determination.
"Damn it, what does the Great Fighting Soul Arena mean by this? Always trying to drive me away from Soto City and the arena…"
'He suddenly began to suspect foul play. Could it be that the detestable man who covets Miss Dong'er has struck a deal with the arena? Perhaps he bribed them to force me out, leaving Miss Dong'er vulnerable to his advances'.
The thought fueled Yu Xiaogang's paranoia. 'Hmph, that schemer underestimates the influence of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family. Even the mighty Great Fighting Soul Arena wouldn't dare offend us outright.'
His confidence swelled. 'As long as I refuse to leave, no one can make me. My family's power ensures my freedom. That despicable man will never succeed in his underhanded schemes.'
But as his anger subsided, a realization dawned: 'I don't even know my rival's name, background, or strength.'
Yu Xiaogang clenched his fists in frustration. 'To defeat my enemy, I must first understand him. How can I win Miss Dong'er's heart if I remain ignorant of my opponent?'
He resolved to uncover everything about the man he despised. At the same time, he would learn more about Bibi Dong—her likes, dislikes, and habits. Only then could he craft the perfect strategy to win her over.
With a newfound sense of purpose, Yu Xiaogang's sinister expression vanished, replaced by confidence. He finally had a plan to pursue Bibi Dong.
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Elsewhere, Zhao Ling was blissfully unaware of Yu Xiaogang's schemes. After watching Bibi Dong's afternoon match, he stood up, cradling Ah Yin in his arms, and turned to the Spirit Hall members.
"Let's go eat. I'm treating tonight," he announced with a grin.
Hearing this, the Spirit Hall members cheered and crowded around him. Having enjoyed Zhao Ling's frequent generosity, they had grown more familiar and comfortable with both him and Ah Yin.
"Boss Zhao is treating us again? How could we refuse?"
"Boss Zhao is incredible! Generous and heroic!"
"Boss Zhao, you're my idol. I'm sticking with you!"
As their voices overlapped, Ju Douluo stepped forward, his expression twitching slightly. He addressed Zhao Ling with a polite smile.
"Brother Zhao, this might not be a good idea. How can we keep letting you spend so much? Even if you've made a lot recently, you shouldn't be so extravagant."
Before Ju Douluo could finish, Bibi Dong interrupted, her tone equally concerned.
"That's right, Brother Zhao. You've earned this money through your skills. We can't just keep eating and drinking at your expense."
But Zhao Ling waved his hand dismissively.
"It's no big deal. Money comes and goes. I only started with 300 gold soul coins, and thanks to betting on Miss Dong'er, I've turned it into 300,000!
Miss Dong'er is my lucky star. Treating you all to a meal is the least I can do. Who cares what others might say?"
Ah Yin, still nestled in his arms, nodded in agreement. Her gentle voice carried an underlying message as she emphasized certain words.
"Sister Dong'er, Brother Ling is right. If you hadn't performed so well, Brother Ling wouldn't have made so much money. Without you, it would have been impossible for *us* to invite everyone to celebrate."
The word *"us"* caught Bibi Dong's attention. In her eyes, Ah Yin was subtly asserting her claim over Zhao Ling.
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