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nChapter 56: An Existence That Cannot Be Provoked!

nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

n“You… I…”

nSu Wanqiu blushed and said, “You’re good, Little Luo. You even dare to tease Auntie. Aren’t you afraid that Qingmei will break your legs?”

nYang Luo said helplessly, “Why is it Auntie again? Aren’t you supposed to be Sister?”

n“Hmph, I’m not talking to you anymore!”

nSu Wanqiu snorted softly and turned her head away.

nAfter that, the auction continued.

nOne by one, the items were brought up and auctioned off.

nYang Luo was not interested in the rest of the items.

nOnly the 200-year-old ginseng that he brought up at the end attracted his attention slightly.

nHowever, while the 200-year-old ginseng was authentic, but because it was not well-preserved, the medicinal properties were greatly reduced.

nMost importantly, the price of this 200-year-old ginseng kept rising. In the end, Qiao Yongjie spent too million to bid for it.

nAfter Qiao Yongjie swiped his card, he flaunted to Yang Luo, “Kid, although this 200-year-old ginseng in my hand can’t compare to your Purple Dragon Root, its medicinal effect isn’t bad either. Are you envious?”

nYang Luo chuckled and said, “That’s right. I’m really envious of you. You can take out so much money to squander.

n“This 200-year-old ginseng in your hand is worth at most 20 to 30 million yuan because its medicinal effects have been reduced. However, you actually spent 100 million yuan to buy it. I’m impressed!”

nUpon hearing this, everyone present broke out in a cold sweat!

n“F*ck, fortunately, I stopped bidding in time. Otherwise, I would have been a fool!”

n“That’s right. I was about to continue bidding up till 150 million just now. Fortunately, I didn’t!”

nEveryone chimed in, rejoicing that they did not continue bidding.

nThey naturally believed Yang Luo’s words.

nSince this kid could spend three million to buy a top-grade medicinal herb, it meant that his eyesight in looking at herbs was very good.

nSince this kid had said so, there was no mistake.

nAt this moment, Qiao Yongjie was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, and his eyes were about to spew fire.

nHe had been reduced to being a sucker for the entire auction. He was simply taken for as a fool.

n“Brother Qiao, don’t listen to his nonsense. He’s deliberately angering you!”

nChen Rongrong glared at Yang Luo.

nYang Luo shrugged and said, “Yes, yes, yes. I’m indeed angry at him. It’s good that you can comfort yourselves like this.”

n“You…”

nChen Rongrong got so angry that her face turned red. She wished she could skin Yang Luo alive.

nQiao Yongjie took a deep breath and said, “Kid, just you wait!”

nWith that, he left the auction with Chen Rongrong and the others.

nSu Wanqiu frowned and said, “Qiao Yongjie and the rest will definitely be waiting for you at the door. They won’t let you off easily. I’d better call someone over quickly.”

n“There’s no need.”

nYang Luo shook his head and said, “Since they want to continue playing, let’s play with them.”

nAs he spoke, Yang Luo left the auction hall.

nSu Wanqiu thought about it and did not call for help for the time being. Instead, she planned to move based on the circumstances.

nShe was the Third Madam of the Su family. No matter how arrogant Qiao Yongjie and the others were, they probably wouldn’t dare to really attack her.

nAt this thought, she followed.

nHowever, before walking out of the clubhouse, Yang Luo took out his phone and sent a message to Hong Yunzhi, asking him to come over.

nHong Yunzhi was the leader of the Martial Alliance in Jiang City. He was the one who managed all the martial arts schools.

nSince Qiao Yongjie and the others were also from the martial arts school, so they were naturally under Hong Yunzhi’s control.

nJust as Yang Luo and Su Wanqiu walked out of the clubhouse, Qiao Yongjie, Chen Rongrong, and the others strode over and blocked their way.

n“What do you want?”

nYang Luo asked calmly.

n“What do I want?”

nQiao Yongjie lit a cigarette and took a deep puff. He blew a mouthful of smoke at Yang Luo as he spat, “Kid, what do you think I want to do?

nHurry up and hand over the Purple Dragon Root in your hand. Then, kneel on the ground and kowtow to me to apologize. Moreover, promise to stay away from this beauty in the future. I can consider letting you off!”

nChen Rongrong crossed her arms and said arrogantly, “Kid, did you hear that? Hurry up and do as Brother Qiao says!

n“You’d better be sensible. We’re not existences you can provoke!”

nAt this moment, the people who came out of the clubhouse saw the commotion and surrounded them.

n“It’s over. This kid cheated Young Master Qiao of the entire auction. Young Master Qiao definitely won’t let him off easily!”

n“However, with Third Madam Su around, Young Master Qiao and the others shouldn’t dare to do anything, right?”

n“In terms of wealth, Zhongyi Martial Arts School and True Martial Dojo naturally can’t compare, but in terms of strength, the Su family really can’t compare!”

nEveryone whispered and felt that Yang Luo was done for.

nSeeing that Yang Luo was silent, Chen Rongrong sneered, “Kid, are you scared silly just by this?

nIf you don’t want to suffer physical pain, quickly do it!”

nYang Luo said calmly, “I advise you not to provoke me. Otherwise, you won’t have a good time.”

nHearing this, Qiao Yongjie, Chen Rongrong, and the others immediately burst into laughter.

nQiao Yongjie looked at Yang Luo as if he was looking at a fool and said, “Kid, let me tell you, in the entire Jiang City, there’s no one I don’t dare to provoke!” “Really?”

nYang Luo narrowed his eyes and said, “Are you that awesome?”

n“Of course my Brother Qiao is awesome!”

nChen Rongrong looked at Qiao Yongjie with admiration and said, “My Brother Qiao is the young master of Zhongyi Martial Arts School, one of the three top martial arts schools in Jiang City. He’s also a prodigy among the younger generation in Jiang City. No one can compare to him!”

n“Alright, there’s no need to talk nonsense with this kid. It’s meaningless.”

nQiao Yongjie waved his hand and looked at Yang Luo, “Kid, my patience is limited. Hurry up and do as I say!”

nYang Luo however continued calmly, “What if I don’t do as you say?”

n“Are you sure?”

nQiao Yongjie stared at Yang Luo ruthlessly.

n“I’m sure of it.”

nYang Luo nodded.

n“Good, good, great!”

nQiao Yongjie was so angry that he laughed out loud instead. Then, he waved his hand. “Brothers, break his legs!”

nWith a command, the few martial arts school disciples behind him moved forward and prepared to attack.

n“Wait!”

nSu Wanqiu stood up and said in a deep voice, “I’m a member of the Su family. If you dare to touch him, you’ll be making an enemy of our Su family!”

nQiao Yongjie said tcasingly, “Beauty, I know you’re from the Su family, but does your Su family dare to be enemies with my Zhongyi Martial Arts School?”

n“Not to mention Zhongyi Martial Arts School, does your Su family dare to become enemies with our True Martial Dojo?”

nChen Rongrong also echoed proudly.

n“You guys…”

nSu Wanqiu did not know what to do.

nAlthough the Su family was rich and powerful, they did not dare to really provoke first-rate martial arts schools, let alone two first-rate martial arts schools.

n“Sister Wanqiu, don’t worry about this matter. Leave it to me.”

nYang Luo said gently.. Then, he stood in front of Su Wanqiu and said to Qiao

nYongjie and the others, “Didn’t you want to fight? Hurry up!”

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