My White and Rich Beautiful CEO Wife

No one believed Qin Yu would win this challenge.

Even if he managed to beat Huang Lianying with all his might, Feng Wudao would be waiting for him next.

So, this was a dead end with no solution.

Han Bing thought the same, Qin Yu was doomed, with no chance of any variation.

When the time came, they just needed to leave him a breath of life, and there would be ways to make him reveal the secrets of Shen Zhao Jing.

"Hehe..."

Qin Yu had noticed Han Bing and smiled slightly, raising his middle finger.

"You...."

Han Bing's brows shot up, and if it weren't for the crowd, she'd have rushed to give Qin Yu a beating right then and there.

"Miss Han, there's no need to bother with a country bumpkin, my uncle will naturally teach him a lesson later!"

Zhou Zixuan glanced at Qin Yu and spoke in a gentle tone.

"Hmph... Make sure you hit him hard!"

Han Bing said coldly.

"Of course, he's going to die a miserable death today!"

Huang Lianying nodded, his voice full of certainty, as if Qin Yu was already a dead body in his eyes.

Soon.

Han Bing, Zhou Zixuan, and Huang Lianying arrived at the front row, where a marble coffee table was set with fruit, cakes, and tea.

The treatment was worlds apart from what Qin Yu received.

"Miss..."

At that moment, Ghost Granny, dressed in casual clothes and wearing a duckbill cap, whispered into Miao Xian'er's ear and quietly said a few words.

"Oh?"

Miao Xian'er's round eyes widened as she looked in a certain direction: "Ghost Granny, are you sure?"

"Mhm, very sure!"

Ghost Granny nodded.

"Hehe, it's like finding shoes that fit after walking through iron boots—it comes without any effort."

Miao Xian'er couldn't help but laugh.

"We need to plan this out in detail; there's only one chance, success is the only option, failure is not!"

Ghost Granny's expression became somewhat serious.

"Mhm, I know. We must not let her learn what Qin Yu did to her, nor let her find out that we are the ones who bewitched her with the gu!"

Miao Xian'er's eyes curved as she smiled cutely, but her expression hinted at a touch of evil.

"Damn, this little loli isn't bad either, white hair too; wonder if it's natural or dyed. If she tied it into twin ponytails and used them as reins in my hands, that'd be exhilarating, crit plus attack speed!"

Zhou Zixuan, with his sharp, pointed face, was also mingled in the crowd.

Carrying a telescope, he searched the crowd for Yan Mingyu and stumbled upon a lively little loli, which stirred something inside him.

Of course, if he knew this little loli was the daughter of the Gu King, he probably would have behaved himself a lot more.

Apart from him, there were quite a few others holding telescopes, so Zhou Zixuan's act of holding one didn't stand out.

"Tsk tsk, so Yan Mingyu is the president of Four Seas Corporation, no wonder she carries such an air of nobility. But what exactly is her relationship with that dog Qin Yu? They don't seem like boss and employee, does she actually care whether he lives or dies?"

Zhou Zixuan finally spotted Yan Mingyu among the crowd.

She was wearing a black trench coat and underneath, a turtleneck cashmere sweater.

Her figure was slender and her demeanor was aloof, easily provoking the male desire to conquer.

However, she had a row of bodyguards standing behind her, which made it impossible for anyone to casually strike up a conversation with her.

"Damn, to be with a woman of that caliber just once, I'd be willing to live ten years less."

Zhou Zixuan smacked his lips, itching for it.

In a blink of an eye.

It was ten o'clock.

"Uncle, it's time!"

Zhou Zixuan glanced at his watch and said.

"Mhm!"

Huang Lianying took a gentle sip of tea, put down the cup, and walked down the aisle to the center of the gymnasium.

This was a private challenge and no referee was arranged.

The challenge letter made it clear: the contest was at your own risk, and death was a possibility. It indicated this was a fight to the death; without a referee, it was the same. One of the two had to lie down before the other could walk away.

"Qin Yu, you can do it!"

Lu Wenrou stretched out her palm and gave Qin Yu a high five.

"Thank you!"

Qin Yu straightened his clothes and also walked towards the center of the gymnasium.

"Qin Yu, since you accepted and signed the challenge, it indicates that you voluntarily agreed to compete with me. I'm not exactly bullying the weak, am I?"

Huang Lianying, after all, is a renowned figure on the Tiger Ranking and cares greatly about his own reputation.

Even at this point, he hasn't forgotten to feign a semblance of decency.

Indeed, Qin Yu could only be considered a nobody in Jianghu. As a master on the Tiger Ranking openly challenging him, it does seem somewhat disgraceful if word were to spread.

"Hehe, Elder Huang, don't worry too much, you might not beat me!"

Qin Yu simply smiled.

"Then... let's begin!"

Huang Lianying felt some annoyance. How could this kid be like a hedgehog, completely ignorant of the ways of the world? He's being so polite; couldn't he at least pretend to be polite in return? What does he mean by might not beat me?

Does he really think he's stronger than me?

"Please!"

Without wasting words, Qin Yu's hands formed fists as he assumed a defensive stance.

"Watch the attack!"

Huang Lianying's body swayed, his shoulders driving his hips, which then propelled his legs, channeling all his strength into his fist—an outwardly simple but terrifyingly powerful straight punch heading straight for Qin Yu's face.

It was clean, sharp, and full of heavy momentum.

"Swoosh..."

Qin Yu quickly dodged with his upper body, lunged forward, and kicked at Huang Lianying's thigh.

The Fist Manual says: The hands are but two doors; it is with the legs that one beats the opponent.

Legs, in terms of length and muscle density, surpass what the arms can match.

However, Huang Lianying, being a master on the Tiger Ranking with abundant combat experience, was not someone to be easily struck by Qin Yu.

With agile footwork, he dodged the kick while his hands changed tactics. Like the claws of a ferocious tiger, he reached for Qin Yu's arm.

Rip...

The long-sleeved shirt Qin Yu wore was immediately torn to shreds, revealing streaks of red marks.

"If it had been me facing that move from Uncle Master, I'm afraid both my arms would have been disabled!"

Tang Black Tortoise held his teacup while watching the match between Qin Yu and Huang Lianying, commenting on the fight.

"Elder Huang hasn't put in his full strength yet. He's still probing!"

Han Bing stated indifferently.

"Hehe, Miss Han, being among the top ten cultivators in Hua Country, your insights are naturally beyond my reach!"

Tang Black Tortoise said, offering a compliment.

"Qin Yu isn't using his full strength either!"

Han Bing added flatly.

"Oh?"

Tang Black Tortoise narrowed his eyes, somewhat surprised.

"He's a young man with better stamina than Elder Huang. If the fight isn't quick, Elder Huang might not necessarily win!"

Han Bing explained.

"It's a pity for this kid, born of humble origin. Had he been born into a wealthy family, he would have certainly been an extraordinary talent!"

Tang Black Tortoise said fairly.

"If he truly were from a noble family, living in comfort and luxury, he wouldn't have this kind of tenacity, similar to that of wild grass. It's just a shame that he has offended the Martial Alliance and me; he's destined to be a dead man!"

A cold light flashed across Han Bing's eyes.

"Hehe, that's right. For Miss Han, getting rid of him would be a mere flick of your finger!"

Tang Black Tortoise said with a smile.

"Enough, let's watch the match!"

Han Bing raised her arm slightly.

At this moment.

In the middle of the gymnasium.

Huang Lianying felt that his probing could not inflict any substantial damage on Qin Yu, so his fighting became fiercer, and he brought out all his ability.

Boom...

A faint vigor wrapped around his fist, hammering down heavily on Qin Yu.

Thump...

Qin Yu crossed his arms in front of his chest, his body sinking, almost dropping to one knee.

"This..."

Within the crowd, Yan Mingyu clenched her teeth, worry filling her beautiful eyes.

Was Qin Yu going to lose?