When Lin Yu heard Han Shao's silence, he was shocked. He couldn't believe that the young lad's background was actually Han Shao. If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have rashly instigated Yang Qi to teach the kid a lesson. If something had happened to the kid in the arena, he would indirectly offend Han Shao. Li Hu was so cunning, wanting to harm him. The blood drained from Lin's face, sweat broke out on his palms, and he felt a sense of urgency in his heart. He wished he could drag Yang Qi off the stage and make him surrender immediately.

"Begin," the referee ordered.

Upon hearing the referee's command, Yang Qi immediately emitted a fierce aura, glaring at her with anger. He tried to intimidate her, threatening, "So you're Meng Zhan Yan! If you surrender now, I can spare you. Otherwise... I might not be able to control my strength later. Don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Oh, really?" She squinted, calmly meeting his gaze. She naturally sensed the subtle fierceness emanating from him. Perhaps he had been in this line of work for quite some time, establishing his aura. But compared to her, it posed no threat. Over the past five years, every fight she had been in was a life-or-death struggle. One wrong move could cost her life. While he mingled among the living, she was among the dead. "You can try." The last sentence was spoken lightly but unexpectedly sent a chill down his spine.

Seeing her unfazed by his aura, Yang Qi was momentarily stunned. Then, he immediately attacked, aiming for her eye and knee with agile and versatile moves, attacking the most vulnerable parts of the body with each technique.

A dangerous glint flashed in Zhan Yan's eyes, but her expression remained unchanged. Suddenly, her aura shifted, her eyes turning fierce and ruthless, emitting a compelling force. Her eyes held no warmth, sending shivers down his spine. Locking onto his most vulnerable throat, their eyes met, and Yang Qi's back was suddenly overwhelmed by a strong chill. The pressure from her almost suffocated him. Although he had fought countless times, he had never felt such unprecedented danger before. His movements paused, and as Zhan Yan dodged, Yang Qi felt a sharp pain in his knee. He was about to dodge, but before he could, there was a cracking sound, and he fell to his knees in pain. Then, a hand fiercely grabbed his neck from behind, and a faint voice came from above, "You lose."

Feeling aggrieved, Yang Qi never expected to be defeated by her after just a few moves. His face turned red with embarrassment, his eyes welled up with tears, and he instinctively grabbed her hand that was choking him, trying to break her fingers.

But she gripped his arm tightly, and with a cracking sound, she dislocated his bones. Yang Qi let out a miserable scream, while Zhan Yan remained expressionless, staring into his face with eyes devoid of warmth. Feeling her gaze, Yang Qi's heart trembled, and sudden cold sweat broke out. Her eyes were so close to his, yet he felt no warmth or temperature, only fear... This person in front of him was absolutely ruthless, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead. He shouted in desperation, "I surrender, I surrender..."

"The fight is over. Meng Zhan Yan wins!" The referee was taken aback by his surrender and immediately announced the result.

Zhan Yan withdrew the fierceness in her eyes and let go of him. With his hands and feet broken by her, Yang Qi collapsed to the ground without her support.

The entire arena fell silent, and everyone stared at the frail "young man" on the stage, their expressions changing from disdain to fear.

Li Hu also stared blankly at Zhan Yan, obviously unable to believe that she had won so quickly. Just now, she had acted without hesitation, showing ruthless decisiveness. Her formidable aura, proficient movements, and effortless dislocation of bones were simply terrifying. Her lack of emotional fluctuation, as if she had practiced it thousands of times, was chilling. Lin Yu's face had turned pale.

Han Jiyi concealed his deep shock and tried to calm the excitement and shock in his heart. This young lad had repeatedly impressed him. Clenching his fists, he stared at her, unwilling to look away. If he could recruit this lad, it would definitely be a boost for him.

Amidst the shock of the crowd, Wu Zhuo's eyes were filled with excitement at finding a worthy opponent. In the midst of the stunned silence, he stepped onto the stage. "I'm very interested in you. How about a match?"

As soon as Wu Zhuo stepped onto the stage, everyone cheered. Wu Zhuo was the champion of the Royal Night for years, so his skill was unquestionable.

Although Li Hu was surprised that Zhan Yan had won, he wasn't foolish. Wu Zhuo's skill was far beyond Yang Qi's. Even if Zhan Yan had defeated him, she wouldn't stand a chance against Wu Zhuo. He was the champion of the Royal Night for five consecutive years. Since his first victory as a dark horse, no one had been able to snatch the championship from him. He was about to refuse when he heard a faint voice from afar, "Why not?"

"Wu Zhuo... Wu Zhuo... Wu Zhuo..." All the contestants couldn't help but call out his name. In their eyes, he was an unsurpassable figure. But they never expected such a young lad to dare challenge him. Nevertheless, they were still excited and eager to see the outcome of their confrontation.

After Wu Zhuo stepped onto the stage, he carefully observed the frail lad in front of him. She only reached up to his chin, and he could lift her with one hand. But his years of experience told him that she was definitely a formidable opponent. Squinting his eyes, he gathered his aura, exuding a fierce fighting spirit cultivated over many years. His eyes were intense and fearless, with a resolute determination to overpower her with his aura.

The temperature in the arena dropped sharply, and everyone felt a momentary breathlessness. Wu Zhuo's strength was truly as formidable as his reputation suggested. It seemed that Wu Zhuo would win today.

Wu Zhuo's movements were agile and unpredictable, attacking the most vulnerable joints with each move. But despite his relentless attacks, Zhan Yan remained unfazed, responding with fast and explosive counterattacks, hitting the most lethal parts of the body with precision. Her moves incorporated a blend of boxing, wrestling, judo, self-defense, Muay Thai, Shotokan Karate, Aikido, and Chinese martial arts, each strike filled with ruthlessness.

As Wu Zhuo gradually fell into a disadvantage, the audience became more shocked and fearful. She didn't stick to any fixed routines, making it impossible for him to find any weaknesses. Suddenly, Wu Zhuo raised his leg to strike her abdomen, but unexpectedly met her fierce gaze. Her eyes seemed to regard him as a dead man, and he suddenly felt an unprecedented chill. His body froze, and while he was stunned for a few seconds, Zhan Yan seized the opportunity. She grabbed his leg and twisted it forcefully, causing a cracking sound as the bone broke. Then,

Chapter 10: Shocking Everyone Again

When Li Hu saw Zhan Yan win, he was stunned, completely taken aback by the surprise she had given him. His lips trembled, and he was rendered speechless, unable to say anything. Even when she walked up to him, he remained in a daze, unable to react.

On the other hand, Han Jin Yan recovered from his shock and approached her. "Long time no see," he suddenly said, his gaze falling on her face, his deep eyes filled with complexity and depth. He had already made up his mind about her strength. No matter what conditions she set, he would definitely recruit her. Judging from the fight just now, the kid in front of him must have fought countless times before, achieving the level of proficiency displayed. Not only was her martial arts technique impressive, but her combat experience was also invaluable. Every move she made was lethal, fast, precise, and ruthless. She was familiar with the most lethal parts of the human body to a chilling extent. Facing such an opponent was absolutely terrifying.

Zhan Yan glanced at him, remembering him. She nodded slightly, about to speak when her phone rang in her pocket. She picked it up, answering the call without looking at him.

Seeing her completely ignoring him, not even considering him, left Han Jin Yan surprised for a moment. Then, watching her absent-mindedly make the call, he couldn't help but find her somewhat cute? Immediately shaking his head, he dismissed the thought. This was clearly a real young man. If she were a woman, he might have entertained the idea of developing something else with her, given his fondness for her. But could such a sharp young man be a woman? He couldn't believe it.

The scene in the arena was quite a sight: a frail youth, looking lost while making a phone call, and a refined gentleman standing beside her, politely watching her make the call. This... kid... actually made Han's presence so obvious? Instantly, everyone in the audience was shocked. Each of them thought, they had seen arrogant, but never this level of arrogance.

Just as Li Hu was about to react, Zhan Yan hung up the phone, leaving him with a casual remark, "I have something to do," before turning and leaving. Li Hu's words got stuck in his throat, unable to come out. This... Zhan Yan actually showed no face to Han, fearing Han Jin Yan's blame. He immediately turned to apologize, "Young Master Han... Zhan Yan... She... She's still young and inexperienced."

As he said this, his palms were sweating. If Young Master Han blamed him, it would be really not worth it! But he couldn't deny that Zhan Yan's indifferent attitude was exactly what he liked.

Han Jin Yan glanced at Zhan Yan's departing figure, shaking his head with a wry smile. It was the first time someone had completely ignored him like this. However, he surprisingly didn't feel any anger. Instead, his heart thumped incessantly, unable to control the excitement within him. Taking a deep breath, he forced down the excitement, maintaining his usual gentle demeanor. In this lifetime, he was determined to get what he wanted. And as for her, he was confident.

After leaving the Emperor's Night, Zhan Yan looked at the city's neon lights, taking a deep breath. Then, seeing her phone screen light up again, she immediately answered the call. Before she could speak, a deep, hoarse voice came from the other end, oozing with magnetism. "Where are you? Now?"

"At the Ningkou Station sign." Upon hearing his voice, she unintentionally spoke the truth, walking towards the sign while on the phone.

Not long after, she heard the sound of horns behind her. Zhan Yan turned around, the dazzling lights shining on her face, causing her eyes to sting. She vaguely saw a tall figure walking towards her from the car. Due to the effect of the lights, she couldn't see his face clearly. Then, a familiar male scent enveloped her as a large hand skillfully wrapped around her waist, while another pressed her head against his broad chest. He smelled of fresh grass, making her a little absent-minded. As the car lights dimmed behind them, a deep voice sounded, "Are you okay?" He had only been apart from her for a day, yet she had made him so worried, her figure constantly appearing in his mind.

Only then did Zhan Yan react. At this moment, her entire body was held tightly by him, the force making it hard for her to breathe. It seemed that Gu Mo Xi also felt that his force was a bit heavy, immediately relaxing his grip, still holding her waist without moving.

Zhan Yan looked up at him, his features still stunning, unforgettable at first sight, extremely handsome, exuding an imposing aura. His expression was serious and tense, giving off an intimidating vibe. This undoubtedly was an outstanding and dangerous man, someone who was always in a superior position. His presence was overwhelming, oppressive. "Are you looking for me?" Her tone was indifferent.

Gu Mo Xi frowned, seeming a little dissatisfied with her coldness. Suddenly, he spoke, "Are you busy today?"

"Not really."

"Where's your phone?"

Zhan Yan looked at him puzzled. Gu Mo Xi took her phone from her hand, opened it, glanced at it a few times, then frowned and asked, "You don't remember my number?" His tone was clearly dissatisfied, his brows furrowed tightly. Then, he immediately entered his number into her phone and handed it back to her, ordering, "Call this number next time."

On the silent road, Gu Mo Xi seemed to sense her confusion. His tense expression softened slightly as he skillfully took her hand, leading her to the car.

"Where do you live?" His low, hoarse voice was somewhat confusing, with a magnetic quality and a metallic clash. He wore a gray shirt, the top two buttons left unbuttoned, collar open, revealing delicate collarbones. His lower body wore trousers, his face extremely handsome, with sharp contours, three-dimensional features, and an overwhelming sense of superiority.

"No need, I'll walk back." Retrieving her gaze, she tried to pull her hand away from him, but Gu Mo Xi didn't let go, holding her hand firmly. Zhan Yan looked up at him, her gaze complicated. The two of them had only had a transaction once, and after settling their debts, they had nothing to do with each other. She didn't want their relationship to become more complicated, nor did she want to mistakenly believe that this man had taken a liking to her. From the moment they first met, she vaguely knew that this man was not an ordinary person. What kind of woman didn't he have?

Gu Mo Xi's brows furrowed slightly. His tone carried a commanding and unquestionable air as he said, "I'll take you. Where do you live?"

Zhan Yan glanced at the hand holding her wrist. Could it be that he had come tonight just to take her home? She no longer pretended and replied, "89 Shuitou Lane, South Houjie." After speaking, she leaned back against the backrest, closed her eyes, and said no more.

Gu Mo Xi's thoughts were rather complicated. This was the only woman he had ever had intimate contact with. He had always had a serious cleanliness obsession, but with this woman, he clearly had no aversion. Almost every night, he dreamed of her. For decades, he had lived a life of asceticism, with occasional urges but nothing strong. He believed that he was not a person who indulged in desires, and he had always had strong self-control. But when faced with this woman, he couldn't help but lose control. Lowering his head to see her carefree appearance, he suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer, pressing her head against the back of her head and kissing her fiercely.