Supreme Heir Son-in-law

Chapter 42: Chapter 42: Someone Behind Me

Xu Ke watched the incoming crowd with a subtle, mocking smile at the corner of his mouth. These people thought they could rely on numbers to win, little knowing that their attacks were full of flaws in Xu Ke’s eyes. They had no sense of coordination and didn’t understand the meaning of cooperation; they simply attacked in their own ways. The whole group assault was just like a fishing net, riddled with holes.

Xu Ke didn’t spend much effort and knocked everyone to the ground; from start to finish, they didn’t even manage to dirty the corner of his clothes.

By the time Xu Ke finished his fight, only he and Biao, who was barely standing while leaning on a wall, were left standing in the booth. Everyone else was already lying on the ground, clutching their wounds and starting to wail.

Xu Ke’s gaze slowly shifted from the people on the ground to Biao, "Are you Biao?" Xu Ke asked coldly, a smirk pulling at his lips.

Xu Ke’s gaze made Biao feel a tinge of danger, causing him to instinctively say, "I’m under Master Zhao’s protection, and you can’t touch me. Otherwise, Master Zhao won’t let you go." Biao braced himself against the wall with one hand, holding his waist with the other, cold sweat on his face, as he pretended to speak fiercely to Xu Ke.

"You can call him and see if he can protect you," Xu Ke said in a calm extreme, his pitch-black eyes fixed on Biao.

Xu Ke’s unbearable calm demeanor made Biao’s heart race. Unable to stop himself, he voiced his inner doubts while retreating, "I don’t remember offending you. Why are you insisting on making things difficult for me?"

Without replying, Xu Ke snorted coldly and took a few steps forward, speaking icily, "Are you going to call someone or not? I’ll give you one minute. If you don’t call, you’ll lose your chance."

From start to finish, Xu Ke’s tone hadn’t fluctuated, nor had he raised his voice, but the surrounding atmosphere felt inexplicably oppressive and suffocating. Biao nervously licked his lips, nearly biting the flesh off his lip, yet he remained unresponsive. He looked anxiously at Xu Ke in front of him, took two deep breaths to steady his emotions before speaking again, "If I call my boss over, this matter won’t be easily resolved. Even if you beg for mercy, it won’t work. Now’s your chance to run before I make the call." Biao clutched the wound on his waist, speaking without much conviction.

"You have forty seconds left." Xu Ke glanced at the time on his watch and said indifferently.

No matter who came today, it was useless. Their fate was already sealed before Xu Ke arrived. Xu Ke just didn’t want to chase them one by one. If Biao could call someone over, it would be best. If not, Xu Ke would just have to drive around to find them one by one.

Xu Ke’s indifferent attitude finally broke the tight mental tension Biao was under. Without much thought, Biao called Master Zhao, "Master Zhao, I ran into trouble here at Su’s Bay. Someone came, didn’t say a word when we were drunk, and started hitting us. My men are all injured, and even I got ambushed. You must come here and stand up for us, brother." Biao said, his voice trembling.

Whatever Xu Ke didn’t care what was said on the other end of the line. He casually found a clean chair to sit down, crossed his legs, and relaxed completely, resembling a noble young master. He seemed entirely out of place with the tense atmosphere of the scene.

"Master Zhao, please come quickly and save me."

After saying a few more pleading words, Biao put his phone down, "The call’s over? When will they arrive?" Xu Ke asked nonchalantly, looking at Biao’s hand that just placed the phone down.

"Regretting and wanting to leave now? I tell you, it’s too late. Master Zhao will be here soon with the brothers. By then, you’ll have no escape and can only wait to be dealt with." With reinforcement on the way, Biao spoke with more confidence. Although he still appeared somewhat lacking in momentum, it was much better than before. noveldrama

"You’ve overthought it. Tell him to hurry up and not waste my time." Xu Ke finished speaking and closed his eyes to rest, paying no heed to the presence of everyone around him.

With eyes closed and breathing steady, those previously knocked down by Xu Ke slowly began to get up, gradually gathering around Biao. "Biao, do you think he’s asleep? How about we take the chance and..." Green Hair, clutching his seemingly pulverized stomach, looked at Xu Ke’s closed eyes with a fierce glint, whispering to Biao without finishing his sentence but making a chopping hand gesture downwards.

"Are you sure he’s asleep? If he’s not and catches us sneaking up on him, can we even stand up afterward?" A short-haired subordinate glanced ambiguously at a still unconscious, blood-spitting comrade and asked in a trembling, low voice.

Everyone’s gaze involuntarily shifted over, and suddenly their wounds began to throb with pain, "Can’t you guys be a bit brave? We are all under Master Zhao’s wing. Have you ever seen Master Zhao afraid of anyone? If we’re scared, wouldn’t it disgrace Master Zhao when word gets out? How can we survive in Roche City in the future, isn’t that right, Biao?"

With all eyes on Biao after Green Hair spoke, they waited for him to make a decision. Frowning, Biao looked at the man resting in the chair. Two voices battled in his mind: one urged him to seize the opportunity to take the man down while he was off guard, to make amends to Master Zhao upon his arrival; the other warned that if the man was pretending to sleep only to counterattack when they approached, they’d be played like mice.

The two different internal voices waged a celestial battle in Biao’s head, agitating him, "This is a rare chance, Biao, say something. The brothers are waiting for your word, do we act or not?" Green Hair hid his anxiety beneath respect as he spoke seeing Biao’s silence.

"Get him, but be careful. Form groups of two and surround him. When I signal, go for it together and avenge our brothers." The decision finally went to the side carrying the devil horns. They couldn’t swallow the indignation and demanded the pretty boy pay for the ambush.

In reality, Xu Ke, whom the thugs assumed was asleep, was merely resting. Laughably, they thought their whisperings were inaudible, believed Xu Ke wouldn’t wake up or know their plans, but Xu Ke heard every bit of their conversation crystal clear. If it weren’t too boring waiting for others, fearing they’d scare off the courage finally gathered, Xu Ke would have burst into laughter.

This group is truly too foolish to witness!