The King's Avatar: The Sword Immortal Returns

Chapter 90 arrives in quick succession, Baozi: Impossible! Absolutely impossible!!

The following day, Xingxin Internet Cafe was quite crowded. Of course, we're not talking about customers, but rather Wei Tan, Baozi, and others who came to Xingxin Internet Cafe.
"So, this is the master's stronghold?" Baozi looked at the internet cafe curiously. Upon closer inspection, it seemed that there was no one guarding the place. In fact, there was someone, and Mo Qian's combat strength was not low.

Even Ye Xiu didn't know where Mo Qian learned his martial arts skills, but one thing was certain:

Mo Qian is truly skilled in combat; his moves aren't just fancy footwork, but genuine martial arts prowess. Although Ye Xiu doesn't know where Mo Qian learned his skills, having Mo Qian around significantly increases Ye Xiu's sense of security.

If they really encounter someone, Ye Xiu will simply close the door and let Mo Qian out.
"It doesn't matter, I have Mo Qian."

Wei Tan glanced at the blond-haired hoodlum next to him [actually, it was Baozi], a little afraid that the kid might come up and hit him. Then he looked at the pretty and charming girl next to him [actually, it was Qianqian].
Looking at Lao Wei himself, carrying a bag, with a scruffy, middle-aged face, he looked like a颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it implies a sense of listlessness, apathy, or a lack of motivation) middle-aged man.

A颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it conveys a sense of decadence, a颓废) middle-aged man, a 气气 (气气 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it conveys a sense of being listless, decadent, or dissolute) young ...

However, Wei Tan didn't recognize Baozi and Qianqian. Baozi went in first, looking like a tough guy. As soon as he entered, he shouted with a powerful aura:
Who's in charge here?

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone stared at the aggressive-looking Baozi, wondering what Boss Chen had done to provoke such a hot-blooded young man. However, most were just there to watch the show and see how things would develop.
Ye Xiu, who was working at the front desk, was jolted awake by Baozi's loud shout. He had been a little sleepy, but seeing Baozi's appearance instantly banished all drowsiness. He quickly shook Mo Qian awake, knowing that Ye Xiu's small frame couldn't handle it; Mo Qian had to be more resilient.
"Old Mo! Old Mo! Wake up, we have work to do!"

Ye Xiu practically shook Mo Qian's soul out of his dream. Mo Qian woke up groggily, then stared blankly at the steamed bun in front of him.
A big gold chain, blond hair, and hair that clearly belongs to a spirited young man!
This is really a chance! Liu Hao and Mo Qian didn't make a move last time, so this time it's a real opportunity!

Mo Qian hopped over the front desk and then easily threw Baozi over his shoulder. Baozi was stunned; he had only come to find someone—he hadn't expected to be taken down so easily.

With a loud "thump," you could tell it was someone with a bad back. "Ouch!"

Baozi cried out in pain.
"Hey, what are you doing—"

Hearing Baozi's aggrieved tone, Mo Qian immediately knew he might have arrested the wrong person. Was this really the tone of a gangster boss?

"Old Ye, what happened?"

Mo Qian looked at Ye Xiu with a puzzled expression and asked, but Ye Xiu was whistling and tilting his head, seemingly looking at something. Mo Qian then understood the reason for the problem; it turned out that even Ye Xiu didn't know!

Mo Qian quickly helped Baozi up. Looking at the young man, he instantly felt much closer to him. Moreover, Mo Qian and Ye Xiu felt that the young man's voice sounded familiar. Where had they seen him before?

"Could it be that you are a steamed bun?"

Ye Xiu suddenly asked this question, and upon hearing it, Mo Qian also began to have doubts. The outfit, the movements, and even that shout just now—everything seemed to match up with Baozi.

"What?! You're Baozi???"

"Yeah, boss, how could you guys be so ruthless—" Baozi was still trembling after supporting Mo Qian. That last throw had practically sent Baozi's soul flying. He really felt like he was about to meet his great-grandmother. Luckily, Mo Qian had just woken up and wasn't in the best condition, so the over-the-shoulder throw he had just made only half of his strength.

However, Baozi was actually very happy, thinking to herself:

The boss is indeed the boss; he's so strong that he took me down in one go.

Baozi looked at Mo Qian with a face full of admiration, and said somewhat shyly:

"You must be the big boss, right? You're so strong, no wonder you're Boss Ye!"

Unexpectedly, Baozi mistook Mo Qian for Ye Xiu. He thought the person who threw him over his shoulder was Ye Xiu, and the person sitting in the seat was Mo Qian.

Ye Xiu stared at Baozi with a dark expression. How could he mistake him? Or should we say, "No wonder he's called Baozi"? Ye Xiu's voice and Mo Qian's voice don't even sound very alike—

"I am Ye Xiu." Ye Xiu never imagined that one day he would actually have to prove his identity himself.

Baozi glanced at the slender Ye Xiu, then at the somewhat muscular but not overly muscular Mo Qian. Mo Qian's muscles weren't the large, bulky type; they were more like thin muscles than muscular, but not intimidating—a natural kind of beauty.
"Hehe! Boss, you're not lying to me, it's impossible, absolutely impossible! How could my boss be so weak—"

In Baozi's mind, Ye Xiu should be a muscular man with a fierce face, but Ye Xiu clearly disappointed Baozi; he was just a skinny young man.
Wei Tan and Qianqian followed them in. Wei Tan recognized Ye Xiu at first glance.
That face is so, so familiar. It's still the same "sleazy" Old Ye, he hasn't changed at all.
"Hey! Old Wei, you've finally arrived."

Ye Xiu was the first to greet them, and he also noticed the girl next to Wei Tan, thinking to himself: This must be Qianqian.
"Hmph! You're still as sleazy as ever, Old Ye—"

Ye Xiu's lips twitched, but he still smiled and said to Wei Tan:
"Same here, Lao Wei—"

Baozi was still immersed in the regret of why her boss wasn't a muscular man when Qianqian approached Mo Qian. She recognized him at a glance—this was her little master!

Today, Qianqian was wearing a cute little dress. Her pink face was incredibly adorable, and her big eyes were staring straight at Mo Qian's cheeks. Her slightly chubby little face made people want to pinch it. She was so adorable.

"Who are you?"

Mo Qian's mind hadn't quite processed what was happening, and he didn't recognize the lovely person in front of him.

Her pale cheeks puffed out slightly, making her look a little angry.
That's natural. Qianqian recognized Mo Qian in the crowd at a glance, but Mo Qian didn't recognize his little apprentice.
"I'm ignoring you, Master!"

(End of this chapter)