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Chapter 624 Mayor
Zhou You looked closely and realized that it was not the sun, but a lamp.

Extra-large lamp.

At first glance, the lamp occupied most of the ceiling, its decoration almost luxurious, with crystal and gold complementing each other, freely splashing bright light—yet it was soft and warm, not at all dazzling.

In this eternally dark underground, the sudden appearance of such a bright and sunny environment is enough to leave one stunned and speechless.

However, Zhou You was thinking about something else.

The entire underground city is currently experiencing an energy shortage, and the price of electricity for residents is so high that it is simply unaffordable. As for public lighting, it is only slightly better than nothing.

However, what we see now is...
He looked around.

This place covers at least 800 square meters, with lush vegetation and shady trees—and these aren't the mutated plants found in wastelands—providing such a huge amount of sunlight.
With just this amount of electricity, how many city blocks could be lit up?
But at that moment, a glib and slick voice rang in my ears.

"It's shocking, isn't it? I felt the same way when I first saw it. It scared me so much that I thought I had returned to the amusement park."

Who?
Zhou You's first thought was of the owner of this place, the mayor he had guessed—but he immediately realized something was wrong.

That guy is at least in his forties or fifties; there's no way he could have such a young voice.

so
Turning my head, I saw a teasing face.

The other person was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, wearing a well-tailored suit, with a mocking smile on his face—a smile of ridicule, mockery, and...
A certain look towards a country bumpkin.

"who are you?"

Zhou You uttered a sentence.

However, the other party did not reply, or rather, was too lazy to reply.

The only response he received was a piercing whistling sound.

This guy didn't say a word and just started attacking!
Zhou You frowned and instantly retreated.

The next second, the brick floor in front of him cracked in pieces!
Looking again, the young man was playing with a long black whip—presumably the weapon he had just used—and his mocking expression grew even more pronounced.

The other party clearly had ill intentions.

Therefore, Zhou You didn't waste any more words with him.

With his foot firmly planted on the ground, even though one foot wasn't very agile, it was enough for him to unleash a burst of momentum.

With a sudden movement, Zhou You had already covered several meters in just a few steps.

He knew the saying "an inch longer, an inch stronger," and against guys using such effeminate weapons, closing the distance quickly was the key.

Unexpectedly.

Faced with his sudden advance, the other party simply curled his lip.

Then, the whip was lashed out again—but there was no shadow, and no sense of force was visible. The familiar sound of it cutting through the air rang in my ears once more.

At this critical moment, Zhou You spun around and managed to deviate two or three meters from the ground—then, the whip lashed out behind him, shattering another patch of ground.

Zhou You touched his face with his fingers, feeling the long, narrow bloodstain, and suddenly chuckled.

"Interesting. Spatial displacement, perhaps? The ability to arrive first after starting later? Are you the inheritor?"

The other person maintained the same unhurried demeanor as before, smiling slowly.

"More or less, but I definitely can't tell you my secret techniques—watch out, this time I'm going to take your left hand."

"That's quite an arrogant statement, but..."

Just as the whip was about to strike again, Zhou You took a deep breath.

His speed suddenly doubled, and when he was in sight, he had already closed in on the young man.

"--What."

Before he could even cry out in surprise, his fist had already slammed down.

Yes, he is currently using a rather pathetic body, but Hunyuan Jin is, after all, a red-grade, already mastered fist technique—even when used with his current crippled body, it still possesses an indomitable and unstoppable momentum!

The young man only saw the fist tear through his own whip curtain—the fist was indeed a simple and unadorned fist, but in his daze, he seemed to see a mountain pressing straight down on him.

It was unstoppable, and weighed over a thousand pounds!
His face twitched immediately. He wielded the whip with his left hand, and the tip of the whip instantly lashed out at an eerie angle, whipping out three whip flowers in mid-air like drawing a talisman. At the same time, his toes hovered and touched the ground like a ghostly hawk, and in just a moment, he retreated three or four meters away.

All the exchanges happened in the blink of an eye, but the young man was no longer as elegant as before, and even a tuft of hair was missing—it had been swept away by the force of the punch.

At this point, Zhou Youfang uttered the second half of his sentence.

"To be arrogant, one must have the capital to be arrogant."

The young man's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

He held his breath and said through gritted teeth.

"This is a body-training boxing style. Whose school are you from? The Huo family, the Luo family, or one of those body-training schools?"

Who are they?

Zhou You was somewhat puzzled, but he still smiled and stepped onto the ground again.

At the same time, without anyone noticing, the hilt of Wanren's sword appeared in the void.

—To be honest, although he seemed to have the upper hand in this exchange, it was purely because his opponent was playing cat and mouse and wasn't fighting seriously. The real threat this guy gave him was...
Well, even in a scenario like Blood Rain Chronicles, this guy is considered quite skilled.

In its original form, it was manageable to deal with, but in its current body...
Ugh, this is troublesome.

Also, isn't it said that spiritual energy becomes increasingly depleted as we move towards modern times? What the hell are these things popping up one by one?

The other party licked his lips and gently ran his index finger across the whip—a strange black light appeared on it.

It was obvious that the punch had thoroughly enraged the opponent, and they were now ready to get serious.

Just as tensions were running high, a gentle voice suddenly rang out.

"I've only been gone a few minutes, how did they start fighting? Xiu Yuan, stop it right now!"

The young man stared coldly at Zhou You for a while before putting away his whip.

The other person didn't argue with him and turned away.

A familiar yet unfamiliar face appeared before me.

half an hour.

He suddenly smiled and uttered two words.

"mayor?"

Yes, this is the guy he saw on the screen before.

With the same elegant demeanor and refined manners, this man was wearing gold-rimmed glasses and smiling exceptionally kindly at this moment.

"No need to be so formal. This is a private meeting, not official business. You can just call me by my courtesy name, Wenhua."

After saying that, he frowned, showing displeasure, and then spoke to the young man named Xiu Yuan.

"This is my guest. How could you attack him without warning? Apologize to him right now!"

However, the young man didn't say a word, just snorted coldly, put away his whip, and walked away.

The mayor was left looking embarrassed. After a long while, he sighed, shook his head, and apologized to Zhou You.

"Sorry, this guy has been arrogant since he was a child, I can't control him at all. Are you alright?"

Zhou You glanced at the bloodstains on his face, then at the mayor's feigned ignorance, and suddenly laughed.

"Thank you for your concern, Brother Wenhua. I wasn't hurt, but that guy seemed quite unhappy and ran away. Aren't you going to check on him?"

The mayor waved his hand dismissively.

"He probably went to find a woman to vent his frustrations. He'll be fine in a couple of days. Speaking of which, it's not good for him to keep standing like this. Why don't we sit down and talk?"

It must be said that he is a political figure. His demeanor, appearance, and even the slightest movements are flawless. Being with him is like being bathed in a spring breeze, making one feel extremely comfortable.

He was referring to a pavilion in the artificial hill not far away. Zhou You did not refuse and walked over there with him.

Then, he was startled again.

As if it had been expected, some wine and dishes had already been prepared on the table.

As the mayor's family, they would never use such low-class things as rat meat, let alone sour human flesh—the dishes on the table were basically made of beef and mutton.

But then a problem arises.

In this godforsaken world, where did he get cattle and sheep besides the fish in the underground river?
Zhou You glanced at the mayor.

The other person smiled warmly, neither too intimate nor too distant.

Showing your courtesy for nothing is either cheating or stealing.

Moreover, given this guy's status as the uncrowned king of the dungeon, the fact that he treated me so well suggests that this 'thief' has some serious ambitions.

But he still pursed his lips, sat down, and then Ji very rudely tore off a piece of roast meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

The familiar aroma returned, instantly calming my appetite, which had been disturbed by junk food during this period.

With his mouth stuffed with meat, he mumbled incoherently.

"Find the fake imperial edict"

"Um, excuse me, what are you talking about?"

Zhou You swallowed hard, then picked up the bottle, opened the cap, and blew straight into his mouth—it was better than the Great Wall dry red wine at Izhung's house, to be honest—and then wiped his mouth before laughing.

"Brother Wenhua, the decorations in your house are really nice, especially this lamp, it shines just like the legendary sun."

The mayor smiled very modestly.

"You flatter me. This is just a temporary shelter. Only the lamp was specially ordered from the amusement park, which cost me quite a bit of money. This place is usually maintained by Xiu Yuan."

Just one of them?
That means he has several places like this.

Zhou You scrutinized the other person's face, trying to discern any trace of slickness or greed—but after searching for a long time, he still found nothing.

Then he laughed again.

"Then may I ask, Brother Wenhua, why did you go to all this trouble to invite me here?"

The other party said politely.

"You really don't know?"

Zhou You tossed aside the bone he had gnawed clean, not caring at all about littering, and then said...

"really do not know."

This time, it was the mayor's turn to inspect Zhou You.

After a while, the other party also laughed.

"Then let me give you a hint: you met with a guy named Ijon a while ago."

Zhou You then slapped his thigh and said in a moment of realization.

"Oh, you mean him? Brother Wenhua, are you planning a crackdown on organized crime and want me to be a witness for the prosecution? Well, I can help with that."

It was obvious he was playing dumb, yet the mayor didn't even change the fact that he showed his teeth when he smiled.

He tapped the table and then spoke.

“My poor little brother must have mentioned me—oh right, I almost forgot to mention, my name is Yi Zhengyan, and I am Yi Zhengen’s older brother, his biological brother.”

I know they're related. You've all been repeating the same thing over and over again, but you're acting completely differently. Shouldn't you all get a paternity test?

He was right.

Yi Zheng-en is pure ruthlessness and madness. Don't be fooled by his polite treatment of Zhou You. In reality, he is like a wild wolf in the wilderness—cunning and cruel. Once you are no longer of any use, he may bite you at any time.

The mayor, on the other hand, represents the other extreme.

He always has a smile on his face, is highly skilled in social interaction, and has the typical, polished demeanor of a politician—but because of this, he lacks the ruthlessness of Igor Kim Jong Un. If we were to make an analogy, he'd be like a jackal, lurking in the shadows and scheming, only attacking when he's sure it's safe to do so, ultimately devouring people until not even a bone remains.

But in any case, neither of these brothers is a good person.

Zhou You also tapped on the table, just like him.

"Okay, I got it, but bro, what exactly is the purpose of you calling me here?"

However, the other party still did not give a direct answer, but instead laughed.

"Now that you know, may I ask you something: what does my brother think of me?"

"They're good at playing tricks, but when it really comes down to it, they're the first to cower in fear."

"It's a bit too crude, but it suits that guy's character, though he's right."

The mayor shook his head, surprisingly admitting it outright.

Then he continued.

"Jung-eun, well, we've never really gotten along since we were kids. He's a simple-minded, unfiltered violent person who always settles things with his fists. I got beaten up a lot because of that, but my parents always favored him, their youngest son, and no matter how many times I told them off, they never cared."

Wait a minute, something seems off about what you said to Ijon.

Seemingly noticing Zhou You's confusion, the mayor smiled again.

"He's probably saying that my parents favor me, right? But put yourself in their shoes. One is a good-for-nothing who gets into fights all day, and the other is an excellent student who is both academically and morally upright and even has the opportunity to go to Paradise to study. If you were in their shoes, which one would you choose to raise?"

Zhou You shrugged, then spoke for the third time.

“I have no say in your family affairs, nor do I want to. Besides, I didn’t come here to watch a family drama. I’ll ask you again, Brother Wenhua, what exactly do you want from all this trouble you’ve gone to find me?”

The mayor remained silent until, after a long while, he raised the corners of his mouth and suddenly spoke in a gentle and friendly manner.

"We can talk about that later. Before that, I have something I want to ask you."

".Say it."

The mayor paused for a moment, then slowly uttered his words.

"Excuse me, who exactly are you?"

(End of this chapter)