Gao Wu: From a poor man in the outer city to a martial saint of the ten directions

Recalling the brutal five hours that took place at the training ground this afternoon, Lin Qi still felt his scalp tingle.

The whole afternoon!

Wei Xiu was like a tireless beast, facing a barrage of attacks from five top apprentices ranked in the top twenty!

Although there were no more exaggerated scenes of taking a big move with one's head, the crazy close-quarters combat with punches landing hard made those proud geniuses question their existence!

Wei Xiu himself was by no means relaxed.

That brand-new white sparring uniform was now stained with dust and mottled bloodstains.

Although the coat covered it, Lin Qi knew clearly that Wei Xiu's arms, back, and even ribs were covered with shocking bruises.

"Old Wei... is your body made of iron?"

Lin Qi swallowed hard, his tone carrying a hint of awe that even he himself didn't realize.

"You defeated five experts with strength exceeding four hundred each, and you actually managed to walk out on your own?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Xiu did not directly answer Lin Qi's question. Instead, he took out the dark blue magnetic card from his pocket, twirled it nimbly between his fingers, and a barely suppressed smile appeared on his lips.

"President Lin, regardless of whether your body is made of iron or not, this money is real." Wei Xiu's eyes gleamed.

"After five hours this afternoon, plus extra tips, I made a net profit of 2,300 after tax. I'll treat you to a nice meal when I get paid."

Lin Qi looked at Wei Xiu's slightly tired yet energetic profile, and his lips twitched twice more.

What kind of monster is this, willing to risk their life for money?!

"Okay, I'll remember this meal." Lin Qi shook his head and glanced at the holographic watch on his wrist.

"It's getting late, I need to go to the intersection ahead to catch a taxi. Are you coming again tomorrow?"

"Come on. Tomorrow at 6:30, still the fast food restaurant across the street."

After saying their goodbyes, the two parted ways at the street corner.

Lin Qi walked toward the taxi stand, while Wei Xiu turned and headed toward another slightly dimly lit street.

Due to the blue disaster warning, all subway lines leading to the outer city of Xiahe District have been suspended.

Wei Xiu could only wait for the inter-district night bus, which only ran once an hour.

A cold wind howled through the empty streets.

After waiting for a good ten minutes, accompanied by a dull screech of brakes, an old bus slowly came to a stop in front of the bus stop.

The car door opened, and I swiped my card to board.

The carriage was dimly lit, with only two or three passengers bundled up in thick clothes, each occupying a corner and watching the news broadcast on their terminal screens.

Wei Xiu habitually walked to the back of the carriage, wanting to find a window seat to close his eyes and rest.

However, before he could take two steps, Wei Xiu suddenly stopped when his gaze swept over the last row.

Because there, sitting there, was a girl wearing a beige down jacket.

Her long, jet-black hair cascaded over her shoulders as she turned her head to look out the window.

The dim yellow light from the streetlamp swept across her face, outlining a softly shaped oval face.

She had a quiet, scholarly air about her, a straight nose, and slightly pursed lips, as if she was deep in thought.

Lin Yao.

He is from Class 1, Grade 12 at Linghai No. 7 Middle School, and is also his own class monitor.

Wei Xiu frowned slightly, a hint of confusion flashing through his mind.

Lin Yao's martial arts performance in class has always been good, and her Yuanli value is said to be around 400, which would rank her in the top ten in No. 7 Middle School.

Although not as dazzling as a monster like Zhou Xiong, he is definitely a promising candidate who can be recommended for admission.

With such ability and achievements, one's family background shouldn't be too bad.

However, this night bus route goes towards the outer city of Linghai.

Which student from the inner city would take an hour-long bus ride to the outer city late at night?

Unless... her family also lives in the outer city.

The thought had barely crossed my mind when I heard the car door open notification sound behind me.

Wei Xiu stepped aside, and a middle-aged woman in a dark gray business suit quickly got into the car.

She carried a black briefcase, her makeup was exquisite, and her face was expressionless. She glanced around the carriage and then walked straight to the back row, sitting down in the empty seat next to Lin Yao.

Wei Xiu didn't sit down immediately, but instead grabbed a handrail and pretended to look at the street scene outside the window.

Sure enough, as soon as the car pulled away from the station, a very faint sound came from the back row.

It was Lin Yao speaking, her tone slightly tense.

Did you bring the money?

Wei Xiu's hearing is now much more acute than that of ordinary people. Although there were several rows of seats between them, the deliberately lowered voice still clearly reached his ears.

The woman in business attire did not answer immediately.

A moment later, there was the sound of a briefcase zipper being pulled open, followed by the dull thud of something heavy being placed on the seat.

"Miss Lin." The woman's voice was flat.

"Here is 300,000 in cash. Please count it."

Three hundred thousand!

When this number reached Wei Xiu's ears, he raised an eyebrow slightly.

For an ordinary family, 300,000 is not a small amount.

However, Lin Yao's next words made Wei Xiu even more surprised.

"Is my father's life... only worth this much?"

Her voice was so faint it was almost inaudible; every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth.

"Your Anlei Company is going too far!"

Anlei Company!

These four words were like a needle, piercing Wei Xiu's ear!

Anlei Biopharmaceutical Group is one of the world's top five giant companies!

The Energy Capsule Type 1 that gave me 10 points of Yuan Power last night is their product.

Runjie went through a lot of trouble to get it.

And what is the relationship between Lin Yao's father and Anlei Company?

Wei Xiu calmly found a single seat by the window, tucked himself into the seat, but kept his ears perked up.

The carriage was quiet for a few seconds.

The woman in business attire spoke again, still in that indifferent, official tone.

"Ms. Lin, please understand that this is humanitarian compensation. Your father signed the contract voluntarily, and all the risk clauses were clearly written down."

She paused, seemingly refining her words.

"Although he is still under observation in the ICU, at least his life has been saved. The company has covered all the rescue costs, and this 300,000 yuan is an additional compensation for the family."

"If you are not satisfied with the amount of compensation, you can certainly file a lawsuit in court."

"However, according to the contract, once the legal proceedings begin, this humanitarian compensation must be returned to the company first."

The meaning is quite clear now that things have been said to this extent.

Either take the money and shut up.

Either we go to court, but the money has to be returned first.

Moreover, whether they can win, and by how much, are all unknowns.

Lin Yao did not speak again.

The woman in business attire didn't seem to intend to say anything more.

The bus stopped at the next stop. She stood up, straightened her clothes, said her last words, and got off the bus.

"Miss Lin, you'd better take care of yourself."

The doors closed, and the carriage returned to silence.

It was so quiet that you could hear a faint, suppressed sob coming from the back seat.

Wei Xiu sat in front, motionless, without turning around.

At this moment, any gaze would be hurtful to Lin Yao.

Not to mention that the two of them had little interaction, and this matter had nothing to do with him.

However, in my mind, those fragmented pieces of information began to piece together a rough outline.