My Arrogant Young Lady

This was the first time I'd ever seen Xi'er so focused on the first thing. I felt incredibly happy being with her.

However, we discovered today that the tickets for the fighting arena are more expensive than before. Yesterday, the lowest-priced admission ticket was 500 yuan, but today it's already selling for 1,000 yuan. And the best seats, which were 20,000 yuan yesterday, have already reached 50,000 yuan today. Afraid that the ticket seller might take advantage of us being out-of-towners and raise prices, I deliberately imitated my newly acquired accent and said, "Don't try to fool us, we're locals."

"Regardless of whether you're local or from out of town, this is the price for a seat today. If you don't sit here, plenty of others will. Don't you know? The annual Northwest's Top Martial Arts Tournament is just around the corner. The Long family, the Bai family, and all the big shots from across the Northwest will be here these next two days. Today's ticket price is 50,000, but tomorrow it might be 500,000," the ticket seller said.

"Why is it so expensive? Is there a god-level expert coming to challenge it?" I asked.

"You're quite knowledgeable, kid, you even know about god-level experts. But the reason we sell tickets at such a high price is to prevent some unknown nouveau riche from taking seats from the Long family. This is our boss's idea, and everyone's idea too. Whoever has money deserves to sit in these seats of honor," the ticket seller said.

"Oh, I understand." Holding the two tickets I bought, I pulled Xi'er's hand and entered the fighting arena.

However, those 50,000 yuan tickets gave a completely different feeling. Sixteen seats, spaced evenly, formed a perfect circle above the massive stadium. The upper seats were spacious, offering a respite from the crowds and noise below. Each seat had its own air conditioning, allowing guests to enjoy tea or wine.

These sixteen seats are located in the air inside the stadium, overlooking the fighting matches from the platform, just like gods watching mortals fight.

The experience of spending 50,000 yuan was absolutely divine; the price was definitely worth it.

"Sir, madam, would you like something to drink?" A scantily clad woman approached with a smile, glancing at us as unfamiliar faces and clearly displeased.

Damn it. What I hate most are these petit-bourgeois or middle-class people. They make a little money and then try to show off. She hates these kinds of people the most because they would never spend a penny more on expensive drinks than their tickets. If a nouveau riche occupies a seat that should belong to an important person, it means she might lose a considerable amount of commission.

"Honey, what would you like to drink? Tea or red wine?" I asked.

"Just open a bottle of Lafite, anything but the '82 vintage, we don't have enough money on us." Xi'er's bright eyes were focused on the audience, she especially loved watching these kinds of fighting matches.

"Then just bring me a bottle of Lafite, anything but the '82 vintage," I said to the woman as I turned around.

"Sir, Madam, is someone born in 91 alright?" The young woman's breathing quickened suddenly, thinking to herself how honest these two people were, and how adorably honest they were.

"Okay, one bottle, please. I've been broke for days, it's time to treat myself," I said to the woman.

"Okay, I'll go help you sober up right away," the woman said quickly.

“No need to wake up, we can just have a sip.” I said to the woman.

“Okay…” The woman gave us a deep look, then quickly went out to open the bottles.

After the young woman brought over the red wine, I poured a glass for Xi'er and then poured myself a full glass, drinking it all in one gulp. Then I lit a cigarette and said to Xi'er, "Looks like we're in luck. We actually made it to the annual underground martial arts tournament in the Northwest. Look at today's winning numbers; many of the masters listed are very skilled. Some lower-level martial arts masters have already started to appear. If I'm not mistaken, some higher-level martial arts masters will appear tomorrow."

"Yes, the annual underground martial arts tournament is the day after tomorrow. If Xi'er isn't mistaken, many god-level masters will appear. And the tickets for the fight will definitely be very expensive, to prevent some nouveau riche from hoarding seats. The tickets for this fighting arena might sell for ten million each. We need to make money quickly, otherwise we might not be able to buy seats to watch the fight the day after tomorrow." Xi'er said, looking at the strength information of each fighter on the ticket.

“Starting from the next game, let’s bet like we did yesterday. No matter how much we win, we’ll bet it all, like a snowball rolling downhill,” I said.

"Okay." Xi'er nodded gently.

Holding a cigarette, I glanced at the information for the next match and frowned slightly. Pointing to a short man, I said to Xi'er, "This guy's eyes are full of energy; he's clearly a low-level martial arts master. His opponent, though muscular and skilled in free fighting, is too shallow. They might not be able to determine a winner within twenty moves, but after that, the difference in their skill level will be immediately apparent!"

"Liu Yong wins!" After a muscular man in the audience was beaten until he was spitting blood and unable to get up, the referee immediately grabbed the hand of a short man and raised it high.

Instantly, the atmosphere in the entire fighting arena became incredibly lively, with colorful flyers fluttering in the air.

"Damn it. That guy is 1.85 meters tall, and he couldn't beat that short guy who's only 1.65 meters tall? And he weighs 15 kilograms more, they're clearly not even in the same weight class, how could he lose!?" Boss Liu, sitting high in the seat of honor, angrily tore up the betting slip.

Just then, one of his men exclaimed as if he had seen something terrifying, "Boss Liu, look! Those two kids, they actually went to the front row to watch the fighting match today!"

"What!?" Upon hearing his subordinate's words, Boss Liu immediately stood up and looked at us. At that moment, Xi'er and I also saw him. We smiled slightly. I raised my wine glass to Boss Liu. Boss Liu looked at us as if he had seen a monster, immediately sat down on the sofa, panting heavily, and said, "Today's fighting match tickets have already sold for 50,000 yuan a piece, and those two young people actually have the money to sit in the seats of honor? They didn't sit there when it was cheap yesterday. Today, when it's expensive, they're sitting here. Just who are those two people?"

"Boss Liu, these two kids seem to be really rich," said Boss Liu's subordinate.

"Ignore them. Who do you think is better to bet on next?" Boss Liu asked.

"Boss Liu, this fat guy is not bad, he weighs 130 kilograms, he could crush that Liu Yong to death!" Boss Liu's group of men said hurriedly.

"Alright, bet 500,000 on this fat guy!" Boss Liu nodded slightly and immediately placed his bet.

“Honey, there really aren’t many martial arts masters in this world. After watching for so long, we only see Liu Yong as a low-level master. Let’s bet on him again. If he wins again, we’ll have a million,” I said.

“Yes, bet on him!” Xi’er nodded gently.

"Third brother, if this young couple shows up here again tomorrow, send someone to investigate their background. They're unfamiliar faces, and they're actually top-tier martial arts masters. Martial arts masters are few and far between, and top-tier masters are even rarer." Among the sixteen seated guests, a middle-aged man stared at me and Xi'er as he spoke.

"Boss, do you suspect they are Aurora?" one of his men asked.

“Hmm, there are more unfamiliar faces this year than in previous years, and Aurora's activities are more active than usual. Aurora has always been an enemy of the Long family, the leading family in the Northwest. It wouldn't be good if the Long family thought we were related to Aurora.” The middle-aged man's eyes swept over the unfamiliar faces among the sixteen high-ranking members with a serious expression, and then he frowned slightly. He had to be cautious, because he was the owner of this fighting arena.

"Okay." The subordinate nodded slightly.

As the middle-aged man's gaze swept over the sixteen seated guests once more, a girl's lips curled into a smile. "Xuanwu, look how afraid those men are of our Aurora. The more they fear being associated with Aurora, the more Aurora will thrive on their stage. Not only will we thrive on their stage, but the day after tomorrow, we'll make sure our people claim the title of the Northwest's number one martial arts master. I'll slap them in the face, making these so-called righteous people realize how weak they are. I'll take all the titles of 'Number One in the World,' letting the Wang family know they're inferior to Aurora!"

“Princess, you were just injured by Leng Yan, why do you have to fight them again? This world now belongs to the royal family, we should avoid their sharp edge for the time being. If you are injured by them again this time, the Prince will definitely take his anger out on us,” a middle-aged man said helplessly.

"Hehe, Father is an old-fashioned man. His step-by-step strategy is outdated. The world now belongs to us young people. We should be bold and fight hard in this world." The girl smiled, her eyes sweeping over the people seated in front of her. "The day after tomorrow, sitting here will be some big shots from the Northwest, such as the Long family and the Bai family. I can't wait to see their expressions when they see that the number one expert in the Northwest is not under their command."

"Huh?" When the girl's bright eyes swept over me and Xi'er, her eyes suddenly sparkled.

"Princess, it's them? Could it be that they also brought experts from the Wang family to seize the title of the number one expert in the Northwest? If the Wang family has brought people, we'd better be careful." Xuanwu's expression changed slightly.

"No, I don't want to be cautious! That hypocritical scumbag, I'm going to slap him in the face the day after tomorrow and let him taste the power of this princess!"

*Crack!* A wine glass shattered instantly in the girl's hand. Dressed in an elegant black evening gown, her slightly tanned skin radiant. At this moment, she was no longer the tomboy who had caused a ruckus at the Wang family's house, but a noble young woman of breathtaking beauty who could captivate anyone's heart.

"Hehe... Finally found the little thing about the aurora..." A dashing middle-aged man sat in one of the sixteen seats with a smile, gently clenching his right hand, which was adorned with a golden dragon head ring, on his middle finger.

Chapter 269 A Man's Fury

"This is outrageous! Yesterday, a ticket for the top seats in this fighting arena cost 50,000 yuan, but today it's a million yuan a ticket!" I complained to Xi'er as we walked into the fighting arena, holding the tickets we had bought in advance.

Tomorrow is the tournament to determine the top martial arts master in Northwest China, and the ticket prices for the arena have skyrocketed. A regular ticket now sells for 3,000 yuan, while the sixteen premium seats have sold for a million yuan each.

"Luckily, the maximum prize money also increased yesterday, and we won three million in one go, otherwise we wouldn't be sitting at the head of the table today." Xi'er said, patting her small chest with a hint of disappointment.

"Sir, Madam, would you like something to drink?" The young lady from yesterday hurriedly came over and asked as soon as they entered one of the sixteen seats of honor.

When she saw us yesterday, she assumed we were middle-class or upper-middle-class and was a little unhappy that we couldn't afford good drinks. But when she saw us today, she seemed quite disoriented.

Tomorrow is the Northwest's top martial arts tournament, and to prevent nouveau riche from competing with the Northwest's bigwigs for seats, the owner of this fighting arena deliberately raised the ticket prices to an astronomical level. But even with tickets costing a million each, the young couple still managed to get in.

Tomorrow will be the liveliest time of the year. I heard that the ticket price will rise to ten million per ticket tomorrow.

If this young couple can still afford to sit in these seats of honor, then their identities will become a subject of speculation.

There are quite a few nouveau riche in Northwest China with assets of tens or hundreds of millions. But those who are willing to spend ten million to watch a fighting match are few and far between.

It's also worth mentioning that these tickets are sold in pairs. The sixteen "premium seats" are actually sixteen small private rooms. They have leather sofas and individual air conditioning. Each sofa seats two people, leaving standing room for the rest. Many VIPs usually bring a female companion to sit in the premium seats, while their bodyguards stand behind them. In other words, if these VIPs want to watch the game from a private room, they have to book the entire room and pay the price of two tickets.

Those who are willing to spend 20 million to watch the game are probably only the Long family, the Bai family, or some big shots from the Northwest.

"Honey, what would you like to drink today?" I asked with a smile, looking at my lovely wife.

"Romain Rolland, please." Xi'er's attention was only on the game, and she no longer cared about what to drink.

"Just pick out any bottle of Romanée-Conti, whatever vintage it is, nothing too expensive, no more than 200,000," I said to the woman behind me.

"Okay..." She was momentarily distracted when she saw that we had ordered a bottle of red wine worth around 200,000 yuan. Then she gave us a deep look, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and left.

"Boss Liu, look, that young couple is here again!" Today, Boss Liu is seated in the next tier of honor. The environment here is far inferior to the upper levels, but at least it's close to the fighting ring, so it's not bad. From today to tomorrow, these sixteen seats will be filled with the most powerful figures in the entire Northwest. Boss Liu is just the richest man in a small town, and he thinks that even if he's rich, he shouldn't be so extravagant; he'd better not compete with the big shots of the Northwest.

But when Mr. Liu saw us, his face turned deathly pale. "Two million for a seat of honor. These two can actually afford it? Who exactly are this young couple?"

"Boss Liu, that girl might actually be richer than us. Otherwise, how could she be so arrogant, spending ten thousand yuan to send us to eat somewhere else?" Boss Liu's bodyguard was also sweating profusely.

After all, people willing to spend two million to watch a fighting match are extremely rare. Those sitting in this arena aren't simply wealthy. Could they be children of some super-rich family? And perhaps even heirs or daughters?

"Tomorrow, if they still deserve to sit in this seat of honor tomorrow, then I, Boss Liu, will respect them!" After thinking for a moment, Boss Liu said through gritted teeth.

"Boss, they're here again." In another seat, a bodyguard's face turned pale when he saw us.

The guest seated at the head of the table was the owner of this fighting arena. After glancing at us with a solemn expression, the arena owner pondered for a moment and said, "Send their photos to the Long family and let them investigate their background. The Long family's influence extends throughout the Northwest, and they also have some deep connections with the Ye family in the North. The Long family will definitely be able to find out their background."

After speaking, the host of the venue looked at the other unfamiliar faces in the seats. He recognized the Long family, the Bai family, and some bigwigs from the Northwest, but these new faces that had appeared this year seemed particularly suspicious. Because Aurora had been very active this year, he suspected that one of these new faces must be part of Aurora's group.

These unfamiliar faces were led by a solitary middle-aged man. He was pale, possessed an extraordinary air, and was handsome and dashing. He seemed to radiate an aura, an aura that only a born king could possess. On the middle finger of his right hand, a gold dragon head ring was particularly eye-catching. On three fingers of his left hand, he wore several expensive gemstone rings.

The owner of this venue has been running it for over a decade. He has met many powerful figures from all walks of life. But even the head of the Long family doesn't possess the same air of wealth and power as this middle-aged man.

It seemed only the head of the most powerful royal family in the world possessed such an aura. But the head of the royal family was an emperor, a very important figure. How could he possibly come to this small town?

This person is very likely the leader of the Aurora.

The venue's owner began to feel uneasy at this thought. If this man truly was the leader of the aurora borealis, and he were to fight the heroes of the Northwest here, would his venue be destroyed as a result?

As for the other three unfamiliar faces, they were a noble young woman with dark skin and stunning beauty, a beautiful woman dressed in ancient style with embroidered robes and trousers, and a young man with cold and arrogant eyes who exuded the aura of a powerful figure.

These four unfamiliar faces, and that young couple—they all look like people from Aurora. Aurora is a criminal organization that has recruited many notorious outlaws and criminals over the years. Never mind, let the Long family investigate. As long as the Long family doesn't suspect his connection to Aurora, that's fine.

"Xuanwu, has Baihu arrived?" Over here, a noble and beautiful young woman sat in the seat of honor, smiling.

"Princess, the White Tiger has arrived. He is changing his clothes," said the middle-aged man behind the girl.

"Alright, then tomorrow we'll have White Tiger teach those righteous people in the Northwest a lesson, and also teach that brat from the Wang family a lesson!" The girl's eyes turned hateful again as she looked at me.

On this side, Xi'er and I were placing bets on people. I felt someone watching me coldly, and I couldn't help but frown and look at a seat opposite us.

Although I was dozens of meters away from the seat opposite me, I spotted a beautiful young woman with dark skin at a glance. She was very dark-skinned, about the same color as me. But her skin had a healthy tan. Her eyes were bright and spirited. To my surprise, I saw a pretty girl who was just as stunning as Xi'er.

The girl looked somewhat familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had seen her before.

Holy crap, he looks so familiar.

"Wang Xi, it's one thing that you like Zhang Xuan, and another that you like my cousin, but you actually want to flirt with other women? I've already tolerated you enough. If you want to get married, I definitely won't be happy!" At this moment, Xi'er, who was beside me, had already seen the beautiful dark-skinned girl across the way. As soon as she saw me staring blankly at her, Xi'er immediately pinched me hard.

"No, I don't like her. I just think she looks familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen her before," I said.

"Hmm? She looks familiar. This girl... I think I've seen her before." After looking at the girl across from her for a while, Xi'er was no longer angry.

"Really? I think I saw her at our wedding. Could she be a young lady from some family?" I asked.

"It seems to be the one who caused trouble at our wedding," Xi'er said, blinking.

"Impossible. The one who caused trouble at our wedding looks a lot like her, but she was seriously injured by Leng Yan. It must be because plastic surgery technology is so advanced now that she and the one who caused trouble at the wedding ran away from the same hospital." After saying that, I hugged Xi'er and laughed.

"You dare to laugh when you see me? I'll make them pay!" Seeing how sweet Xi'er and I were, the girl clenched her slender fingers and became furious.

On this side, the middle-aged man wearing the dragon head ring was staring intently at the young girl. When he noticed that the girl's eyes were fixed on the young couple opposite them, he curiously glanced across the way.

He glanced at the boy opposite him and couldn't help but smile. "This kid is quite lucky to have attracted the little aurora. It's just that he's too dark-skinned, like an African."

But when he glanced at the pretty young girl across from him, he gradually frowned. Why? This girl looked so much like the woman in his heart.

Moreover, her imposing air of nobility and the smug upturn of her lips at times were exactly like the woman in his heart.

Could this little girl be related to her?

Thinking of this, the dashing middle-aged man started counting on his fingers. If she really was his daughter, she should be this age by now.

But her daughter was already betrothed to...