My Arrogant Young Lady

“Senior Leng Yan has some matters to attend to at his sect. He’s from a prestigious sect and is its leader, so he must be dealing with many sect-related issues, which will likely keep him occupied for two or three months. Senior Leng Yan’s absence is actually a good thing. Without anyone to rely on, we’ll be more willing to go all out when we encounter trouble. Perhaps this is also Senior Leng Yan’s intention,” An Yao said.

After saying that, An Yao smiled and looked at me, saying, "Brother, your strength has reached a bottleneck, and it will be difficult to break through no matter how much you train. As you wish. You can move freely now."

"I can move around freely now?" I was overjoyed.

“Yes, but school starts in five days. You’d better not waste too much time these next few days. With two formidable enemies like Wang You and Liu Li right now, you should cherish your time,” An Yao said.

"That's great, let's go for a drink!" I immediately said to my buddies.

"Haha. Let's drink!" Di Huo put his arm around my shoulder, and our large group of brothers walked out of the training ground.

"Brother, is he really listening to me...?" An Yao's eyes turned cold as she watched us walk out of the training ground.

“He’s been too tired lately, practicing martial arts all day long. This kind of life can get boring after a while, so let him have fun.” Xi’er held An Yao’s little hand and smiled.

"Alright, let's go shopping then. Although Oil City is a small city, it's the richest city in the province. The clothes here are prettier than those elsewhere in the province. Let's have a good look around," An Yao said helplessly.

"Let's invite Zhang Xuan; she has good taste," Xi'er said.

"Okay." An Yao nodded gently.

After drinking with my brothers all day, we all stumbled back to my uncle's house, completely drunk. As soon as I walked in, I kicked off my shoes and lay on the floor, panting, saying, "Hahaha. It's been so long since I've felt this relaxed. Wang Huan's gone, we can eat whatever we want without worry. Thankfully, my two new siblings don't like to poison people, otherwise we'd be living a miserable life every day."

"Brother Xi, I heard your uncle has a private club with lots of beautiful women. How about we go out for karaoke and drinks together tomorrow? Wouldn't it be more fun to have some pretty girls to keep us company?" Young Master Bao was also quite drunk, and when he was drunk, he started thinking about his old life.

"Oh?" I panted as I lit a cigarette.

"Hehe, although no matter how many beauties we find, none can compare to your Xi'er. But, the grass is always greener on the other side. We won't do anything special, just find a few beauties to sing and entertain us. Just thinking about touching their cool, stockinged thighs is so satisfying," said Young Master Bao.

"..." Upon hearing Young Master Bao's words, Lu Zhicheng's eyes lit up.

After hearing what Young Master Bao said, I'm actually a little tempted. Now that I'm healthier, I can drink and have fun again. And with all the martial arts training I do day and night, I really want to enrich my life and relax a bit.

Just as a group of us boys were chatting about pretty girls, I saw my uncle return with some people. As soon as we saw him, we all stood up and greeted him, "Uncle!"

"Have you been drinking?" My uncle smiled when he saw our group of drunk people.

"Hmm..." After all, he was my elder, so I quickly nodded respectfully. I was still a little scared, afraid that my uncle would scold us for being too casual.

"Where did you drink?" my uncle asked me.

"In a small tavern, the stir-fries were pretty good..." I said.

"Drinking in the same place all the time is no fun. If you want to get really drunk, you have to go to three different places to make it interesting," my uncle laughed.

"What?" I stared wide-eyed at my uncle's words.

"Restaurants, KTVs, nightclubs, and finally a bathhouse—that's the true nature of us underworld figures," the man in the dragon robe said with a smile.

"Huh?" I was even more surprised.

"Here you go, this is my Zhao Emperor's credit card. All the money I, Zhao Emperor, have is in this account. Get out of here, take your brothers to a karaoke bar, then to a nightclub, then to a bathhouse before coming home. So honest, you're nowhere near as good as your old man back in the day. You need to surpass your father, understand?!" My uncle berated me harshly.

"Huh?" I felt a little dizzy.

"Xi'er, your uncle doesn't like honest people. Go play some more and don't make your uncle angry," Longpao quickly whispered to me.

"He has no class at all, not at all like a spoiled brat. If people knew that I, Emperor Zhao, have a nephew who can't spend money, I'm afraid the people of the martial arts world would laugh their heads off..." The uncle curled his lip and left.

"Uncle in the dragon robe, what kind of person was my father before?" I asked after thinking for a moment.

"Your dad? He used to be a petty thug." The man in the dragon robe laughed.

"What kind of petty thug?" I asked.

"He indulges in all five vices: eating, drinking, gambling, whoring, and smoking. Otherwise, how could I have found you so many stepmothers?" Longpao smiled and followed his uncle.

After a night of revelry, my brothers and I returned home. Seeing my uncle, my eyes were swollen shut. "Uncle, I'm home..."

My uncle was feeding his seven lucky fish in front of the fish tank. When he saw me return, he turned around, looked at my drunken and womanizing appearance, and seemed somewhat satisfied.

Smiling, the uncle nodded gently, "This is my Emperor Zhao's nephew. It seems I need to personally mentor you."

"Uncle, how are you going to mentor me?" I asked, rubbing my eyes as I yawned.

"Hehe..." Uncle laughed, a strange smile on his face.

Chapter 139 Spending Money

Although my uncle likes me very much and treats me well, he's very dissatisfied with my current demeanor. By his standards, he thinks I should act like a spoiled brat. He's involved in organized crime, so at the very least, I should look like a hoodlum.

I had only slept in at home for a morning when my uncle woke us up. I had been drinking all night yesterday and my head was throbbing. My uncle didn't even let me get enough sleep before waking me up.

Zhang Xuan, Xi'er, An Yao, and Chunxia Qiudong were watching their uncle's fish in the living room when they saw their uncle dragging them downstairs with a mix of hitting and scolding. They all looked at us in surprise.

Rubbing my head, I felt a buzzing in my head as soon as I spoke. "Uncle, it's only noon. Let us sleep for a while before waking us up."

"Yes, Uncle, my head keeps hurting..." Young Master Bao said, shaking his head.

My uncle remained unmoved, looking at me coldly and saying, "Do you know what a thug is?"

"I don't know..." I gently shook my head.

“To muddle through life is to muddle through the days. Just muddle through one day at a time. Look at you now, all upright, where is the muddle-dweller? Our Zhao family is the number one power in the provincial capital. If people saw my nephew, the Emperor Zhao, acting like a college student, wouldn't they laugh at us?” the uncle said.

"Awesome!" Upon hearing his uncle's words, Young Master Bao immediately burst into laughter. Then, looking at his uncle with an expression of pure admiration, he exclaimed.

"Hehe, this young master Bao is just like my Emperor Zhao's nephew." The uncle seemed to like young master Bao very much, nodding repeatedly as he looked at him. "Not bad, he can become a great leader in the future."

"And what about me, Uncle?" Lu Zhicheng asked.

"You? At best, you're just a driver and a top-notch thug. You have no personality at all." The uncle looked at Lu Zhicheng with disdain.

"Uncle, why don't I recognize you as my godfather? I like to play the spoiled brat. If you recognize me as your godson, I'll definitely play the role of a playboy to the fullest." Young Master Bao looked at his uncle with expectant eyes and said.

"You're not worthy!" the uncle said coldly.

"..." Young Master Bao blushed after hearing his uncle's words.

Ignoring Young Master Bao, my uncle put his arm around my shoulder and led me outside, saying, "Come on, let me show you what a real江湖人 (jianghu person) is like."

Accompanied by a large group of henchmen, my uncle took us directly to one of his factories. It was a rice processing plant. As soon as we got out of the car, a large group of young men ran towards my uncle, shouting, "Emperor Zhao!"

"Get things done," the dragon-robed man said, raising his head.

"Yes." Dian Longpao nodded, and the youths immediately dispersed.

Then, the group of young people started working. While they were working, I thought for a moment and lit a cigarette. Seeing me light a cigarette, my uncle lit a thin cigarette and said, "Look closely, see how you differ from them?"

After listening to my uncle's words, I looked at the young men. Each of them had a fierce look on their face, but they all seemed sleep-deprived; their eyes were all bloodshot. Although they walked with a limp, they carried loads of rice with remarkable strength.

"Do you see the difference?" the uncle asked.

“I saw it,” I said.

"Come on, let me take you to another place to look around." After getting us into the car, my uncle took us to one of his oil refineries.

Although the Lantern Festival had passed, my uncle's oil refinery was still filled with the festive atmosphere. In his guardhouse, a large group of thugs were gathered, eating melon seeds and gambling. When my uncle and Longpao arrived with us, the thugs immediately dropped their cards and shouted, "Emperor Zhao, Brother Longpao!"

"Keep playing," the dragon-robed man said coldly.

"Hey, Dragon Robe Bro, wanna play a few rounds? I've been on a winning streak these past few hands." One of the henchmen showed off a broken tooth.

"You guys have fun." With a smile, Long Pao threw a wad of banknotes on the table.

"Holy crap!" Seeing that Longpao had paid, the henchmen immediately shouted and started grabbing the money. After they had the money, one of the henchmen quickly said to Longpao, "Brother Longpao, the refined oil has already been loaded onto trucks and transported to Dagang. There's nothing else to do, so we'll just stay here and have some fun."

"I know, I trust you to handle things." The dragon robe nodded gently.

"Do you see the difference between you and them?" my uncle asked me.

“They’re fun-loving and mischievous. Everyone here knows how to get along with people,” I said.

“No, they have other advantages as well,” the dragon robe said.

"Huh?" I asked, puzzled.

He pointed to a "No Talking" sign on the wall, smiled, and said, "Look at that sign. This is an oil refinery, and talking is prohibited here. Yet, they're all chain smokers, especially when they're playing cards, it's hard not to smoke. And there's no big boss supervising them, but they're all very self-disciplined. This shows they have a strong sense of self-control."

"Hmm, that's really true..." After hearing what Longpao said, I saw that there wasn't even a speck of ash on the ground, and I couldn't help but admire these people my age.

“They’re playful and energetic. They can take a joke, and while they may appear flamboyant, they’re determined and have strong self-control. Although many of them didn’t even finish junior high school, they have their own skills. These young people are also more hardworking. If you let them coast for three to five years, they’ll definitely be able to afford an Audi A6,” Longpao said.

"Young Master Bao, are you angry about what I just said?" Uncle asked, looking at Young Master Bao.

"Don't be angry, why be angry? You're Brother Xi's uncle, you could insult me ​​a thousand times a day and I wouldn't be angry." Young Master Bao grinned mischievously.

"Hehe, you're sure to amount to something someday." Uncle smiled and patted Young Master Bao's shoulder. Then, after thinking for a moment, he asked, "Was your arm broken by An Yao's people?"

“Hmm…” Young Master Bao glanced at the four hall masters and nodded gently.

"Don't you hate them?" the uncle asked.

“I don’t hate them at all. It’s my blessing that they think highly of me and are my friends,” Young Master Bao said earnestly.

"Not bad." My uncle nodded gently, then said to me, "Wang Xi, you've almost mastered the kung fu, but there's still a lot you need to learn. In your Shencheng, the most famous playboy is called 'Little Good Guy,' right?"

“Yes, we know him very well,” I said.

"Spend more time with him, you can learn a lot from him," the uncle said.

Hearing my uncle's words, I couldn't help but think of Little Good Guy. Little Good Guy seemed just like my uncle's henchmen—indulging in all sorts of vices, always acting like a carefree scoundrel. But last time he met Li Da Cai Zi's father, he spoke eloquently about business. At that moment, I finally understood my uncle's intention. My uncle wanted my life to be richer, my knowledge broader, and no matter how badly I was led astray, I should still have my own principles. Perhaps Little Good Guy and Bao Shao Ye are bad people, but they do have many admirable qualities I can learn from. They admire the strong, are flexible and resilient, and don't get angry no matter how much they are insulted. Such people can make many strong friends.

At least for now, I have a good impression of this nice guy. If given the chance, I'd like to be friends with him.

"What are you thinking about?" my uncle asked me.

"I've thought of a lot," I said.

“You’re missing something,” his uncle said.

“What is it?” I asked.

“You have the same noble air as your brothers and sisters. My nephew, the Emperor Zhao, should not lack nobility,” the uncle said.

"How can I acquire their air of nobility?" I asked.

"I've already given you my credit card. Let your uncle in the dragon robe take you to spend money." With a smile, the uncle left with his large group of henchmen.

After my uncle and the others left, Longpao took us to the city's shopping center. He picked out a gold chain for each of us, each about the thickness of a little finger. He also chose three gemstone rings for me. And a Rolex gold watch for me. After we finished choosing, Longpao pointed to the cashier and said, "Swipe your card; the PIN is your birthday."

After listening to Longpao's words, I went to the cashier to pay. The moment I saw the bill, my heart began to bleed. I'd only spent a few hundred yuan during my stay at my uncle's house for so many days. But today alone, I felt like I'd spent more money than I'd ever spent in my entire life. Even the money my uncle gave me hurt to use.

I glanced back at the dragon robe, then reluctantly spent the money. I walked back, and the dragon robe smiled at me, asking, "How does it feel?"

"My heart aches..." I said.