Huoyun raised his head in anger and glared at Lan Ziye, gritting his teeth and saying, "I've already admitted defeat. You can kill me or chop me up as you please. Why do you have to humiliate me?"
Lan Ziye smiled and said, "I don't mean to humiliate you. I just want to tell you that with a talent like yours, it's best to rely on a large family. Only in a large family can you have the opportunity to become a truly powerful person!"
After saying that, he withdrew his spiritual power, and the daggers instantly turned into powder and dissipated. Lan Ziye walked out of the private room calmly, leaving only the Fire Cloud Fairy standing there stupidly.
Lan Ziye returned to the VIP area victorious, waiting for the competition to be completed in another private room.
Soon, the winner of another private room was born. A tall man wearing a golden mask and a suit walked out of the room.
The man had an air of nobility about him, different from all the other contestants.
Lan Ziye was somewhat surprised. She turned to look at Wu Xuzi beside her and asked, "What is the origin of this person?"
Wu Xuzi was completely confused and said, "I don't know!" He paused, then said in distress, "Strange! There's no such person in my intelligence. Where on earth did this person come from?"
As he spoke, Wu Xuzi's expression became serious, and he continued solemnly: "However, he was able to beat the ever-victorious General Wu Yu so hard that he couldn't get up. He must be very powerful. Twelve Young Master, you have to be careful!" He looked at the big screen with a hint of meaning.
The image on the big screen was frozen at this moment on Wu Yu lying on the ground, dying.
Seeing Lan Ziye looking at the big screen, Wu Xuzi said, "I don't have any information on that man, but I have collected some information on Wu Yu!" Then he smiled awkwardly and said, "I thought Wu Yu would be the one to face you in the end!"
"Wu Yu is a professional fighter, living off tournament prize money. He participates in no fewer than twenty such competitions each year. His win rate is quite high; he's a true master of punches and kicks. Even when he fails, he's never been beaten this badly!" Wu Xuzi said with regret, "His fighting ability is truly second to none!"
"The masked man is called Chu Ze!" Chu Xixuan suddenly said in a cold voice.
"Chu Ze? A member of the Chu family?" Lan Ziye and Wu Xuzi both saw Chu Xixuan's puzzled expression. Even if he was a branch of the Chu family, he wouldn't have fallen to the point of coming to the Twelfth Street to take on this job, right?
"Strictly speaking, he should be considered a bastard of the Chu family. His father was the offspring of the old man's one-night stand. Ten years ago, his father was seriously ill, and he and his mother brought his grandmother's handwritten letter to the Chu family, hoping that the Chu family could find the best doctor to treat his father. Unfortunately, they arrived too late. When the old man brought the medical team to their hometown, his father could no longer be saved! Later, his grandfather saw that he had good talent and didn't want him to waste away in that small mountain village, so he brought him to the Chu family. His mother still stayed in their hometown. Two years ago, I heard that his mother remarried and gave birth to another child with someone else." Chu Xixuan said with regret.
"Chu Ze has always been a weirdo. When he came to the Chu family, he was about seven or eight years old. He was taught by the old man himself. He is a loner, doesn't like to talk, and has a very low sense of presence. The number of words he has said to me over the years can be counted on one hand!" Chu Xixuan added.
Lan Ziye glanced at Chu Xixuan: How dare you say that others don’t like to talk? It’s because you don’t like to talk that others don’t talk to you!
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