Chapter 65: Chapter 62: It is they who want to meet me, not I who want to meet them.

"So why the hell did you go looking for trouble with that guy?" Zhang Daqing pinched his chin and asked, tilting his head.

"..."

Li Zhaoquan scratched his head.

"There are quite a few babes here, so I just wanted to show off a bit..."

Zhang Daqing was somewhat speechless, "You're really not afraid of stirring up trouble, are you? That guy doesn't live alone; mess with him, and maybe tomorrow 'Little Dragon King' Meng Boshang will come knocking on your dojo's door to challenge you."

"It's just sparring, I won't really do anything to him, I've already got my excuse ready." Li Zhaoquan said confidently.

Zhang Daqing rolled his eyes, too lazy to say more.

"Hiss... My bone really broke, this guy's not normal, we absolutely can't mess with him..." Li Zhaoquan rubbed his arm.

Zhang Daqing quickly waved his hands, "What 'we'? Don't lump me in with you, I have nothing to do with this. I've been looking at him with nothing but friendly, kind and warm eyes..."

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"Huh? It's over just like that?"

A group of rich and noble young ladies and gentlemen were somewhat puzzled.

It looked like these two were about to clash, so how come after a short exchange it was all over?

Ye Chenglin looked towards Pei Tiancheng.

"Pei, what do you think happened here?"

The rest of the small circle also turned their attention to him.

Pei Tiancheng smiled and took a sip from the glass in his hand, saying, "That's called 'touching hands.' Among highly skilled martial artists, when two people want to test each other's skills, they only need to touch hands to know the other's rough level; they don't need to actually fight."

The second-generation rich kids who were not familiar with these things suddenly found it amazing, expressing their astonishment.

"So, they've already tested each other just now? Pei, who do you think had the upper hand?"

Ye Chenglin asked with interest.

"Don't even need to mention it, it's definitely the good-looking bro here." A girl immediately spoke up, staring at Xue Jing with gleaming eyes.

"That big meaty guy ran so fast, he must have lost," another girl quickly chimed in.

Next to them, a young man sporting a slicked-back hairstyle felt a bit miffed, "Hey, hey, hey, you guys, these aesthetic addicts, don't just judge by looks, they were comparing martial arts skills, not in a beauty contest, Pei, you're the most knowledgeable here, what do you say?"

Pei Tiancheng looked towards Xue Jing and spoke with a calm voice, "It seems that this young man is indeed stronger."

"See, I told you, he definitely won!" The girl immediately beamed with joy.

"Pei, Pei, what about you then? If you compared with him, who would be stronger?" Someone suddenly asked.

Pei Tiancheng smiled, a trace of confidence appearing on his face.

"It's not a fair comparison; I'm a bit older than him."

With that said, everyone there was no fool; they understood what he meant.

He was suggesting that he was stronger than the other, but modestly used age as the reason.

"Wow~" The group looked at him with admiration.

Next to them, the portly Pei Youguang hesitated before muttering, "Uh, that... I know him."

"Hmm?"

All eyes turned towards Pei Youguang.

The usually overlooked Second Young Master Pei suddenly found himself the center of attention and became a bit flustered.

"Oh? Second Young Master Pei knows him?"

Ye Chenglin's gaze was curious.

"Yes, he's my senior from the same school." Pei Youguang said, inevitably reaching to touch his nose, which had healed quite a bit but still throbbed with a dull pain.

He had been beaten up by him not long ago... he added in his mind.

"Second Young Master Pei... could you introduce us to him?" A girl in a sexy off-shoulder dress asked eagerly, her eyes shining as she spoke to Pei Youguang.

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This was the first time a girl had spoken to him voluntarily after he started hanging out with Pei Tiancheng, and she called him Second Young Master Pei.

"Second Young Master Pei, please, we beg you."

"Just introduce him to us..."

The other rich daughters also joined in, and for a moment, Pei Youguang felt under the illusion that he was actually quite popular.

Introducing them to Jing... shouldn't be a problem, right?

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Aside from being a bit worried about whether his body could take it...

Just when Pei Youguang was already in a daze, Pei Tiancheng glanced at him.

"Youguang."

Pei Youguang immediately regained clarity and hurriedly said, "Big brother!"

Pei Tiancheng smiled softly and said, "I also want to meet him, such an outstanding youth..."

"Thank you for your trouble."

Pei Youguang didn't dare to retort and bowed his head, saying, "Yes..."

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After finishing the exchange with the man named Li Zhaoquan, although feeling a bit baffled, Xue Jing didn't mind it.

He wandered around the hall for a while and, seeing a long table filled with a buffet, he walked over, wanting to grab something to eat.

Picking up a plate from the table next to the cutlery stand, faced with a dazzling array of dishes, Xue Jing was somewhat indecisive.

"Jing, Jing!"

A call came from the side, Xue Jing turned his head and saw a portly young man, dressed in a black suit, looking dapper.

It was actually Pei Youguang?

He raised his eyebrows in surprise and said, "It's Youguang, what are you doing here?"

Pei Youguang chuckled, adjusted his collar, and said, "I'm here to attend the banquet. I never expected to see you here, Jing."

"Jing, I saw the way you 'sparred' with that big guy just now; you're amazing."

He gave a thumbs-up.

Xue Jing picked up a meatball from the buffet table and said, "Oh? You noticed?"

Pei Youguang scratched his head, looking somewhat embarrassed, "I didn't notice... actually, my big brother told me. He said you won."

After chatting leisurely for a while, Pei Youguang then pondered for a moment and said:

"Jing, my big brother wants to meet you..."

Xue Jing, as if he hadn't heard, reached out with his fork to pick up a fried meatball from the plate, put it in his mouth, and chewed for a while before swallowing.

Pei Youguang quickly added, "He said you are an outstanding youth, and he admires you a lot. He just wants to get to know you. Jing, my big brother is really capable, a genius who got into Inner Ring University through martial examination..."

"There are many people over there, all wishing to befriend you, all from Qingcheng's upper social circle... the sons and daughters of influential families..."

Seeing that he seemed a bit anxious, Xue Jing put down his plate, pulled out a paper napkin from the table, and leisurely wiped his fingers.

Then smiling, he said, "Youguang, you might be a little mistaken."

He placed his hand on Pei Youguang's shoulder, the smile on the corner of his lips carried a slight chill.

"Be it your brother, various second-generation members of your circles, or the workers at the convenience store on the street..."

"Wanting to get to know me and be friends is not an issue; I welcome it."

"But if they really want to be friends with me, then they should come to me by themselves."

"One should strive for what they want, not wait for others to bring it to them."

Pausing, Xue Jing continued in a soft voice: "It's them who want to meet me, not the other way around. Don't get it twisted."

After saying this, he patted Pei Youguang's shoulder and turned to leave.

Pei Youguang stood there, stunned for a long time, before a sudden panic set in his heart.

He had screwed up.

Pei Youguang felt as if he had plunged into an ice cave.

He could feel that at that moment, his relationship with Jing had grown much colder.

Only then did he realize that the manner of his 'introduction' was somewhat humiliating to Xue Jing.

Wanting to get to know him, yet not coming over on their own and instead having someone else call him over...

This commanding way was undoubtedly condescending.

As if it was an honor for Xue Jing to know them, imbued with a sense of entitlement.

Even they themselves probably hadn't realized it.

Pei Youguang watched Xue Jing's tall and straight back, firm like a sturdy pine, wanting to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he couldn't utter a word.

He had screwed up...

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