Chapter 398: There is an Ancient Saying in Longguo

The Japanese player who was just clamoring to teach Xu Shaochen a lesson suddenly fell silent.

There was no choice. The difference in strength brought sobriety.

Surrounded by Long Yi and others, the four looked like lambs encircled by wolves, shivering and sweating stubbornly.

The people from Longguo in the shop watched the scene with a touch of schadenfreude, while the other Japanese players kept their heads down, pretending to eat.

“What did you just say? I might not have heard it clearly. Why don’t you say it again?”

Xu Shaochen looked at Inoue and spoke calmly.

Cold sweat gradually formed on Inoue’s forehead. His three companions also went pale, their hearts frantic.

“Slap!”

Xu Shaochen raised his hand and slapped Inoue’s face, saying coldly: “Do you not understand human language? I told you to repeat it word for word.”

“Dam… Damn it. Teach this senseless Chinese a lesson.” Inoue trembled, repeating his arrogant words in the meekest tone.

“Take him out, smash his mouth.”

Xu Shaochen waved his hand, his tone indifferent.

The two bodyguards stepped forward to seize control of Inoue.

“No, you can’t do this. You told me to say it. You told me to say it. It’s not my fault. Let me go! Let me go!”

Inoue showed a panicked expression, struggling fiercely, screaming at the top of his lungs, completely losing his composure.

Xu Shaochen chuckled and grabbed his hair, pinned his head to the counter: “So if I told you to eat shit, would you do it too?”

With that, he released him, a mocking look on his face.

Without a word, the two bodyguards dragged Inoue out.

“Ah! Stop! Stop hitting me! I was wrong! I’ll never dare again! Ah!”

Moments later, the customers in the Japanese restaurant heard the screams coming from outside, causing everyone to shiver.

“You’re lucky you came late and didn’t say anything you shouldn’t have, or he’d be your warning.”

Xu Shaochen told Inoue’s three companions.

“Yes, sir, your lesson is right. We’ll remember your teachings for life.”

“Yes, yes. We aren’t really familiar with Inoue. He’s just a complete jerk, a failure, a scumbag.”

“We just came over to clean up the mess and teach that fool who embarrassed us abroad a lesson. We absolutely had no intention of offending you.”

The three stood before Xu Shaochen, heads down, speaking respectfully, while inwardly cursing Inoue’s ancestors.

Others hearing this couldn’t help but twitch their mouths. What drives such shamelessness? Probably gut instinct.

Xu Shaochen spat out a word: “Scram.”

“Yes!”

The three bowed and quickly scurried out of the Japanese restaurant as if fearing Xu Shaochen might suddenly change his mind.

“The flies are gone. Let’s keep eating. So, where were we?”

Xu Shaochen said softly to Mei Liangying, completely different from moments ago.

It couldn’t be helped. Who told those guys to be so mouthy? And they were men! If it were a woman, Xu Shaochen wouldn’t mind educating her in a different manner, contributing to the nation, and exporting the population.

“You were fierce just now, but well done.” Mei Liangying looked at Xu Shaochen, speaking as someone with strong national pride.

“Fierce?” Xu Shaochen shook his head with a wistful look: “Actually, there’s a story here. Time flies, and I almost forget…”

A man with stories is always attractive to women. Xu Shaochen was about to improvise another story.

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“Inoue-kun, Inoue-kun, are you okay?”

After leaving the Japanese restaurant, the three Japanese players found Inoue lying on the ground and rushed to help him up.

“I…I can’t speak well.” His mouth was swollen, making speech difficult.

The three exchanged glances, then said indignantly: “Baka! Those damn Chinese went too far, actually beating you so badly.”

“Right! Inoue-kun, sorry, we wanted to avenge you, but two fists can’t match four hands, and we got beaten!”

“Yes, I took five punches. That damn Chinese is a kung fu expert. He hit us internally, but it doesn’t show. Cough, cough, cough…”

The three pretended to be in unbearable pain, claiming their bravery in launching a heroic but tragic charge at Xu Shaochen, ending with internal injuries.

“You… You are good brothers!”

Inoue was deeply moved; he never thought they dared to act in that situation. Truly his good brothers.

So they thought this job was more lucrative.

“That damn Longguo guy dared to hit me, an imperial warrior. I must show him my strength, let him know the consequences of angering me!”

Inoue said through gritted teeth, his hatred for Xu Shaochen burning wildly, the venom in his eyes nearly tangible.

“No, no, no, Inoue-kun. You can’t do this. Look at those bodyguards. It’s clear he’s powerful in Longguo. We can’t fight him; we’d only make things worse.”

“That’s right, Inoue-kun. There’s an ancient saying in Longguo: ‘Endure and you shall achieve’.”

“What does it mean?” Inoue looked puzzled. Longguo’s proverbs seemed mighty.

“It means… the more you endure, the greater you become. Yes, that’s what it means.”

Though he didn’t know what it really meant, he was sure Inoue didn’t know either, and that was enough.

They needed to quash Inoue’s foolish thoughts of revenge. They didn’t want to die with him.

Nor did they want Inoue to die. If Inoue died, how would they get rich and achieve their life goals? Inoue carried the hopes of all three. He couldn’t die.

After hearing this, Inoue also gave up on immediate revenge, grudgingly saying: “Damn Chinese, you’d better pray you never come to Japan, or I’ll throw you into the Hokkaido fish farm to feed the fish!”