Rebirth of the Peak Young Master

Chapter 1430: Lonely Souls

After more than ten minutes, Xiao Rou jumped out of the room. Seeing Jiang Guangrong waiting for her at the door, Xiao Rou let out a sigh of relief. Xiao Rou extended her right hand again: "My name is Xiao Rou."

This time, Jiang Guangrong didn’t refuse. He gently shook Xiao Rou’s hand and quickly let go. He put his hand in his pocket and said lightly, "Jiang Guangrong!"

Xiao Rou smiled, not getting angry. She put both hands behind her back and looked at Jiang Guangrong: "Alright, Brother Guangrong, thank you so much for just now. Let me treat you to a snack. What would you like to eat?"

Jiang Damin’s face showed no emotional fluctuation, and his tone remained plain: "Anything."

Xiao Rou thought for a moment and asked, "Do you also live in the dormitory?"

Jiang Guangrong nodded without speaking.

Xiao Rou’s eyes lit up, suggesting: "I remember there’s a barbecue place near the dorm. It’s very good. Shall we go there?"

Jiang Guangrong nodded again but still said nothing.

It seemed Xiao Rou also knew that Jiang Guangrong’s temperament was so cold. She directly led Jiang Guangrong to the dormitory building, but Jiang Guangrong remained silent the whole way. Seeing Jiang Guangrong’s coldness, Xiao Rou felt embarrassed to say much. They walked quietly down the road.

The dormitory building wasn’t far from the Victory Restaurant. The two soon arrived at the barbecue place beside the dormitory. After ordering what they wanted to eat, they sat opposite each other at the table.

Xiao Rou tilted her head and asked, "Brother Guangrong, where are you from?"

"Keep it."

Xiao Rou nodded, curiously asking, "Brother Rong, why don’t you like to talk?"

Jiang Guangrong’s eyebrows twitched involuntarily, a hint of pain in his eyes, but he still smiled, "Nothing, it’s just my nature. I’ve been a lonely person since I was a kid."

"I don’t know why. I’ve always thought Brother Guangrong is very strong."

"Haha." Jiang Guangrong laughed, holding a teacup and taking a sip. He said, "I don’t know how to speak a few words of Eastern languages."

Xiao Rou laughed for a while too.

At this moment, Jiang Guangrong heard a few whistles from the next table. They turned to look at Xiao Rou. Xiao Rou, a timid little girl, looked down at them, smirking.

At this moment, a lilac-haired ruffian walked over, smiling, "Beauty, I was just playing truth or dare with my friends and lost. Now my punishment is to invite you to join us for a drink. Beauty, you won’t refuse!"

Xiao Rou stared wide-eyed at the lilac-haired man, "I don’t know you..."

The lilac-haired man completely ignored Jiang’s glory, stepping forward to grab Xiao Rou’s hand: "Don’t be afraid, we’re not bad guys. It doesn’t matter if we don’t know each other; can’t we get acquainted by sitting together? Come on, beauty!"

Just as the lilac-haired man tried to grab Xiao Rou’s left arm, a large hand firmly clamped down on the lilac-haired man’s hand. The lilac-haired man only felt his arm ache, glaring at Jiang Guangrong: "Hey, let go!"

The one holding the lilac-haired man’s hand was Jiang Guangrong.

After being cursed by the lilac-haired man, Jiang Guangrong wasn’t angry. He let Qi Faman go. At this moment, Qi Faman’s companions couldn’t help but laugh. The lilac-haired guy felt humiliated, approaching Jiang Guangrong again, with Jiang Guangrong still sitting in his seat. He glared hard at Jiang Guangrong: "Hey, who are you? Dare to meddle in my business? Do you know who I am?"

Jiang Guangrong quietly placed his right hand inside his coat, slipping the dagger hidden in his coat into his sleeve, and said softly, "Get lost!"

The lilac-haired guy looked at Jiang Guangrong in bewilderment, then surprisingly pointed at himself: "What did you say? Telling me to get lost? Hahaha, I’m really amused. Do you know who I am? I’m a member of the Qingyun Sect. Do you know what the Qingyun Sect is? If you offend the Qingyun Gang, you must die!"

Jiang Guangrong glanced at the lilac-haired man, considering whether he could deduce the lilac-haired man’s identity as someone who killed Matt. Either the lilac-haired man had heard of the Qingyun Gang and was bluffing with its name, or the lilac-haired man was an external hire of the Qingyun Gang. Who among the real underground gang members would dress so flamboyantly and conspicuously?

Jiang Guangrong’s disdainful look completely enraged the lilac-haired man. Perhaps because the lilac-haired man had drunk a bit, and with the stimulation from the alcohol, the lilac-haired guy swung the stainless steel dish basin from the table, smashing it towards Jiang Guangrong’s head.

Although Jiang Guangrong wasn’t highly confident in his skills, it was enough to deal with a small hooligan like this.

Jiang Guangrong turned left, easily dodging the lilac-haired guy’s swing of the stainless steel basin. He kicked the lilac-haired man’s stomach.

The lilac-haired guy staggered and fell directly to the ground.

At this moment, the lilac-haired man’s friends, seeing their pal suffer, couldn’t sit still, and four of them stood up one after another, fiercely approaching Jiang Guangrong.

Xiao Rou quickly ran between Jiang Guangrong and the thugs, holding on to Jiang Guangrong: "Stop fighting, stop fighting, okay..."

Jiang Guangrong didn’t dare to look at Xiao Rou. He glanced at the other thugs and nodded.

A blonde-headed small thug stood out: "What’s up? You hit people and think you can just leave?"

"Want to continue?" Jiang replied.

"Crazy, so arrogant? Looking for death!" The blonde-haired ruffian glared viciously at Jiang Guangrong.

"Fight if you want to fight, leave if you don’t!" Jiang Guangrong’s tone was still calm, with no emotional fluctuation.

"Hey? You son of a dog, look at you with the face of someone who’s lost a wife. Today I’ll give you a lesson!"

When Jiang Guangrong heard the small thug’s words, he felt a surge of anger rising to his head. He stood up, staring murderously at Huang Feinan. His eyes were like Demon’s. Jiang Guangrong shook his right sleeve, causing the dagger hidden in his sleeve to move a bit towards the cuff: "Seeking death!"

The small hooligans were again enraged, shouting at Jiang Guangrong.

Jiang Guangrong picked up the stool next to him, smashing it with his left hand toward a small thug. The small thug reacted quickly and soon hid nearby. Jiang Guangrong chased after him, sweeping the stool. The stool directly hit the small hooligan’s back. At this, Jiang Guangrong ignored him, casting the stool toward the other small thugs.

Several small thugs were all useless drunkards. They were soon defeated by Jiang Guangrong. Only the leader, Huang Fannan, stood there, not daring to move at all. Jiang Guangrong grabbed the stool that fell to the ground with his left hand, walking step by step toward Huang Fannan. Jiang Guangrong dragged the stool across the ground, creating a series of friction sounds. The sharp noise also pulsated against the blonde-haired man’s heart, who, thoroughly intimidated, knelt on the ground, looking at Jiang Guangrong with a pleading gaze: "Brother, I was wrong. My eyes didn’t recognize Taishan. Your magnanimity is great. Spare me!"

A cold sneer appeared at the corner of Jiang Guangrong’s mouth: "Too late!"

As soon as Huang Fannan heard Jiang Guangrong’s words, he couldn’t help but feel a chill, simply standing up and running.

Jiang Guangrong quickly caught up, knocking Huang Fanman directly to the ground. Huang Fanman fell, rolling and wailing.

Jiang Guangrong lightly flicked his right sleeve, revealing the short knife hidden in the sleeve, approaching Huang Fannan with a strong murderous aura. Huang Fannan really was very foolish. He wanted to slap himself. Why didn’t he eat enough of his people? Why did he carry a knife? He looked like this. Did he want to stab himself after he fell to the ground? If I must be stabbed, can I still survive? Given Jiang Damin Guangrong’s fierce actions just now, there was no doubt Jiang Damin Guangrong would really stab me.

Jiang Guangrong placed the short knife hidden in his sleeve on the side, squatting down next to the blonde-haired guy, putting the knife in his hand against his neck. Jiang Guangrong looked at the face full of panic from the blonde-haired man: "Do you think I won’t stab you?"

Huang Fannan swallowed hard, looking at Jiang Guangrong pleadingly: "I know I was wrong, brother, please let me go!"