Underground Boxing King (3)

With those thoughts in mind, Pei Shao sank into a deep sleep. When he arrived at the magazine office the next day, Lin Meijing had once again gotten there before him. After casually asking a few questions like, "Are you satisfied with the environment there? Are you used to the food?" the two of them began working together.

Just as they were busy to the point of being overwhelmed, Lin Meijing's phone suddenly rang. Pei Shao glanced up at her, assuming it was another client, then lowered his head and continued with his own work.

The moment Lin Meijing answered the call and heard the other person's voice, she smiled faintly and said, "Yinyin, do you need something?" But before three seconds had passed, Pei Shao sensed that something was wrong. When he looked up, he happened to see Lin Meijing's face change in an instant, all color draining from it until she was pale as paper.

Then she shot to her feet, her voice distorted as she tried to reassure the caller. "Yinyin, don't panic. Calm down! What? Even your father's most prized senior disciple lost to him? Then... then who is that guy? You don't know either? But you're sure he isn't from S City? All right, all right! Calm down, just calm down!" Though she kept telling the other person to calm down, Pei Shao could clearly see huge beads of cold sweat pouring from Lin Meijing's forehead. After a long while, she blankly glanced at Pei Shao while holding the phone, nodded, and said, "Yes, he's here. Do you want to speak with him? Oh, all right. I'll tell him to get there as soon as possible. Don't panic! Mm, that's it for now..."

After hanging up, Lin Meijing remained dazed for a while. Pei Shao asked her several questions, but she did not react. Only after a long time did she seem to snap out of a dream and say in a grave tone, "Pei Shao, Yinyin's in trouble!"

"What trouble?" Though Pei Shao's heart skipped a beat, he asked with apparent calmness.

"Someone's challenging the hall?"

"Challenging the hall? No way!" Pei Shao frowned. "Could yesterday's joke have actually come true today? Could it really be that much of a coincidence?" Then he asked, "From what I heard you say on the phone, that person seems pretty skilled?"

"Yes! More than skilled—his abilities are terrifyingly formidable! All right, no more talking. Take a taxi to the martial arts hall immediately and see if there's anything you can do to help!"

"Me?" Pei Shao pointed at his own nose, thinking, If so many experts can't handle the person challenging the hall, what could I possibly do? I'm only a nominal master! Besides, if that person truly was terrifyingly strong, Pei Shao did not think he could actually defeat him. Still, he kept a straight face and said, "But I still have a lot of work to do here..."

"I'll take care of the work. Do you really want to see my good friend—your adorable little disciple—get... get..." Lin Meijing's tone grew increasingly urgent as she shouted, "Pei Shao! Are you going or not?"

"Okay! I'll go! Don't get so worked up! It's no big deal!" Seeing Lin Meijing's expression, Pei Shao could only say, "I'm leaving now!" He stood and was about to head out the door when Lin Meijing suddenly called out to him from behind. A flush swiftly crossed her face as she stammered, "Pei Shao! You... you... be careful too!"

Warmth rose in Pei Shao's heart. He nodded and said, "I understand. Sister Meijing, don't worry. I'll help Yinyin settle this!"

"Mm, I believe in you!"

Once he stepped out of the magazine office, the wind blowing against him immediately cleared Pei Shao's head. He knew exactly what he was capable of, and this situation was especially thorny. He really wanted to turn back and tell Lin Meijing that he was sick and unable to fight anyone. But he also knew that if he truly did that, Lin Meijing would definitely look down on him from then on. Moreover, judging from Dongfang Yinyin's attitude toward him yesterday, she genuinely admired him.

Forget it, I'm going! At worst, I'll risk it all!

Having made up his mind, Pei Shao hailed a taxi and instructed the driver to head to Eastern Martial Arts Hall. Once inside, Pei Shao looked rather preoccupied. He unconsciously took out his phone and gently stroked Castle's "body," pondering ways to resolve the matter.

But Castle was clearly becoming annoyed by Pei Shao's stroking and took the initiative to ask, "Pei! Could your hand remain still for the moment?"

"No, because I'm upset!" Pei Shao gazed out the window, absentmindedly.

Perhaps Castle had also grown irritated from being stroked, so it asked, "Is it because of that phone call just now?"

"Mm," Pei Shao replied casually.

"Without a doubt, such a trivial matter..."

"Yeah, everything's trivial to you," Pei Shao said with a bitter smile.

Castle temporarily put aside what it had been researching and said, "Pei! Stop looking so worried. Please look at the display screen!"

"Ugh! At a time like this, how could I be in the mood to watch a movie?" Pei Shao thought Castle was trying to comfort him by playing some little film to help him relax. Yet the moment his eyes landed on the display screen, surprise appeared on his face. He asked quietly, "This... when did you record this footage? The picture is very clear, but... I don't think I've ever been to this place. Is this really inside the martial arts hall?"

"Pei! This is not a recording. It is a live broadcast! Do you remember the new light-energy positioning and tracking system I told you about yesterday? I have successfully developed it and am now working toward an even higher level!"

"Huh? A live broadcast? Can you explain it more clearly?" Pei Shao became interested. "You can even make something this impressive?"

"Of course! The principle is actually very simple! As long as I leave behind hidden light-energy signals that only I can detect in places I have visited, then no matter where I am, I can see every part of the area within a two-thousand-meter radius of those light-energy signals. I can broadcast live like this anytime, anywhere. But unfortunately, a range of two thousand meters still does not truly satisfy me!"

"Damn, and that's still not enough?" Pei Shao thought it over and quickly understood what Castle meant. He asked, "So now you can position the camera in other places inside the martial arts hall too? Can you lock onto Dongfang Yinyin?"

"Yes. Please wait!"

After a soft beep, Pei Shao soon saw Dongfang Yinyin standing where she had sparred with him last time, her face filled with anxiety. Across from her stood a burly, bald man with knotted muscles, built like an iron tower, his back facing Pei Shao.