Magic Doctor CEO Lady's Humble Husband (Fade Chen)
Chapter 187

"Who is that? He's amazing!"

"You weren't paying attention at all, were you? That's the martial arts master that Master Guo paid high money to hire. I heard that he's at least an advanced Yellow Level holder." "Advanced Yellow Level, no wonder he's so good."

"I bet the bouncers are having the worst day of their lives. They were merely thrown out by Fade Chen, only to replace themselves halfbeaten to death by one of their own."

"They're just two thugs, aren't they? I'm sure they don't mean a thing to Master Guo. All he has to do is spend more money to hire more of them."

"That's an advanced Yellow Level master's moves. That kid is done for."

"He will be. He's too arrogant for his own good, he'd forgotten whose territory this belongs to!"

In the midst of the commotion, Haldon Guo's expressions returned to normal. He thanked Scarface, then glared resentfully at Fade

Chen, gritted his teeth, and said, "Kid, you're dead."

And on that note, Haldon Guo gave Scarface a look as he said, "He's all yours."

Scarface nodded appreciatively. With a light jump, he showed himself right in front of Fade Chen.

He crossed his arms in front of his chest, looking at Fade Chen arrogantly and disdainfully with his cold eyes. He smirked and said flatly, "Not bad for an intermediate Yellow Level master."

"Though, you shouldn't have messed with the people you couldn't afford to mess with." Scarface threw a stone- cold glare at Fade Chen.

Fade Chen was expressionless, even smiling faintly as he retorted, "I don't give a damn about them. All I know is that I will not be merciful to those who bully my friends and me."

Scarface sneered as he said, "That's a ridiculous ideology from young people like you. You don't know your limits, and you don't know when to stop. You must know that there are so many magnificent people in the world who are much better than you. It takes a real fool to act on impulse when you don't even have the slightest idea of where they're coming from."

Fade Chen shook his head and said monotonously, "I have to disagree. I think that it takes passion and enthusiasm to stand up for your friends. It would be an honor if I were to lose. Besides, I'm not going to lose!"

Scarface was in agreement with Fade Chen during the first half of his sentence, nodding his head a little. But he was stunned, and sneered coldly when he caught on to the other half of the sentence. He retorted, "You're not going to lose? You arrogant bastard. You have no idea what you're talking about. There are only a few people in the entire Chinese civilization that has had the audacity to say such a thing. You can cut the crap, you subservient little roach."

"Is that so?" Fade Chen retorted blandly, "I just thought that anything's better than being some guy's faithful b*tch."

Scarface's expression immediately turned an ugly shade of black as soon as he heard the words. He put down his arms that were crossed in front of his chest, his voice a trembling snarl, "What the hell did you just call me?!"

Fade Chen picked his ears indifferently, and said flatly, "I called you a b*tch."

"You... you're courting death!" Scarface growled, rattling his teeth.

"Let's cut the trash-talking, I've heard enough. You came here to fight, didn't you? Otherwise, get out of my sight." Fade Chen blew impatiently on his pinky finger in a smooth provoking motion, his face as calm as a millpond.

"Good, good, good!"

Scarface shouted, his voice getting louder and deeper with each word. His eyes narrowed into a fine line, sending an ice-like gaze that pierced through everyone in the room. His visibly wide-eyed expression sent a domineering aura that spread throughout the entire room, blanketing the villa with a depressing atmosphere.

The guests could feel a sinking sensation throughout their bodies as a sense of fear crept up onto them.

"What's going on? Why do I feel like it's getting cold in here?"

"I'm shaking, and I can't control it at all."

"You guys probably wouldn't know this, but this is what a master's posse feels like. Just by using the atmosphere to suppress the opponent, they can defeat their opponent without even lifting a finger." "That boy is a sitting duck. He's infuriated the master."

"I hope he doesn't get us involved as well."

"What a pity for the two chicks. If only I could..."

"Don't talk rubbish. Didn't you hear what Master Guo wants to do to them? He wants a threesome. So stop your bullshit."

Amidst the tensed atmosphere, Scarface had finally made a move. He bellowed, and with his fist that was the size of a bowl and an impeccable momentum, he smashed Fade Chen hard in the chest.

The air crackled wildly as the fist hit its target, and everyone staggered back from the stream of rotating airflow that accompanied the tremendous strength and pressure.

The opponent had attacked, but Fade Chen remained as cool as a cucumber. Not even a hint of fear was reflected on his face. He retorted, "Finally. It's just a punch though, nothing much." "You arrogant son of a b*tch!" Scarface snarled, "Take this punch of mine!"

Fade Chen stretched lazily and indifferently as he raised his right fist for a forward punch, "Not until you take mine!"

Seeing this, the crowd began debating among themselves.

"Is the kid stupid? He's about to face death, and yet he's still trying to show off."

"Can't believe that's he's actually going to fight with the best. I guess he has a death wish."

"Look at that weak punch of his. I'm afraid that his arm might actually shatter into pieces if they actually fight it out."

"He's too arrogant for his own good. Kid came from a small town to show off his puny fighting skills in Hanover City. He's asking for trouble indeed."

In the midst of the discussion, Haldon Guo was excited that he was finally about to be avenged. Mikael Xu and Chessca Tan who'd hung a look of gloom and resentment on their face, were exhilarated, as if to say: Told you it'd be best to listen to us. Guess that you're regretting it now.

"Boom!"

Everyone watched as the two fists collided.

One was the size of a bowl, coupled with a strong and powerful arm; the other was weak and feeble, partnered with a long and slender appendage.

There was almost no need to keep watching.

Everyone had already predicted the outcome.

But right at the moment of collision, a crisp crack sound could be heard, and then there was a scream that shot up towards the sky loud enough to rip the sky apart.

"Well, that's it for the kid. He asked for it."

"He went looking for trouble on his own. This serves him right."

"Judging from his posture a moment ago, I thought that he could take at least two to three punches. I'd never expected that he'd be gone in one."

"That's what you get if you provoke Master Guo. It was his fate all along."

Everyone seemed confident, with comments flooding the room one after another.

But what they saw was Scarface, wailing as he was sent tumbling in the opposite direction that he had come, his right arm flailing in the air. He was sweating buckets from the pain, as he landed heavily before Haldon Guo, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The entire room was flabbergasted. The words that they said hung in mid-air, while the rest of their words were left stuck in their throats at an impasse. They looked at the scene of the crime with an astounded look on their face.

"The master lost. It was one punch, and he lost."

"How is this possible? What happened? How was that kid able to defeat a master?"

"But he's a master in the advanced Yellow Level, which ranks him in the top ten of Hanover City!"

"Could it be that the kid had some help? Maybe that's why he was so fearless."

"What the hell is going on? Did anyone manage to get that recorded on their phones?"