Chapter 1561: Chapter 1562: I Have Come for Your Life
Yu Zhiyuan smiled at Yu Zixiao beside him and said, "Zi Xiao, this is your Uncle Wang."
Yu Zixiao, upon hearing this, graciously said to the man, "Hello Uncle Wang, my father often mentions you."
The man laughed and said, "Oh? What does Zhiyuan usually say about me?"
Yu Zixiao gave a slight, elegant smile and said, "Every time my father mentions Uncle Wang, he is full of praise for you. He says you’re full of vigor and loyalty, someone worthy of trust."
After a hearty laugh, the man said to Yu Zhiyuan, "I must say, Zhiyuan, it seems the rumors about you having a good son are indeed true."
"You’re too kind. This child is still young and will rely on your guidance, Brother Wang."
"Naturally."
Yu Zhiyuan glanced at the voluptuous woman beside the man, whose face, though heavily made up, was passable, and said to the man, "I assume this must be Your Wife? Previously, when I was having tea with Old Zhang, he couldn’t stop praising Your Wife."
"Hello Uncle Yu."
The woman gave a slight bow to Yu Zhiyuan, and during the bow, she secretly glanced at Yu Zixiao. Yu Zixiao almost felt nauseous, but he couldn’t show it and instead managed to return a small smile when their eyes met.
The man said to the woman beside him, laughing, "Bingbing, you’re about the same age as Zi Xiao. You should interact more often. Zi Xiao is a talent at Second Heights; it looks like he’s sure to top the exam this year."
The woman smiled slightly, appearing somewhat reserved, although her eyes betrayed a blatant admiration as she looked at Yu Zixiao.
Despite feeling nauseated, Yu Zixiao continued to engage with her, smiling. Just then, the music started playing, and Yu Zhiyuan said to Yu Zixiao, "Why don’t you take Bingbing to the dance floor and treat everyone to a dance?"
Dancing is one of the main methods of human interaction.
However, the way each human group dances is different, and in these so-called high-society events, ballroom dancing is their main means of interaction.
Yu Zixiao and Wang Bingbing quickly moved to the dance floor and became the focus of the crowd.
As the music played, Yu Zixiao and Wang Bingbing gracefully danced on the floor. Their dance skills were excellent, and they received enthusiastic applause from the crowd.
Although Yu Zixiao had no interest in the wealthy young lady dancing with him, he enjoyed being the center of attention. At that moment, he felt like the center of the Earth, with everyone orbiting around him.
The music ended, and the applause at the scene became even more intense.
Yu Zixiao and Wang Bingbing bowed to each other. Just as Yu Zixiao was about to exit the dance floor, Wang Bingbing extended her slightly chubby hand to him, her face adorned with layers of foundation and flesh, and with her red lips said, "Zi Xiao, may I have another dance with you?"
With the young lady proactively asking, Yu Zixiao couldn’t refuse. After all, she came from a wealthy family and making a good connection could greatly benefit his future career.
Moreover, Yu Zixiao thought he’d do anything as long as it was beneficial to him.
The music soon started again, and Yu Zixiao and Wang Bingbing danced gracefully once more.
As they exchanged glances, the music suddenly stopped at the height of their dance.
The two in the dance floor exchanged a look, then turned their attention to the surroundings, when suddenly the previously closed doors were pushed open!
A tall figure slowly entered everyone’s line of sight, and when this figure stepped into the spotlight, everyone present frowned because the person’s attire was entirely unfit for the occasion, even less suitable than the doormen’s outfit.
However, he still walked in and made his way toward the center of the dance floor where Yu Zixiao was.
What made everyone feel strange was that this person was wearing a Happy Mask, making the atmosphere at the scene quite peculiar.
As the host, Yu Zhiyuan noticed this person right away and sensed something amiss. He shouted to the surrounding guards, "Get him out of here!"
Upon Yu Zhiyuan’s command, four strong men in black suits quickly approached the Happy Mask-wearing individual, but before they took two steps, there was a flash of thin, dark shadows, and they felt sharp pain in their thighs, collapsing on the ground unable to move.
"Hmm?"
Seeing the Happy Mask-wearing individual’s move, a thin man standing in the corner showed surprise immediately and swiftly moved to Yu Zhiyuan’s side.
Once blood was drawn, chaos quickly ensued. The previously elegant and gentlemanly men all tightened their bodies, hugged their heads, and hid in the corners, while those women who kept flaunting their charms were now cowering under tables without regard for their image, trembling as they watched the Happy Mask-wearing individual.
"Guards!"
Yu Zhiyuan shouted again.
"No need to call them. Those outside have all been put to sleep and won’t be up anytime soon." The Happy Mask-wearing individual’s voice was bizarre, making it impossible to discern gender. But from his physique, it was discernible that he should be a man.
"Who are you? What are you here for?"
Although speaking quickly, Yu Zhiyuan’s expression remained relatively calm. He knew clearly that the situation wasn’t as simple as it seemed. First of all, this was a top-tier private club hosting notable figures from Yuhang City – no one would foolishly make enemies with everyone here, as nobody in Yuhang City was capable of doing so at the time.
Furthermore, Yu Zhiyuan didn’t believe the man was acting alone, as the club had over sixty security personnel, and one person couldn’t have subdued so many without making a sound.
The Happy Mask-wearing individual remained silent and continued walking, as people in front of him made way one after another.
Seeing this, Yu Zhiyuan exchanged a glance with the thin man already beside him, who shook his head slightly, looking somewhat grave. The earlier move had already sent chills down the thin man’s spine, as his intuition told him that if the thin, dark shadow had aimed for his vitals earlier, he’d surely be dead on the spot.
The Happy Mask-wearing individual slowly approached Yu Zixiao, took out a silver Desert Eagle, and pointed it at Yu Zixiao’s forehead, coldly saying, "I’m here to claim a life!"
With the gun pointed at his forehead, Yu Zixiao showed no sign of fear or terror. Staring directly at this strange person before him, his handsome face carried a touch of contempt.