25: The poor warrior you thought was actually a group consultant

“Let go?”

Su Lei glanced at him indifferently, “Wait here obediently.”

Li Dazhu’s face instantly darkened.

He suddenly took a step forward.

Several students nearby turned pale, forced to retreat repeatedly by his sharp Aura.

One of them even knocked over a chair behind him, making a loud “clang” sound.

“Su Lei!”

“Do you still think you’re the warrior who slayed monstrous beasts on the battlefield back then?”

Li Dazhu sneered, his fists cracking.

“I think you truly don’t know your own limits!”

As soon as his voice fell, his right fist, carrying a fierce gust of wind, struck directly at Su Lei’s face.

He used seventy percent of his strength in this punch, enough to make an ordinary Second-rank Martial Artist pass out on the spot!

Su Lei, however, didn’t even bat an eyelid.

Just as the fist was three inches from his nose, he casually raised his left hand and waved it away.

“Bang!”

With a dull thud, Li Dazhu felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

He staggered back seven or eight steps, his back hitting the wall heavily before he managed to steady himself.

His right arm hung unnaturally, his face filled with disbelief.

The entire hall instantly fell silent.

Everyone’s eyes were wide, as if they had witnessed something incredible.

“This… this is impossible…” Li Dazhu’s voice was trembling.

He looked down at his constantly shaking right hand.

In that instant, he felt his entire arm had been numbed by a terrifying force.

Su Lei still stood in place, not even a wrinkle in his clothes, and glanced indifferently at Li Dazhu:

“What did you just say? I didn’t hear clearly.”

This sentence was like a resounding slap, making Li Dazhu’s face alternate between green and white.

Filled with shame and anger, he was about to strike again when suddenly—

“Stop!”

A man’s voice came from behind.

The crowd automatically parted, and a middle-aged man in a dark blue uniform strode in, a Martial Alliance supervisor’s badge pinned to his chest.

His gaze swept between Su Lei and Li Dazhu, finally settling on Su Lei.

“What’s going on?” Chief Wang asked in a deep voice.

Li Dazhu immediately interjected, “Chief Wang, this person is disturbing Martial Alliance order and even assaulted someone!”

Chief Wang ignored Li Dazhu and stared at Su Lei for a few seconds, “You are… Su Lei?”

“That’s right.” Su Lei nodded, his gaze falling on the opponent’s work badge on his chest.

“You came at a good time. My Martial Artist certificate was inexplicably canceled.”

“Now, immediately, reactivate it for me and arrange the annual review.”

“Reactivate?” Chief Wang’s mouth twisted into a cold sneer, “No problem, just follow the procedure.”

Su Lei’s patience was completely exhausted, and his voice grew colder and colder.

“Canceling my certificate without reason is one thing.”

“Now I am standing right here, what other Materials do I need to submit?”

His photo was on the Martial Artist certificate; anyone who wasn’t blind could tell it was him.

Moreover, his fingerprints, DNA, and other information were recorded in the database.

It wouldn’t take a minute to verify.

The opponent’s deliberate obstruction was more than obvious.

Thinking of this, Su Lei suddenly smiled.

“I’m not in the mood to talk any more boring nonsense with you.”

“I just want to tell you one thing…”

“I might not get the Martial Artist certificate, but Wang Xing will probably spend the rest of his life in a medical pod.”

Chief Wang’s eyebrows shot up, “You! How dare you!”

Su Lei subtly curled his lips, “Tell me, who is Wang Xing to you?”

Chief Wang didn’t answer, his face growing increasingly grim.

“Security! Get him out of here!”

“Where are they?”

He called out several times, but there was no response.

In fact, the security guards had arrived long ago, but they had been hiding behind the crowd, not daring to step forward.

They had personally seen Li Dazhu’s arm disabled, so how could they dare to stop this malevolent star?

After all, it was only 3,000 yuan a month; why risk their lives for nothing!

Seeing no one respond for a long time, Chief Wang’s face became even uglier.

He glared fiercely at Su Lei.

“I’m telling you, this isn’t over!”

“I’ll tell you frankly, prepare ten million yuan to kowtow and apologize to my nephew, Wang Xing.”

“Once you gather it, your certificate will be restored.”

“Otherwise… not only you, but your children will also be blacklisted by the Martial Alliance! They will never become Martial Artists!”

The onlookers were all stunned at this moment.

In this world, being unable to become a Martial Artist meant living forever at the bottom of society.

No matter how strong Su Lei was, he couldn’t change this cruel reality.

But…

Gathering ten million yuan was even more difficult than ascending to heaven!

“Su Lei.” Chief Wang cast a contemptuous look, “I know you can’t come up with that money.”

“But it’s okay, I can process a loan of 10 million for you.”

As soon as his voice fell, a collective gasp of cold air immediately swept through the scene.

Loans can sometimes solve urgent needs,

But such a large loan is not a good thing for ordinary people.

The interest alone is a terrifying burden.

Even if Su Lei became a Second-rank Martial Artist again, what then?

He probably wouldn’t be able to pay it back even if he worked hard his entire life!

“Chief, Chief Wang…” The front desk Young Miss next to him swallowed.

Chief Wang waved his hand, interrupting her.

He had already planned everything out.

Given Su Lei’s repayment ability, he wouldn’t be approved for such a huge sum.

So he prepared a “family loan,” where the debt would be jointly borne by Su Lei’s entire family.

Even if Su Lei died, the debt would automatically transfer to his children.

And even if it couldn’t be paid off in the end, it didn’t matter.

They could also sell this debt to other companies and have specialized personnel go to collect it.

This way, it could boost his performance, avenge his nephew, and allow him to take a cut from this huge sum.

As for how Su Lei’s family would live after being saddled with enormous debt?

That was none of his business.

Chief Wang smugly adjusted his tie, not noticing the cold glint in Su Lei’s eyes.

Just as he was about to continue applying pressure, the glass door of the hall was suddenly pushed open.

Amidst a group of bodyguards in black suits,

A young man in a suit with gold-rimmed glasses elegantly walked in from outside the door.

The crowd immediately stirred, with whispers rising and falling.

“What a grand entrance…”

“Nonsense, do you know who he is?”

“Who is it?”

“Chen Sheng, the CEO of Chen Corporation!”

…

Chen Sheng’s gaze swept across the hall, finally landing on Su Lei, and he nodded slightly.

“I came here to discuss some cooperation with Old Cheng, and I didn’t expect to run into you here by chance.”

Su Lei nodded lightly.

The Old Cheng he mentioned was the Chairman of the Jiangnan City Martial Artist Association.

It was normal for Chen Corporation to have some dealings with him.

“Brother Su… are you planning to take the Martial Artist assessment?”

“That’s right, but my certificate has been canceled by them.”

Chen Sheng frowned slightly, his gaze falling on Chief Wang.

“Su Lei is an advisor to our Chen Corporation, and now that his Martial Artist certificate has issues, we naturally have to investigate thoroughly.”

“Chief Wang, can you explain?”

“Or should I go to Chairman Cheng to understand the situation?”