The Crazy Son-In-Law

Just like that, all the fights of this year’s Shadow Stage had ended.

Xiao Shun walked down from the stage holding the trophy, and he still had to wait about twenty minutes to get his prize money.

Song Linger spread a bright smile and scurried up to hold the trophy for him, “Master, that fight just now was just phenomenal and I didn’t expect that.”

Xiao Shun laughed and rubbed her little head.

At this time, Long San and Hou Chenghe also came over, while Wen Guangliang and Cai Junmin sat frozen in their seats. They were hesitant whether they should join them as well.

“Mr. Xiao, congratulations.” Hou Chenghe smiled and congratulated.

“Likewise.” Xiao Shun said.

That’s true. Although Hou Chenghe had only bet thirty million, he had made a great deal of money, even for an Oakland business tycoon like him.

The majority of the people had already started to leave the venue at this point. They didn’t even know the name of this year’s champion. To speed up the fights, they only use color codes to represent both sides.

But those bigwigs who wanted to make friends with him did quickly learn Xiao Shun’s name.

“Mr. Xiao, I am the principal of the Newstrand Zhou family, Zhou Hong. Here is my business card, and I am wondering if I might have the pleasure of having a meal with you?”

“Mr. Xiao, I am Zhao Zimo from Panda Group. I would like to know if you have time to have a tour around our company.”

“…”

The bigwigs all came forward, while Long San took the business cards they handed over one by one.

“Sorry, gentlemen, Mr. Xiao has other matters to deal with. If we have the opportunity we will definitely visit you.” Long San said as he straightened his back.

The crowd knew they shouldn’t insist any further, and they just left after leaving their business cards.

Song Qingzhou stood not far away. He felt mixed feelings as he watched those bigwigs compliment Xiao Shun.

He was over fifty years old, and now he had never been respected that way.

His daughter seemed to have made a good choice…

A moment later, Chai Yuanqing came over with the check and respectfully presented it, “Mr. Xiao, here is your prize money and revenue splits.”

Xiao Shun took the check and looked at it. One billion!

He couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows in confusion and said, “Why is it so much?”

“Our boss said that you can have all the money left in the bet.” Chai Yuanqing smiled and said.

“Oh? Then won’t you have nothing to gain from this tournament in the end?” Xiao Shun said with a faint smile.

“Don’t worry, sir, the tickets and other revenues will be enough to cover the expenses.” Chai Yuanqing said.

“In that case, then I will take it.” Of course Xiao Shun would not refuse. He put the check into his pocket and said.

“Mr. Xiao, I have a request.”

“Go ahead.”

“Our boss would like you to stay here for a few more days, and he would come over personally to meet with you.”

Xiao Shun was silent for a moment.

He had taken three days off from Yao Cen this time out, and since their company was starting up, she must already be busy. Although he couldn’t actually help her much at home, he certainly wouldn’t enjoy himself alone in this place.

Besides, he didn’t like the condescending air that Chai Yuanqing had when he said this to him.

Xiao Shun spoke up and said, “Willow Creep is not far from Stillwater. Your boss can come to Stillwater if he wants to see me.”

Chai Yuanqing froze. For people throughout Oakland, as long as they knew Shadow Stage, it was simply their dream if they could have a chance to meet this big shot behind the tournament.

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Even if he had just won Shadow Stage, it was just too arrogant.

It had been thirty years since Shadow Stage was first held, and Chai Yuanqing had seen enough champions, but no one was as arrogant as he was.

His face was a little gloomy and he laughed dryly and said, “Since Mr. Xiao said so, I will bring your words to my boss.”

Sensing the threat in his words, Xiao Shun smiled blandly and said, “By the way, tell your boss that no one can threaten me.”

At that, he walked away with Song Linger and Long San.

Chai Yuanqing stayed where he was and frowned at their backs, anger burning in his chest.

“Naive brat!”

…

“Even if you don’t want to stay here you actually have a better way to say it, and you don’t need to say those words.”

On their way back, Song Qingzhou said to Xiao Shun. He had been through a lot after all, and he felt that he could handle these things in a more thoughtful way than these young people.

“His boss wants to meet my master and thus wants us to wait here for a few days. Do you think that’s a reasonable request?”

Before Xiao Shun could speak, Song Linger asked.

“It’s not about whether it’s reasonable or not. If you are strong enough no matter what you say it is just reasonable.” Song Qingzhou said.

Song Linger rolled her eyes, “He’s lecturing again.”

“This is not a lecture, but the truth.” Song Qingzhou’s face was full of helplessness.

Xiao Shun smiled lightly and said, “Uncle, don’t worry, only I can decide whether it’s reasonable or not.”

Song Qingzhou froze and shook his head secretly.

This kid was still too young. He just defeated Sikong Chen and already so arrogant. Although Sikong Chen was a rising star among Old School Society, he was in the end a mere Tier Eight fighter. There were so many people much more formidable than Sikong Chen at Old School Society.

As for the big shot behind Shadow Stage.

Although with Song Qingzhou’s status, he was not yet able to know what kind of monster the big shot behind this Shadow Stage was, but the Feng family had clearly told him that he should avoid offending Shadow Stage. So they were definitely not a force that Xiao Shun could offend or fight against.

If he offended them, they would be in big trouble.

After they said goodbye to Hou Chenghe and his friends, Xiao Shun rushed back to the hotel with Song Linger and Long San.

“Master, guess how much money I have now?” After they got back to the car, Song Linger said mysteriously.

“How much?” Xiao Shun clasped his hands in front of his chest, a little tired. He leaned back in the seat and asked perfunctorily.

Song Linger fished out the check from her bag and counted the zeros, “More than eight hundred million.”

Xiao Shun coughed lightly twice, “You make more than the champion…”

Song Linger smiled cheekily, “After I cash out the check, you can have half of the money.”

Xiao Shun laughed lightly, “I told you, you don’t have to give me the money. Just keep it, little rich girl. If no one wants you in the future, maybe you’ll need this money to buy a husband later.”

Song Linger knew he was joking, but she still felt sour in her heart. She bristled, and she looked a bit upset.

Meanwhile, at the Willow Creep Sunshine Hospital.

Although it was only a private hospital, they had dealt with more injuries than other hospitals due to those dangerous tournaments.

So they had quite a large scale, as well as quite professional equipment and medical staff.

Sikong Chen was sent here after he passed out.