"Damn it, if you want to go, let’s go!" The man, completely unaware of Su Xuan’s true intentions, stood up and followed him out of the theater. "Su Xuan, don’t go." Ye Qianqian and Su Zimo, assuming Su Xuan was about to fight the muscular man, both reached out to hold him back. "It’s fine. I just want to go to the restroom and take the opportunity to teach him a thing or two about public etiquette. There won’t be any fighting. You two just watch the movie in peace!" With that, Su Xuan led the muscular man toward the restrooms. Ye Qianqian and Su Zimo were still concerned and wanted to follow, but Su Xuan stopped them. As he was leaving the theater, Su Xuan glanced over at the three men. The three men immediately stood up and trailed after them. "What’s your problem, buddy? You want to fight me?" As soon as the muscular man entered the restroom, he rolled his arms and stood in front of Su Xuan. He tilted his head back and said arrogantly, "Do you even know what I do for a living? I’m a fitness coach! I could take down ten guys like you with one punch!" "Let’s hope you’re not all talk," Su Xuan said calmly, his eyes on the restroom entrance. "I have three friends coming to help me out. If you can beat them, I’ll concede you’re the better man." "Whoa, calling for backup?" the muscular man scoffed. "Bring them on. I’ll knock them down in three seconds. Then you don’t have to concede anything—just get on your knees and lick my shoes!" He had reason to be confident. He wasn’t just any fitness coach; he was a coach who specialized in combat sports. While he couldn’t take on ten ordinary people as he claimed, four or five was certainly doable. Su Xuan had only called for three helpers, which was nowhere near enough to challenge him. "And what if you can’t take them down?" Su Xuan glanced at him. "If I can’t, I’ll lick your shoes!" The muscular man rubbed his hands together, spoiling for a fight. "Just get them here already!" No sooner had he spoken than three men walked into the restroom. "I’ll fucking kill you!" The muscular man had no idea who these three were. Before the trio could even get their bearings, he threw a preemptive punch and charged! His display of courage was so impressive that Su Xuan almost felt the urge to give him a thumbs-up. The three men, however, were completely baffled. What’s going on? Why are we being attacked the moment we walk in? Did Su Xuan see through us? One of them instantly drew a dagger and lunged at the muscular man. "Shit, you brought weapons?" The muscular man’s pupils shrank at the sight of the blade. He quickly dodged and aimed a punch at the jaw of the man with the dagger. But before his fist could connect, the other two men kicked out in unison, sending him flying. His back scraped across the wet floor until he slammed into the wall and came to a stop. The other two men drew their daggers as well. "Hey, that’s not how you’re supposed to play!" The muscular man, still believing these three were Su Xuan’s backup, completely lost his nerve at the sight of the knives. He immediately dropped to his knees, holding up his hands in surrender. "I’m sorry, you guys! I’ll never do public displays of affection again! I... I’ll make my girlfriend wash her feet as soon as she gets home so they don’t stink up the place anymore!" But the three men ignored his pleas, advancing steadily on Su Xuan with their knives drawn. Su Xuan was their target. "Before we start, state who sent you," Su Xuan said to the three men, his expression calm. "So, your surname is Su. It seems you have quite a few enemies if you don’t even know why we’re after you. Fine, we’ll let you die knowing!" one of the three said coldly. "Bai Yongnian merely stole from you, yet you utterly ruined him. As his friends, we couldn’t just stand by. We’re here to seek justice for him. Now, prepare to die!" Before his voice faded, the three men raised their daggers and stabbed toward Su Xuan’s brow, throat, and heart. Su Xuan didn’t believe a word of it. They certainly weren’t friends of Bai Yongnian; it was highly probable that Madame Bai had hired them. Taking a shallow breath, Su Xuan raised his hand and drew a circle in the air. He hooked the arm of the foremost attacker, then shoved outward, sending the man flying and tearing an opening in their formation. The man who was flung away slammed his back against the wall. Several tiles broke loose and fell to the ground with a clatter. "Is that all you’ve got?" The flung man straightened up, about to rejoin the fight, when his body suddenly shuddered. A circular ripple spread instantly across his clothes, and then, with a sickening spurt, he spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to one knee. This was the delayed impact of the Ruyi Strength. Moreover, having completed his fifth super order that day, Su Xuan’s body had grown even stronger, making the power he wielded nothing short of astonishing. In a flash, Su Xuan stepped into the gap he had just created and slammed his palm into another man’s chest. With the sound of cracking bone, that man also flew backward, landing squarely on top of his kneeling companion. Both of them were knocked unconscious instantly. "How can you be so strong?!" the third man stared at Su Xuan in disbelief, his voice a mixture of awe and terror. In a single exchange, Su Xuan was not only unharmed but had also taken out two of his accomplices. How could he not be terrified? "You really should have asked Madame Bai for more money," Su Xuan said mockingly. He ducked low, avoiding the third man’s fatal stab, and rammed his shoulder into the man’s chin. The third man’s head snapped back, his eyes flying toward the ceiling. His body soared upwards like a carp leaping the dragon gate, hurtling straight for the ceiling. "Get down!" Before the man could hit it, Su Xuan grabbed his belt and violently smashed him into the ground. The floor tiles split open. The third man coughed up a mouthful of blood. He propped himself up with a hand, struggling to stand, but failed and collapsed back onto the floor. "Deliver a message to Madame Bai," Su Xuan said calmly, crouching in front of the man. "I welcome her to keep making trouble, but on one condition: she stops sending trash like you." "Un... understood!" the man stammered, his eyes wide with terror. Su Xuan stood up, dusted off his hands, and started to walk out of the restroom. After a couple of steps, however, he turned back to the dumbfounded muscular man. "I almost forgot about you. You didn’t manage to take down a single one of them, did you? Now, what should we do about that?" I... I... The muscular man had never seen someone so strong, so ruthless, so damn incredible. He couldn’t even beat half of a man like that! No! He couldn’t even beat one of Su Xuan’s fingers! ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝·𝘧𝙞𝙧𝙚·𝔫𝔢𝔱 "I’ll lick your shoes!" the muscular man said with surprising backbone. "I always keep my word!" "Alright!" Su Xuan surveyed the wreckage in the restroom and said to him, "It’s not convenient to lick shoes here. You can do it back in the theater." "Yes, of course!" The muscular man didn’t dare to refuse. He scrambled to his feet and followed Su Xuan out.