Chapter 23: Chapter 23 Dance...Up! [Please Favorite, Please Recommend]In the crowd, Zhou Jingyuan, who had been quiet all along, walked over to Zhang Meng after people began to move around and whispered, "Fierce Tiger War God—Zhang Meng."

    "Who are you?!"

    Zhang Meng’s eyes immediately flashed with a sharp light, as he let out a low shout and quickly positioned himself between Lu Xiaobu and Zhou Jingyuan.

    His voice was kept low, trying not to spoil Lu Xiaobu’s fun.

    "My name is Zhou Jingyuan, but I can’t tell you the specifics."

    Zhou Jingyuan shook her head, observing Zhang Meng, who instantly moved to protect Lu Xiaobu, with a mysterious expression: "Why have you fallen to this? Is there some difficulty? Maybe I can help."

    "Zhou Jingyuan?"

    Zhang Meng nodded, recalling the files he had investigated before; he understood.

    Although Zhou Jingyuan’s identity couldn’t be traced, he knew that her status was S-encrypted, meaning she likely wasn’t an adversary to Young Master.

    Thus, he relaxed his guard a bit and shook his head, "There’s no Fierce Tiger War God here, just a lapdog of the Young Master. Miss, please refrain from bringing it up again."

    "Ah..."

    Zhou Jingyuan wanted to say something else but, seeing Zhang Meng’s resolute look, she sighed and remained silent.

    The Fierce Tiger War God still had the same temperament, only the object of his loyalty had changed.

    This Lu Xiaobu really stirs up jealousy!

    I remember after that incident, countless people spent a fortune and even offered high positions but couldn’t persuade the War God to look back, yet now he willingly serves as a wastrel’s lackey.

    I remember Grandpa also tried to recruit Zhang Meng back then; would he smash the table in anger if he knew?

    Hehe, seems like fun!

    But what’s even more interesting is, how will Lu Xiaobu, this wastrel, react when he learns about that incident from the past?

    Just thinking about it is so exciting, right?

    No, can’t think about it any further, or I might accidentally blurt it out!

    ...

    Class 3-6, notorious as a gathering place of scum, where every student is feared throughout the school.

    Tell me, how could a group of excessively excited scumbags eat quietly?

    And so.

    "Hey, why are you taking my apples? I’m trying to sell them here," the fruit stall owner yelled angrily.

    "What’s there to worry about? Since you’re selling them, what’s wrong with trying one?" Li Qiang rolled his eyes and said.

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    "No!"

    "You! Scoundrel!" The fruit stall owner cursed out of frustration.

    Lu Xiaobu nonchalantly waved his hand: "Zhang Meng, pay the man. I’ll take responsibility for my people."

    "Yes, Young Master."

    Zhang Meng went over to pay the owner.

    "Young Master Bu..."

    A bunch of scumbags immediately lit up their eyes.

    "One for each person, Zhang Meng, pay up," Lu Xiaobu laughed heartily.

    "Young Master Bu, long live, long live, long long live!"

    Everyone shouted in unison, grabbing an apple each.

    Zhang Meng stood by, keeping count, and busily paid the fruit stall owner.

    Looking at the fruit stall owner now, his anger had vanished, replaced by sheer excitement.

    He even handed two apples to Li Qiang, the first to grab an apple: "Here, student, take these, enjoy them."

    The only two who didn’t partake, Wu Qianmin and Zhou Jingyuan, exchanged glances, seeing the helplessness in each other’s eyes—this wastrel.

    ...

    Toy store.

    Owner: "Why are you taking my mask just like that?"

    Lu Xiaobu: "One for each, matching, let’s go with those fluffy white wolf heads. We’re a pack of hungry wolves. Zhang Meng, pay up."

    Scumbags: "Young Master Bu, eternal glory, rule over Jianghu!"

    Lu Xiaobu: "Wahaha! Thrilling!"

    Even Wu Qianmin and Zhou Jingyuan couldn’t resist grabbing a fierce white wolf head mask each, placing it on their heads.

    It was quite entertaining.

    At that moment, looking at this group, they seemed like a pack of hungry wolves prowling the streets, quite intimidating.

    Passersby who saw them all detoured around them.

    And Lu Xiaobu was the alpha of these hungry wolves!

    ...

    One-dollar store.

    Owner: "Young Master Bu, someone took my lighter."

    Lu Xiaobu: "Zhang Meng."

    "Yes, Young Master."

    Zhang Meng has grown adept at handling the payments.

    "Young Master Bu, eternal glory, rule over Jianghu!"

    Lu Xiaobu laughed heartily: "Thrilling, my lads, light up those lighters. Remember, we need uniformity, we need rhythm!"

    "Yes!" everyone shouted.

    The pack of hungry wolves evolved once more.

    Each person had a wolf head mask on and held a lighter in hand.

    "Click, click."

    The crisp sound of lighters igniting rang out in unison.

    Have you seen "Young and Dangerous"?

    There’s a classic scene in it with Chen Haonan and Mountain Chicken, each with a lighter, walking slowly with the "click, click" sounds, effortlessly cool.

    Now, more than 60 people wearing wolf head masks were performing the action.

    That momentum.

    Was much more imposing than in "Young and Dangerous."

    This group took over the entire 15-meter-wide pedestrian street, spreading like crabs, marching mightily to the rhythm of "click, click!"

    Can you imagine the scene?

    The people on the commercial street were stunned, forgetting what they had come for, making way and watching this scene with rapt attention.

    "Damn, that’s freaking awesome!"

    "Awesome! What event is this?"

    "I haven’t heard of any!"

    "I’ve got to record this, record this!"

    "..."

    "Waka waka!" Lu Xiaobu was thrilled, extending his hand out: "Greetings, comrades!"

    The scoundrels also played along. After all, everyone was wearing a mask. Who’s afraid?: "Greetings, spoilt prodigal!"

    "Pfft!"

    All the bystanders were cracking up.

    "Holy smokes, that’s epic!"

    "I can’t handle it, I’m going to die of laughter!"

    "Lu Xiaobu, this prodigal, is so badass!"

    "..."

    Wu Qianmin and Zhou Jingyuan mingled in the crowd, not daring to take off their masks—too embarrassing!

    "Comrades, you’ve worked hard."

    Lu Xiaobu couldn’t care less. He was happy, thrilled, and feeling fantastic!

    Did he care about what these people thought?

    He did not!

    All laws follow the heart; as long as he’s happy, that’s what matters.

    "The spoilt prodigal has worked hard!"

    This time, it wasn’t just the scoundrels shouting. Many spectators joined in the chant as well.

    While shouting, they all laughed!

    "Ha ha ha, it’s so funny, so funny! ’The spoilt prodigal has worked hard’. Was it really hard for the prodigal?"

    "Keep it going, keep it going!"

    "Yeah, keep it going!"

    "..."

    The atmosphere grew even more spirited, and Lu Xiaobu became even more excited.

    "Raise your hands, let me see you exist!" Lu Xiaobu laughed heartily.

    "Roar!"

    A burst of cheering erupted from the surrounding crowd. More and more onlookers raised their hands.

    And as the crowd grew, each face was lit up with a hearty laugh.

    "Not enough!" Lu Xiaobu pointed to a nearby mobile store: "Mobile store, play some music, let’s get moving!"

    "Done!"

    The mobile store owner laughed heartily, cranking the volume all the way up.

    The street instantly resonated with incredibly powerful music.

    Lu Xiaobu gestured again: "Toy store, let off the fireworks! Balloons, rise!"

    "Understood!"

    Countless balloons soared into the sky along with the vigorous music.

    "Yay!"

    A wave of excited cries rose from the crowd, as more and more people joined the previously mocked event!

    They couldn’t help themselves, they were utterly drawn in!

    "Young Master Bu, here."

    Li Qiang was a quick thinker; a spin of his eyes, and he rode over on a tricycle from a shop’s doorway.

    "Got it!" Lu Xiaobu laughed out loud, standing straight in the cart’s bin: "Reward, a thousand."

    "Young Master Bu, long live!" Li Qiang was extremely excited.

    Of course, even though it was a tricycle, Li Qiang wasn’t the one to drive it; Zhang Meng took over the driver’s seat proactively.

    Li Qiang wouldn’t be left behind; from who knows where, he snatched a microphone and handed it to Lu Xiaobu.

    "Ha ha ha, awesome! Another thousand for you!"

    Lu Xiaobu stood on the vehicle, took the microphone, his face flushed with excitement.

    Seeing Lu Xiaobu take the microphone, the whole commercial street went silent, all eyes on Lu Xiaobu.

    Lu Xiaobu stretched out the sounds, excitedly saying: "Aunts and uncles, brothers and sisters, grannies and grandpas, let’s accompany the music, raise your hands, wave... wave... wave... wave..."

    With every word Lu Xiaobu uttered, the excitement in the street people rose by another notch, and when it came to that drawn out "wave" ...

    Everyone tensed their muscles, as if holding back a forceful energy!

    The rhythm was entirely under Lu Xiaobu’s control!

    This left Zhou Jingyuan utterly astonished—how could this spendthrift have such a strong infectious charisma?!

    "Rise up!"

    After a lengthy build-up, Lu Xiaobu finally shouted out the last two words.

    "Yay!"

    It was as if a silver jug just burst and the water surged forth!

    The atmosphere on the commercial street hit its peak the moment these two words were spoken!

    "Who am I?!" Lu Xiaobu called out loudly.

    "The spoilt prodigal, Lu Xiaobu!"

    The voices were exhausted but reverberated throughout the entire commercial street.

    "Boil over for me!"

    Lu Xiaobu commanded loudly.

    "Lu Xiaobu!"

    "Spoilt prodigal!"

    "Lu Xiaobu!"

    "Spoilt prodigal!"

    "..."

    The shouting grew louder and more urgent with each call.

    Even Wu Qianmin and Zhou Jingyuan forgot their shyness, shouting: "Lu Xiaobu, spoilt prodigal!"

    Even they were influenced by Lu Xiaobu.

    Their rationality could no longer suppress their emotions!

    At this moment, the spoilt prodigal Lu Xiaobu became the sole ruler here!