The National Goddess Reborn

Chapter 113: Why Didn't You Continue? (3)

"No need." Nian Yue shook her head. If it weren't for Old Sun constantly nagging at her ears, she wouldn't even be willing to write these two hundred words.

When class was finally over, Old Sun picked up a stack of books and walked over. He placed them on Nian Yue's seat and said, "Nian Yue, I still have a few full marks essays here. You don't have to memorize them all. Remember to take a look at them when you have the time. I don't have high requirements. In the next final exam, just remember to write a hundred words more..."

The teacher would give her 30 marks for the three hundred words.

Old Sun's only wish now was for a big boss like Nian Yue to pass the Chinese Literature examination.

He did not ask for anything else.

Nian Yue looked at the thick stack of documents that Old Sun had brought over and her brows furrowed deeper and deeper. Then, she placed the book under the table to stabilize it.

After class ended on the second day, Nian Yue was holding a cup of milk tea. The call was from Lu Yong. "Miss Nian, I found what you were looking for..."

"Address." Nian Yue curled her lips and walked out with one hand in her pocket.

The students of Class A were already used to her frequent disappearances in class.

Instead of saying that they were worried about Nian Yue's safety, it would be more accurate to say that the group of people who met Nian Yue had to be worried about their own safety.

When Nian Yue left the school gate, she saw the black jeep parked at the school gate. Lu Yong got out of the car and passed the car keys to her. "I'll go with you. That place is too dangerous..."

Ever since he was sent back to the Imperial Capital by Fu Xiuyuan to be trained again, Lu Yong had been increasingly respectful to Nian Yue.

"No need." Nian Yue took the car keys. "I'll inform you if there's any danger."

Before Lu Yong could say anything, Nian Yue had already gotten into the car. She stepped on the accelerator fiercely, and the car made a beautiful turn, leaving only the exhaust of the car on the ground.

Seeing that the car was getting further and further away, Lu Yong wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. Miss Nian's temper was indeed fiery.

Fortunately, this car belonged to Young Master Fu. Otherwise, no matter how many cars he had, they would not be enough for Nian Yue to drive in such a manner!

Nian Yue narrowed her eyes as she looked at the black building in front of her. She parked the car in the car park and walked forward with her car keys.

In front of them was a splendid building. This was a famous business street in Jiang City. No one would have expected that it was the largest black market in Jiang City. This was Nian Yue's first time coming to such a place, and the guard was a little unfamiliar with her.

The aloof girl had one hand in her pocket and looked a little fierce. She was wearing a black windbreaker, which accentuated her slender figure.

"Why? Can't I go in?" Nian Yue raised her eyebrows. She looked cold and valiant. She was wearing a pair of military boots.

The waiter was shocked by her aura. He reacted and made an inviting gesture. "Please come in."

The underground boxing ring was divided into two levels. The first level was an ordinary boxing match, which was usually where ordinary people competed.

The second level was the place to practice the death match. Compared to the first level, the second level was clearly more popular.

The moment Nian Yue stepped into the second floor, the shouts below shook the sky!

The surrounding crowd shouted until their throats were hoarse. There was an unparalleled fanaticism on their faces!

"Ba Yi! All the best!"

"Ba Yi! Kill him! Kill him!"

"Ba Yi..."

There were two people competing in the boxing ring. Every one of them had a tag on them. Nian Yue crossed her arms and glanced at the man called Ba Yi.

The man looked to be in his thirties. He was muscular and his face was filled with ruthlessness!

Opposite him was a young man in his thirties. The man took his time and waved his fist at him!

"Who do you think will win today? Ba Yi or the Fist King of Xi Ri?!" someone asked.

"Needless to say, it must be Ba Yi! He has already won several rounds!" Someone was indignant.

"Fist King, I bet on Fist King!"

"Ba Yi, I bet on Ba Yi!"

...

The two parties argued non-stop and started the bet.

Nian Yue glanced at the court and casually took a stack of cash and placed her bet on Fist King.