Chapter 1129 — Grandpa Goudan
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Yunhai Shuku, however, was thinking about how to keep Er Goudan around! The man had monstrous strength; if he stayed at the hardware store to help out, business would surely boom.
Yu Yuanyuan, on the other hand, seemed much more at ease in front of her rescuer: "Zhou Qiming, thank you so much for this! I'm really sorry about before—I thought you were just talking big, but I never imagined you'd actually beat that Master Li to death!"
"Heh heh..." Er Goudan smiled with simple honesty. "Just call me Er Goudan. Being called by my proper name feels a bit strange to me. Truth is, I didn't do much—a filthy thug like that was no trouble at all."
"I'll stick with Zhou Qiming. Er Goudan... I don't think it sounds very nice." Yu Yuanyuan found she could not bring herself to say such a coarse name.
The two of them were talking when suddenly a knock sounded at the door!
Yunhai Shuku and Mother Yu were startled on the spot! They had been worried that after Master Li was beaten to death by Er Goudan, the underground fight arena might send men for revenge. Er Goudan's presence here had given them a bit of courage, but with someone actually knocking, they could not help feeling nervous again.
"Old man, you don't think it's those enemies, do you..." Mother Yu's face showed alarm, and she did not quite dare to open the door.
"Let me take a look..." Yunhai Shuku was nervous too, but the last time Master Li had blown the security door clean off its hinges with a single punch, Yunhai Shuku had learned that pretending no one was home would not work. So he had no choice but to steel himself and answer it.
"Uncle Yu, I'll come with you!" Er Goudan rose to his feet, wiped the grease from his mouth without a care, and walked toward the door alongside Yunhai Shuku.
With Er Goudan beside him, Yunhai Shuku felt much reassured. Reaching the door, he asked cautiously, "Who... who is it?"
"Yunhai Shuku, right? It's me, Little Mule!" Little Mule had been sent by An Liwen to deliver consolation money to Yunhai Shuku's family.
"Someone from the underground fight arena..." Yunhai Shuku's expression tightened, and he looked warily at Er Goudan.
Er Goudan, unconcerned, opened the door outright and gave Little Mule a cold glance. "Who are you? What do you want?"
"I'm Little Mule, here to apologize to Yunhai Shuku and Yu Yuanyuan!" Seeing that Er Goudan had opened the door, Little Mule was so frightened that he trembled all over. If not for the task he had been sent on, he would have turned and run!
Who was Er Goudan? He was the man who had killed Master Li with a single punch. Would Little Mule dare provoke him?
"Little Mule? A creature worse than a beast like you dares to call Uncle Yu by his bare name? I'd say you've got a death wish!" Er Goudan glared, swung up his palm, and made to slap him.
"Spare me, Grandpa Goudan!" Little Mule's legs gave out in terror, and he dropped straight to his knees, cold sweat pouring from his forehead. "Uncle Yu, I've come to apologize to Uncle Yu..."
"Is your brain made of shit?" Er Goudan was displeased again. "You call me Grandpa Goudan and him Uncle Yu—so you're saying I rank above Uncle Yu? Did you come here on purpose to drive a wedge between us?"
"Yes, yes—Ancestor Yu, Ancestor Yu..." Little Mule hastily corrected himself. He had not expected this brute Er Goudan to have such a sharp sense of logic.
"All right, out with it—what are you here for?" Er Goudan said impatiently.
"Grandpa Goudan, I've come on behalf of the arena to pay our respects to Ancestor Yu. Master Li was domineering and arrogant, and everything was his doing. I beg your magnanimity—please don't vent your anger on our underground arena!" Little Mule said pitifully.
"Fine, got it. Anything else?" Er Goudan asked, sounding rather impatient.