"Damn! Eleven Yuan! What's the deal? Can it do the Nine Heavens Thunderous Double Kick or something?"

After getting used to the controls, Xia Liang rode his new electric scooter toward Lingji School.

Ling Ji was a little surprised to see Xia Liang arrive on a small scooter, but she still hopped on the back without hesitation.

Xia Liang smiled. "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Ling Ji thought for a moment. "Let's go for barbecue."

"No problem," Xia Liang agreed instantly.

With Ling Ji guiding the way, Xia Liang arrived at the barbecue stall she mentioned. It was tucked away in a small alley behind the school. The alley wasn't wide, and some corners were so tight they could barely fit two people walking side by side. Luckily, Xia Liang had just acquired the little scooter. Otherwise, they would have had to park the Hui Teng on the main road and walk.

At this hour, the barbecue stall was starting to get busy as groups of students arrived, laughing and joking among themselves.

The owner was a simple, honest middle-aged man named Jin, whose stall Ling Ji used to visit often. Back then, she was poor and couldn't afford many skewers, but Uncle Jin was always very generous. He would often give her extras for free or round down her bill. Later, feeling indebted, Ling Ji started coming over to help Uncle Jin's daughter with her homework. Over time, they grew quite close, but after graduating, she got busy with work and never had a chance to come back.

Lost in reminiscence, Ling Ji got off the scooter, walked up to the stall, and called out, "Uncle Jin!"

Hearing Ling Ji's voice, Uncle Jin instinctively looked up. When he saw her face clearly, his own broke into a wide smile as he shouted, "Ah, Little Ling Ji, you're back!"

Before Ling Ji could even respond, Uncle Jin enthusiastically ushered her inside, chattering away. "You never came back to visit after you graduated, you know. Jingjing missed you so much! Quick, quick, come sit inside! You probably haven't heard, but my girl is in university now! She scored 620 points on the entrance exam and got into Shangjing Normal University. Hahaha, the Jin family finally has a university student! That's all thanks to you tutoring her back in the day, let me tell you…"

Listening to Uncle Jin's cheerful rambling, Xia Liang felt a warmth that spoke of the simple joys of life. He could tell the old man genuinely cared for Ling Ji as if she were his own daughter.

"So, what would you like to eat? I'll get it for you. Today's on me, Uncle Jin is treating!"

Ling Ji smiled and waved her hands. "No, no, Uncle Jin. You must have treated me countless times during my four years of college. I finally made it back, and besides, someone else is paying tonight, so just let him handle it…"

Only then did Uncle Jin seem to notice Xia Liang, and he burst out laughing. "Hahaha! My, my! Has it been two years already? And you've got a boyfriend! Excellent, excellent. I won't disturb you two, then. Here's a menu—just tick off what you want and give it to me!"

Once they were seated, they casually ordered some skewers. Thanks to Uncle Jin's special treatment, the food arrived quickly, steaming hot on their small table. The two chatted joyfully, occasionally sharing a knowing smile.

While they were laughing, a heated argument suddenly erupted from a nearby table. They looked over to see two groups of people on the verge of a fight, their postures tense and aggressive. By the looks of them, they were all students.

Itching for a bit of drama is human nature, and Xia Liang and Ling Ji were no exception. They exchanged a glance and settled in to watch with great interest.

After listening for a moment, Xia Liang got the gist of it. It was just the same old messy drama between guys and girls. The girlfriend of a boy with round-rimmed glasses at the left table had cheated on him. The other man just so happened to be the curly-haired guy at the adjacent table.

As the saying goes, enemies often cross paths. Both parties had come for skewers tonight and run right into each other. When rivals meet, sparks fly, and an argument naturally broke out.

Initially, both sides exercised some restraint, as they were in a public place. But emotions, especially those involving matters of the heart, are often difficult to suppress with logic. Soon, the shouting match escalated, gradually turning into a physical scuffle that grew louder and more chaotic.

At this point, Uncle Jin hurriedly put down the skewers he was grilling and rushed over, trying to mediate with a placating smile. However, the students had already lost their tempers. Uncle Jin's attempt to break up the fight failed. Instead, the curly-haired guy shoved him aside in the chaos. Uncle Jin stumbled back several steps, crashed into a table, and fell to the ground.

Xia Liang quickly moved forward to help him up, telling Ling Ji to stay back. After helping Uncle Jin to a chair farther away, Xia Liang turned back to the scene. The conflict had now escalated into a full-blown brawl.

The most crucial rule of a street fight, besides being ruthless, is to use your surroundings. Tables, chairs, and stools are your best weapons.

Clearly, both sides understood this principle. In just a short time, the nearby furniture was a wreck of broken and splintered pieces. Fortunately, both tables had only just arrived, so their skewers hadn't been served yet. Otherwise, Xia Liang seriously suspected that every single steel skewer could have become a blood-stained weapon in the chaos.

As for the conflict between the two student groups, Xia Liang had no intention of interfering. They were all strangers, and without a mission to complete, he wasn't in the habit of poking his nose into other people's business. If they wanted to fight, let them fight. As for the tables and chairs they were destroying, they would naturally have to pay for the damages. After all, they were adults and had to face the consequences of their actions.

Xia Liang nonchalantly brought their skewers over from the table, settling in to enjoy the "live-action youth martial arts movie" while munching on his lamb skewers and occasionally taking a swig of ice-cold beer.

Tsk, this seems even tastier than before! There's a reason people love to pull up a stool with some popcorn or sunflower seeds to watch a good show. The food tastes so much better!

Thinking this, Xia Liang's gaze toward the brawlers turned almost appreciative.

Go on, keep it up, fight a little longer. I've still got plenty of skewers here. We can talk about making peace after I'm done eating!

Beside him, Ling Ji couldn't help but ask, "Um, Xia Liang, shouldn't we do something?"

"No need. Why bother? Let them fight. They'll have to pay for everything they break anyway. Let's just eat. Isn't it great to have such good dinner entertainment?" he replied. "Besides, look how fierce that fight is. It's not like a few words could stop them now! Oh, right, want a skewer?"

"...Okay, I'll have one."

Watching Xia Liang's calm demeanor, Ling Ji's own frantic heart began to settle. She took a Palm Treasure skewer from his hand and took a bite while watching the fight...

Hmm, he's right. It really does taste better!

At that moment, even though the surrounding tables and chairs were all damaged, the fight raged on. Some people continued to whale on each other with broken chair legs, some resorted to bare-fisted brawling, while others began to search for new weapons. Things like bricks, backpacks, wooden sticks, and… a black electric scooter.

Huh? Wait a second! An electric scooter? What the hell?!

Xia Liang's eyes flew wide open. He watched as the curly-haired guy and another student lifted *his* scooter—which had been parked next to the barbecue stall—and hurled it toward the other group.

CLANG!

The scooter traced a graceful arc through the air before landing heavily on the ground. It didn't hit anyone, but its rearview mirror shattered into pieces.

"You sons of bitches!"

My damn scooter! I haven't even warmed the seat yet!

In that instant, Xia Liang flew into a rage.

He put the skewer down, stood up, and slowly rolled his neck. He cracked his knuckles, the joints popping sharply. Looking at the brawling mob in the distance, he curled his lips into a smirk and said lightly, "Gentlemen, consider this your official notice. You're in for it now."

With that, Xia Liang shot forward, launching himself into the crowd. He executed a flying kick mid-air, slamming his foot into one guy's back and knocking him to the ground. Then he spun around and delivered a powerful roundhouse kick, the sole of his size 43 shoe connecting intimately with another brawler's face.

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