Chu Ziyu's face showed a struggling look, and his eyes flashed with hesitation and contradiction. He took a deep breath, and seemed to have made up his mind and said: "I can agree to your conditions, but I have a request..."

He paused, then continued, "I hope you don't let Xiao An know about this."

Hearing this, Zhao Zilong's face turned a little unhappy. He thought, is this business really so shameful? How many people dreamed of becoming his son, but he disdained them all. But after thinking carefully, it was not appropriate to push people too hard, so he reluctantly agreed to his request.

Zhao Zilong stood up, straightened his slightly wrinkled clothes, and said calmly: "Okay, I promise you. Remember to be here on time at nine o'clock tomorrow morning." After that, he turned around and left the room without looking back, leaving Chu Ziyu alone.

Knock, knock, knock! The door suddenly rang, interrupting Chu Ziyu's thoughts. He came to his senses and said, "Come in."

The men outside the door said to Chu Ziyu, "Second Young Master, the Lord has ordered us to send you back. Please come this way."

Chu Ziyu thought to himself: "This old man is quite particular."

However, an hour later, Chu Ziyu stared at his subordinate sitting in the driver's seat, his tone devoid of emotion: "Tell me, are you sending me back?"

Chu Ziyu looked through the car window and saw the big sign of a boxing ring outside.

The subordinate in front of him answered Chu Ziyu in a dignified manner: "The master said that you have been idle recently, and it is time to practice your skills to prevent yourself from getting rusty. At the same time, the master also asked me to pass on a saying to you: It is okay to pretend to be a pig to eat the tiger, but if you keep being a pig, be careful of being eaten by the tiger. And I hope you can complete the performance before dark today. Of course, if you are not in a hurry, you can fight slowly, if you don't care about the one at home."

Although Chu Ziyu's performance last time was extremely miserable and he defeated all the contestants with great difficulty, Zhao Zilong is a veteran. He had long seen that Chu Ziyu was at ease and was deliberately acting, so this time he wanted to see where Chu Ziyu's limit was.

"Old thing, you are really up to no good." Chu Ziyu cursed in his heart.

“What is the performance?”

"Just beat the same number of people in the casino today as last time." The subordinate answered him respectfully.

Chu Ziyu's heart was not moved at all, but he continued to perform, after all, someone wanted to watch.

Zhao Zilong stared at the screen through the pinhole camera installed inside the car, paying attention to Chu Ziyu's every move and every subtle expression.

After hearing what his subordinates conveyed to him, Chu Ziyu's face instantly became extremely gloomy. He clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and his body trembled slightly, but he never moved.

Seeing that he was still trying hard to suppress the anger in his heart, even though he knew in his heart that he was deliberately making things difficult for him, but because of Lin Ci'an, he could only choose to endure it temporarily and obey his arrangements obediently.

Zhao Zilong raised the corners of his mouth slightly and laughed softly: "Humph, you are still too young after all! After all, ginger is still spicy with age."

Only after seeing Chu Ziyu take a deep breath and walk into the boxing ring did Zhao Zilong look away and ordered the person in front of him, "Let's go to the boxing ring."

"Bang", another opponent was knocked down by Chu Ziyu. The time had come to 3 pm. Chu Ziyu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and counted silently in his heart, "Ten more to go."

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