Transmigrating to the Song Dynasty: Water Margin Business Management

After several rounds of drinks and dishes, everyone was chatting and laughing at the table. Li Kui, who was always quick to speak, turned to Yan Qing with a serious expression and said, "Brother Xiao Yi, Manager Zhao is in trouble."

Yan Qing paused, his hand holding the wine glass still, and hurriedly asked, "What exactly happened?"

There was a fellow named Ren Yuan, who was said to be exceptionally skilled in sumo wrestling. No one knew where he came from, but he somehow managed to block Zhao's restaurant. Right in front of the restaurant, he set up a wrestling ring and shamelessly challenged all the heroes of the world, boasting that no one could defeat him. As a result, Zhao's restaurant business was completely disrupted, and he was constantly frowning and miserable.

Upon hearing this, Yan Qing's anger flared instantly, but his years of experience in the martial world allowed him to suppress it. He turned to Manager Zhao, his gaze resolute, and said, "Manager Zhao, you recently escaped imprisonment, and I, Yan Qing, will always remember this kindness. Now that you're facing this trouble, please entrust this matter to me. I, Yan Qing, assure you, I will give you a satisfactory answer."

Manager Zhao's eyes were filled with anxiety and helplessness. He held Yan Qing's hands tightly and said, "Brother Yan Qing, that Ren Yuan is indeed very powerful. I'm afraid you will suffer a loss."

Yan Qing gently patted Manager Zhao's hand and comforted him, "Manager Zhao, don't worry. I, Yan Qing, have been wandering the martial world for so many years, what storms haven't I seen? I don't believe that Ren Yuan is so powerful that no one can defeat him."

Song Jiang, standing to the side, also said, "Brother Xiao Yi, although you are highly skilled in martial arts, you still need to be careful and cautious, and don't underestimate your opponent."

Yan Qing walked straight to the arena, followed closely by Song Jiang, Li Kui, Wu Song, Lu Zhishen, Shi Qian, Wu Yong, and others. The crowd looked serious and hurried along.

On the one hand, they wanted to cheer for Yan Qing, and on the other hand, they also wanted to see with their own eyes who Ren Yuan was, that he was so arrogant and domineering.

As the crowd approached the ring, they saw Ren Yuanzheng utterly defeat a challenger, leaving him defenseless. Without a second thought, he ruthlessly threw the man off the ring. The man crashed to the ground, groaning in pain. A spectator exclaimed, "You're too cruel! He's already down, and you're still so vicious! You're trying to kill him!"

Ren Yuan, however, was completely unconcerned. He crossed his arms and replied arrogantly, "Hmph, if you're not as skilled, this is the end result!"

Upon seeing this, Yan Qing flashed forward like lightning and caught the person who was about to land steadily.

Ren Yuan glanced at the heroes below the stage, spat disdainfully, and shouted loudly, "Anyone who is not afraid of death, come up here!" He acted as if he were the invincible overlord of the world, and no one could contend with him.

Li Kui was so angry that his eyes widened and his teeth were grinding. He rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush forward. Yan Qing, however, grabbed his shoulder and said, "Brother Li Kui, wait here for a moment. I'll go meet him."

Having said that, Yan Qing lightly touched the ground with his feet, his figure as swift as a swallow, and flew onto the arena.

Seeing Yan Qing's lithe figure and delicate features, Ren Yuan mocked her even more recklessly: "Oh, you look like an opera singer! Hahahaha!" His arrogant laughter echoed in the air, extremely grating.

Yan Qing remained calm and composed, looking at Ren Yuan with a steady gaze, showing no sign of being provoked by his words.

Seeing that Yan Qing remained unmoved, Ren Yuan became even more smug: "What? Did I hit the nail on the head? You with your delicate skin and tender flesh, you dare to challenge your grandpa?" As he spoke, he twisted his thick arms, showing off his muscles, as if to flaunt his strength.

The crowd below the stage held their breath for Yan Qing, but Yan Qing remained calm and composed, only his eyes showed a newfound determination and sharpness.

Yan Qing struck a pose reminiscent of a pine tree welcoming guests, then waved to Ren Yuan with a composed demeanor, as if what lay before him was not a fierce battle, but rather a casual exchange of sparring.

Seeing this, Ren Yuan's eyes widened in fury, and he charged at Yan Qing with gritted teeth. His momentum was like that of a runaway beast, determined to defeat Yan Qing in one fell swoop. Yan Qing, however, remained calm and composed, slightly shifting his body to the side and easily dodging Ren Yuan's fierce attack. Ren Yuan missed his target, nearly falling forward due to the force of his lunge.

He quickly regained his footing, turned around, and attacked Yan Qing again. This time, he swung his thick fist, which whistled through the air, aiming straight for Yan Qing's face. Yan Qing moved nimbly, retreating like flowing water, causing Yuan's fist to miss again.

"Hmph, all you can do is dodge?" Ren Yuan roared, launching several more powerful attacks. Each of his moves was full of force, attempting to suppress Yan Qing with his superior strength.

Yan Qing focused intently, calmly observing Ren Yuan's moves. He seized an opening in Ren Yuan's attack, suddenly stepping forward and sidestepping Ren Yuan's straight punch. Simultaneously, he extended his right hand and skillfully tapped Ren Yuan's arm. This seemingly casual tap contained Yan Qing's deft strength, causing Ren Yuan's arm to go slightly numb.

Ren Yuan, having suffered this minor setback, grew even angrier. He lunged at Yan Qing again, this time raising his thick thigh to sweep Yan Qing away. Yan Qing lightly touched the ground with his feet, leaping high into the air, and Ren Yuan's leg missed its mark. Yan Qing then flipped in mid-air, landing steadily behind Ren Yuan.

Before Ren Yuan could react, Yan Qing swiftly threw a punch, aiming straight for Ren Yuan's back. Sensing the attack from behind, Ren Yuan quickly turned and blocked with his arm. Yan Qing's fist struck Ren Yuan's arm with a dull thud. Ren Yuan felt a sharp pain in his arm, but he endured it, grabbing Yan Qing's arm and trying to pull him down.

Yan Qing, however, lunged forward, closing in on Ren Yuan while simultaneously tripping him. Ren Yuan, caught off guard, stumbled and nearly fell. He quickly regained his balance and charged at Yan Qing again.

Ren Yuan was already panting heavily. Although his attacks were fierce, they were all skillfully deflected by Yan Qing. Yan Qing, on the other hand, remained calm and composed, handling the situation with ease.

Taking advantage of Ren Yuan's opening, Yan Qing swiftly kicked out, aiming for Ren Yuan's knee. Ren Yuan cried out in pain and fell to his knees. Yan Qing immediately followed up with an elbow strike to Ren Yuan's back. Ren Yuan collapsed forward, landing face-first on the ground.

"Get up!" Yan Qing shouted.

Enraged, Ren Yuan got up from the ground and charged at Yan Qing again. This time, Yan Qing didn't dodge; he met Ren Yuan's attack head-on. Their fists collided in mid-air, producing a dull thud. Yan Qing's arm went slightly numb, but he gritted his teeth and exerted force once more.

Ren Yuan felt Yan Qing's strength suddenly increase, and his arms gradually lost their support. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Yan Qing sidestepped and bumped Ren Yuan's chest with his shoulder, causing Ren Yuan to stumble back a few steps.

Yan Qing gave Ren Yuan no chance to catch his breath, unleashing a barrage of punches, each one swift and powerful. Ren Yuan was overwhelmed and could only defend passively. Seizing the opportunity, Yan Qing launched a flying kick, striking Ren Yuan squarely in the abdomen. Ren Yuan doubled over in pain, a look of agony on his face.

"Is that all you've got?" Yan Qing mocked.

Ren Yuan roared, straightened up again, and charged at Yan Qing without regard for anything. Yan Qing dodged to the side, grabbed Ren Yuan's collar at the same time, and threw him heavily to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw.

This time, Ren Yuan lay on the ground, struggled a few times, but could no longer get up. He gasped for breath, his eyes no longer showing the arrogance and disdain of before, but instead filled with surprise and fear.

The crowd below erupted in enthusiastic cheers, applauding Yan Qing's brilliant performance. Yan Qing stood on the stage, his posture upright, like a vigorous old pine tree.

Yan Qing lifted Ren Yuan up, holding him in the air like a chick. Yan Qing's eyes were sharp as he stared intently at Ren Yuan, then said, "I know you're setting up this arena to put pressure on Manager Zhao's restaurant. Tell me, who encouraged you to do this?"

Ren Yuan initially remained defiant, sticking out his neck and pretending to be tough, saying, "Hmph, I won't tell you, go ahead and throw me down if you dare!"

Yan Qing sneered and said, "You won't talk, huh? If you don't talk, I'll really throw you off this stage and smash you into a dead dog."

Ren Yuanqiang, barely managing to stay upright, replied, "You, you dare!"

Yan Qing raised an eyebrow, exerted a little force in his hand, and pretended to throw Ren Yuan away. Ren Yuan felt his body sway and immediately panicked.

Yan Qing said again, "I'll ask you one last time, will you tell me or not?"

Ren Yuan gritted his teeth, still refusing to speak. Yan Qing stopped wasting words, lifted Ren Yuan above his head, and made as if to throw him out.

At this critical moment, Ren Yuan suddenly felt a warm flow gushing from his crotch, then dripping down. His face turned deathly pale, and his previously tough attitude softened instantly.

"No, no, no, I'll talk, I'll talk! Great hero, spare my life!" Ren Yuan cried out, his voice trembling.

Yan Qing stopped what she was doing and looked at Ren Yuan with disgust: "Oh, you're such a coward! I haven't even thrown it yet, and you've already wet your pants?"

The audience was stunned for a moment when they saw this, then burst into laughter. Some people laughed so hard they couldn't stand up straight, while others pointed at Ren Yuan and laughed until tears streamed down their faces.

"Hahaha, this guy actually peed his pants in fear!"

"With such little courage, you still dare to act arrogantly here!"

Ren Yuan blushed deeply, wishing she could disappear into the ground.

Yan Qing put Ren Yuan down, and Ren Yuan's legs went weak, causing him to collapse onto the ground.

"Tell me quickly, who exactly ordered you to do this?" Yan Qing shouted.

Ren Yuan stammered, "Yes, it was Boss Qian. He was jealous of Manager Zhao's restaurant business, so he sent me to cause trouble."

Yan Qing snorted coldly: "So that's how it is. Go back and tell that Boss Qian to stop using these underhanded tricks, or he'll be in big trouble!"

Ren Yuan nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I will definitely pass on the message, I will definitely pass on the message." After saying that, he scrambled off the stage, and his disheveled appearance drew another burst of laughter from the crowd.

Gao Ke, who had been watching the spectacle from the crowd, was initially smug, eagerly anticipating Ren Yuan's escalation of the farce and the eventual collapse of Manager Zhao's restaurant. However, upon witnessing Ren Yuan's defeat, his expression changed drastically, and he inwardly cried out in alarm.

Gao Ke knew he was also involved in this matter, and if Zhao Tianming and his men found out, he would definitely be in trouble. Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his eyes became panicked.

Gao Ke dared not linger any longer. Taking advantage of the fact that everyone's attention was still on Yan Qing and Ren Yuan on the stage, he quietly turned around, crouched down, and tried to blend into the crowd and escape.

However, his furtive behavior still attracted the attention of those around him. Someone exclaimed, "Hey, why does that guy look so weird?"

Upon hearing the shout, Gao Ke's heart tightened, and he quickened his pace, almost running and stumbling as he bumped into the people blocking his way.

"What's wrong with this person? Why is he running so fast!" someone complained.

Gao Ke had no time to think about any of that. At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind: to escape this dangerous place as soon as possible, lest Zhao Tianming and the others discover him.