The matriarch has returned; that spendthrift son is truly daring!

Zhou Zhimei completely lost her temper and cursed, "Song Shuyue! You shameless bastard, you're asking for an exorbitant price! Do you think I'm a sucker? You despicable slut!"

Gu Yuqing was also trembling with anger. She had never seen such a shameless person. She knew that Zhou Zhimei's several properties were all acquired through her own efforts over the years. Who would be willing to give them away so easily?

Song Shuyue crossed her arms indifferently, her expression showing a hint of laziness.

"If you can't afford to gamble, then don't play. Get out of here."

Song Shuyue's attitude infuriated Zhou Zhimei. She glared at her fiercely, then turned to Gu Yuqing and said, "You offer 100 million! I'll offer three properties! Song Shuyue, that's enough. Don't go too far."

Song Shuyue said casually, "I meant all of them. You're so young, you can't be deaf, can you?"

"You! Song Shuyue, you've gone too far!" Gu Yuqing couldn't help but speak up.

Song Shuyue's eyes darkened as she coldly stared at the two of them. "I told you, if you can't afford to gamble, don't talk big in front of me. If you want to compete with me, you'd better show your qualifications!"

Zhou Zhimei was truly enraged. No one had ever dared to provoke her like this before. She clenched her fists and gritted her teeth.

"Fine! Fine! Fine! Song Shuyue, I'm going to have a match with you today. If I win, I want you to kneel down and bark like a dog, crawl in front of me and lick my feet, then put your face close to mine and let me slap you ten times. Do you dare?"

Song Shuyue almost laughed out of anger at these words, "Since you can show sincerity, then I'll play along. But words don't count. I demand a signed contract and a transfer agreement, and I'll have your Zhou family members as witnesses. Do you dare?"

Gu Yuqing tugged at Zhou Zhimei's clothes and said in her ear with some concern, "Xiaomei, I think we should just forget about it! Once the contract is signed and the witness is testified, it's a done deal and there's no going back."

One hundred million! Even if she's a young lady from the Gu family, she doesn't have that much money.

If Song Shuyue wins, how will she ask her parents for that 100 million yuan?

Zhou Zhimei shook off her hand, her face contorted with rage. "Shut up! Gu Yuqing, now that things have come to this, stop being so coy in front of me. You want to get rid of this woman more than I do, and you want to see her make a fool of herself. What are you pretending to be? You have to take the 100 million! Don't treat me like a fool!"

Gu Yuqing bit her lip and remained silent.

Upon hearing about the bet between the two, the Zhou family members exclaimed that it was outrageous, asking how someone could use so much property and money to make such a joke.

Zhou's parents were naturally the first to disagree. Since Song Shuyue was able to save Zhou Zhiruo from that group of villains, it meant that she must be quite capable.

Besides, Zhou Zhimei suffered a loss at her hands last time, so wouldn't this be...?

"Zhou Zhimei, this is outrageous! Apologize to them immediately and let it go!"

Mr. Zhou frowned and rebuked him.

Zhou Zhimei is not listening to anyone's advice right now; she's determined to beat her to death!

Once you're on the life-or-death stage, no one can help you.

Song Yanzhou was worried about Song Shuyue, his brows furrowed and his tone filled with concern.

"Yueyue, you're being too reckless! Do you know what kind of place that is? The Arena of Life and Death! Once you step onto the Arena of Life and Death, your life or death is in your own hands, and no one else can interfere!"

Song Shuyue remained aloof and indifferent, her calm and collected demeanor leaving one feeling helpless, as if everything was under her control!

But this is the Zhou family, a family renowned for its martial arts tradition. Zhou Zhimei has consistently ranked among the top three in the National Women's Martial Arts Competition every year.

He didn't doubt his sister's abilities, but he knew that she would inevitably get injured if they fought.

"She can't hurt me, don't worry."

Song Shuyue's affirmative words left Song Yanzhou speechless, unsure of what else he could say to persuade her to change her mind.

Seeing his reluctance and worry, Song Shuyue comforted him, "Although it's a life-or-death arena, I will still spare her life for the sake of the Zhou family."

Upon hearing this, Song Yanzhou's eyes widened, and then he let out a deep sigh of helplessness.

What Yueyue said is really...

He cared about her, but she thought he was worried that she might beat someone to death.

“I’m afraid you’ll get hurt,” Song Yanzhou said.

Song Shuyue straightened her back with a touch of aloofness; she was confident in that much.

“You are no match for me, so what do you think Zhou Zhimei can do against us?”

That's true. Song Yanzhou admitted that he really couldn't beat his sister, and he admitted it openly without feeling embarrassed.

"We still need to be careful."

"Ah."

Both of them changed their clothes. Zhou Zhimei looked at the slender and graceful Song Shuyue with hatred in her eyes. With such a small body and no muscles, she could kill her with one punch.

Song Shuyue, you came here to die of your own accord, so don't blame me.

The Zhou family members also sat in their seats and watched. Looking at the two signed death papers, the Zhou elders all sighed.

He reminded her, "Zhou Zhimei, take it easy. If Miss Song admits defeat, this matter will be over."

Zhou Zhimei smiled smugly; everyone knew her reputation.

"Miss Song, with your delicate skin, really wants to fight with Xiao Mei? Isn't that just asking for trouble?" Zhou Yuchen took a bite of her apple.

It would be such a shame if such a pretty girl got hurt.

Zhou Zhiruo scolded him, "If you can't speak properly, then I'll shut you up. The one who brought this trouble on herself is Zhou Zhimei. You have no idea how powerful Shuyue is."

As Zhou Zhiruo spoke, she clenched her fists. In truth, she didn't know how Song Shuyue's strength compared to Zhou Zhimei's.

She tried to stop the two of them, but they refused.

Zhou Yuchen snorted and said, "Zhou Zhiruo, I'm too lazy to argue with you. You know Xiao Mei's strength. Miss Song has been spoiled since childhood. I heard that she had a heart condition before. How could she possibly be a match for Xiao Mei? As Miss Song's friend, you not only don't advise them not to make trouble, but you also support them. I think you just want to stir up trouble."

"You! Zhou Yuchen! I'm not him. I believe Shuyue will win."

Zhou Yangjun also came over, saying, "I believe it too."

Zhou Zhimei's so-called martial arts and Sanda skills were no match for Song Shuyue.

Zhou Fa was very proud. Zhou Zhimei wanted to defend her dignity. Her apprentice had won, and he, as her master, also had face.

Zhou Zhimei's eyes burned with murderous intent, and the corners of her mouth curled up, her smile filled with disdain and contempt.

"Song Shuyue, I'll give you one more chance. Kneel down, bark like a dog, and lick my feet, and I might spare your life."

Song Shuyue twisted her wrist listlessly. "If you don't want to fight, get out of here. Don't waste my time."

"you!"

Zhou Zhimei wanted to see if she could still say those words later.

"Game start!"

With the referee's signal, the duel between the two officially began.

Zhou Zhimei launched a side kick at Song Shuyue, but Song Shuyue easily dodged it.

She was taken aback, and her reaction was quite quick, but... it was too clumsy for her.

Zhou Zhimei then launched a series of swift and ruthless attacks, each one deadly and vicious.

But he didn't even touch the hem of Song Shuyue's clothes.