Chapter 32: He Looks Just Like a Pig!

At this moment, the crowd watching the scene all gave a thumbs-up.

“There aren’t many young people these days who are both capable and righteous!”

“He’s still a student, right? The future is bright for him!”

“Those moves just now—wasn’t he just way too cool?”

Someone had already helped the injured elderly lady and the thin man to their feet.

Xiang Nan walked over and took the old lady’s hand.

With a few crisp movements, he swiftly reset her dislocated joint.

The old lady, who had been trembling in pain with her arm dangling, found herself fully recovered in the next instant.

As for the thin man, who had injured his waist in the scuffle, a single application of medicated plaster had him healed on the spot.

“Young man, your plaster really works! Can you sell me a few more?”

The old lady wiped away her tears and looked at Xiang Nan expectantly.

The thin man and the whole crowd fell silent, waiting for Xiang Nan’s answer.

Xiang Nan grinned. “Of course! Absolutely!”

“This was originally the booth for our Treasure Grove, but it was taken over by those scoundrels, who then tried to sell fake plasters and pass them off as genuine.”

“Treasure what?” an old man asked, craning his ear.

At that moment, Wu Liang, ever alert, produced a sign for Treasure Spirit. The three golden characters gleamed, and next to them was an anti-counterfeit label.

Xiang Nan pointed to the sign with pride. “Remember, everyone: if you want genuine plasters, look for Treasure Spirit.”

“Good!” The people burst into praise once again, and Xiang Nan took the opportunity to sell quite a few plasters.

With Xiang Nan presiding, there was no need for any real-life demonstrations at all. Besides, those displays were too violent, and while they might be useful in the early days of promotion, once the brand was established, such antics could be left behind.

Besides, each demonstration wasted a plaster, didn’t it? Plasters weren’t free, after all. And merit points were a cost as well.

The stall was bustling with business.

Suddenly, two small heads squeezed out from the crowd.

It was Su Yao and Xu Jiya who had arrived.

“Xiao Ya, look, I told you I wasn’t mistaken—it’s really Xiang Nan!”

“How interesting! So you actually are selling fake medicine after all!”

No sooner had Su Yao spoken than some in the crowd took offense.

“Young lady, you look so fresh and pretty—why say such things? This young man’s medicine is so effective; how could you call it fake?”

“If you’re not buying, just step aside. Don’t think you can talk nonsense and wrong someone just because you’re good-looking.”

“He gave up his evening leisure to come here and bring us these benefits—how touching!”

“Do you know how hard he works? And you say that about him!”

The barrage of rebukes left Su Yao completely stunned.

Su Yao: “(⊙o⊙)… I was wrong!”

She kept giving Xiang Nan pleading looks. “What’s going on? Even fan wars aren’t this fierce!”

Xiang Nan cleared his throat. “They’re with me—just joking around.”

He reached out and pulled Su Yao and Xu Jiya closer to him.

Xu Jiya, always quick-witted, immediately understood and deliberately raised her voice, “Brother Xiang Nan, we came here to support you. We didn’t expect your place to be so lively!”

Hearing this, the onlookers smiled with narrowed eyes, “This young lady is quite nice. She and this handsome guy make a perfect couple—aren’t they together?”

That question instantly sparked everyone’s curiosity.

“Exactly! Talented and beautiful—they’re a great match!”

“They’re still young, aren’t they? Childhood sweethearts are wonderful too.”

“Oh, my motherly heart—this couple is my new favorite!”

With all the teasing, Xu Jiya, who was naturally rather shy, blushed to the tips of her ears.

Su Yao, on the other hand, was so angry she stamped her foot.

“You gossips! What, am I invisible?”

“I’m the official match, okay?”

When the crowd saw Su Yao’s full head of silver hair and her stunning beauty, they grew even more excited.

“Look! The silver-haired beauty is jealous!”

“This handsome guy is impressive—two absolute beauties are fighting over him!”

Su Yao was so flustered she could barely speak.

“No… who… who’s jealous over him… I… I…”

She wanted to say Xu Jiya was, but before she could finish, an old lady interrupted, “Alright, alright, no need to be shy, dear. Go for it! I’m rooting for you!”

Su Yao: [○･｀Д´･ ○]

Xiang Nan pulled Su Yao close by the neck. “Don’t be mad. At worst, I’ll take the loss and let you have this advantage.”

Su Yao raised her hand, pretending to claw at him, her voice both cute and fierce. “Dream on, Xiang Nan!”

As they were bickering, Over-the-Shoulder Dragon, who had left earlier, returned—this time with a burly man and more than thirty Axe Gang thugs, all heading straight for Xiang Nan’s stall.

Faced with this menacing display, the crowd had no choice but to retreat in a wide circle.

Wu Liang and the others, weapons in hand, had already positioned themselves in front of Xiang Nan.

The burly man was Du Biao, a fierce warrior of the Axe Gang. He wore a white tank top that shook with every step, his chest adorned with tattoos of two crossed axes.

Next to him, Over-the-Shoulder Dragon still clutched his bloodied hand to his chest, supported by another hand.

Upon seeing Xiang Nan, his eyes burned with hatred.

“Brother Biao, that’s the kid who took our stall!”

Du Biao, expecting someone formidable, saw only a student and sneered with contempt.

“Hey, kid, I’ll give you a chance: kneel down and call me grandpa, and I’ll let you off this once.”

Then, noticing Xu Jiya and Su Yao behind Xiang Nan, Du Biao’s eyes gleamed green with greed, saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth. “These two babes look pretty good. Tonight, you’re coming to party with Brother Biao!”

“Party with your sister!”

With a flick of her finger, Su Yao sent two silver beads flying straight at Du Biao’s eyes.

Though fat and burly, Du Biao was astonishingly nimble—he ducked into a deep squat.

The beads whizzed over his head and struck the eyes of a thug behind him.

A scream rang out as the unfortunate man clutched his bleeding eyes and rolled on the ground.

Du Biao turned, his gaze now cold and sinister.

“Fiery one, aren’t you? Let’s see if Brother Biao doesn’t spank your little butt!”

As he spoke, he lunged forward.

Su Yao was about to retaliate, but Xiang Nan held her back and stepped in front of her.

“Brother Biao, right? We’re all civilized people here. Let’s talk this out.”

Du Biao’s mouth twitched with a cold, mocking smile.

So this kid really is a pushover!

Hadn’t even started and already backing down.

Du Biao smirked triumphantly. “What, you want to call me grandpa now?”

The thugs behind him burst into laughter.

Xiang Nan tilted his head, leaning in as if to listen. “Call you what?”

Du Biao raised his voice. “Grandpa!”

Xiang Nan pinched his nose, stifling a laugh. “Tsk tsk tsk! Good boy, you say it well! Come on, say it again!”

The moment Du Biao let “Grandpa” slip, he realized he’d been tricked, and his face twisted with rage.

He already had a piggish, greasy, ugly face, but now it looked downright hideous.

Behind Xiang Nan, Su Yao couldn’t hold it in any longer. “Pfft… hahaha… he looks just like a pig…”

With Su Yao’s laughter, the surrounding crowd covered their mouths, snickering as well.

Many even pointed and whispered about Du Biao behind his back.