Urban Soldier Young Master

"Song Baijia! Stop right there for me!" Watching Song Baijia's back, the owner of the leisure club's face changed several times, but ultimately he shouted angrily.

So many eyes are on this thing. If he just let Song Baijia leave like that, as the boss, he would really lose face.

Song Baijia turned around, glanced at the owner, and before the two of them could say anything, the long-faced man hesitated for a moment and spoke up first.

"Mr. Song, what you're implying is that you're not going to apologize, right? You did such a disgusting thing to our food, and you think you're in the right?"

Song Baijia didn't say a word.

"If you're really stubborn and refuse to apologize, that's fine." The long-faced man paused, then changed his tone, "We four brothers each give you a slap, and this is over. We don't have time to bicker with you here."

The long-faced man walked up to Song Baijia with a look of provocation and impatience, and the other three followed him.

Song Baijia finally frowned and glanced at the owner, seeing that he still had no intention of speaking up for him, a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

The long-faced man's hand raised, and Chu Ge felt a wave of frustration in his heart. That club owner really wouldn't say a word? Just standing there watching his head chef getting slapped?

At this point, Chu Ge finally couldn't stand it any longer. He had a feeling that if the four long-faced men slapped, even if Song Baijia had the ability to dodge, he wouldn't.

Even though Chu Ge never considered himself a good person, and even though this was indeed a better opportunity to observe Song Baijia, his misgivings about Song Baijia were just a one-sided suspicion. If this was all just his unnecessary worry, letting Master Song take those four slaps would really be too much.

"Stop." As the long-faced man's right hand was about to slap down, Chu Ge's fingers touched his phone screen, sending out a message he had already composed, and he stood up from his table, striding over.

The long-faced man paused mid-motion, turned his head towards the direction of the voice, and met Chu Ge's gaze.

"What? You're going to meddle in this?"

"Master!" Song Baijia's eyes lit up, as if he had suddenly thrown all his troubles to the winds. Seeing Chu Ge approaching, he couldn't hide his joy.

Chu Ge smiled at Song Baijia with some complexity, then turned his gaze to the long-faced man, "Let it go when you can, don't take things too far. Regardless of who's right or wrong here, isn't it about enough?"

"Screw you, who the hell do you think you are, trying to tell me what to do?"

The long-faced man hadn't seen Chu Ge before. When Long Kun instructed him to stir up trouble, he only told him to make a scene and didn't say anything else. Seeing someone coming to interfere, he naturally didn't show Chu Ge any courtesy.

However, just as the long-faced man finished speaking and was about to make a move on Chu Ge, his phone rang. He glanced at Chu Ge, but still took out his phone, glanced at it, saw Long Kun's number, and immediately answered.

"Come back, that's the end of it."

Long Kun said just one thing and hung up. The long-faced man was slightly stunned, and when he looked at Chu Ge again, his gaze immediately turned suspicious. It was a bit too much of a coincidence for Long Kun's call to come right as this guy appeared.

Despite his suspicions, the long-faced man knew this wasn't the time to ponder such things. Since the boss had spoken, he saw no need to continue the trouble.

"Kid, you're lucky." The long-faced man put away his phone, pointed a finger at Chu Ge, spat a few more harsh words, and left the restaurant with the other three.

Chu Ge was more satisfied with the long-faced man's performance, looking as if they suddenly had some urgent business, at last not making the whole thing so anticlimactic, indeed quite slick.

Watching the four long-faced men leave, the others all breathed a sigh of relief, but Song Baijia didn't spare them a glance, excitedly looked at Chu Ge, and smiled gratefully, yet goofily.

"Master, I really have to thank you for that just now."

Chu Ge shook his head, "I didn't do much. If you say that, it's too polite."

"Master, when did you get here? Why didn't you give me a call in advance?"

"I've been here for a little while, initially just wanted to have a meal, didn't expect to bump into this kind of thing. Are you... okay?"

Hearing Chu Ge ask that, Song Baijia seemed to realize for the first time he had just been beaten up, and his expression turned pained. He clutched his stomach, turning to look at the club owner.

"Boss, I need to ask for leave. I'm hurting all over, ow... ouch, it hurts."

Chu Ge felt a wave of sweat inside; this guy was so full of energy just a second ago. Now he's putting on such an "ow ow" act, it's way too fake, isn't it?

Chu Ge prided himself on having met all sorts of people, but this Master Song really left him clueless, completely unaware of what was going on in this guy's head.

With such a clownish demeanor, he even lightened Chu Ge's suspicions and guilt, adding a touch of humor.

The owner's eyes twitched, snorted from his nose, said nothing, and turned to walk out.

Master Song glanced again at the brothers in the back kitchen, as well as the surrounding waiters, and told them to get back to work. Once everyone dispersed, he gave Chu Ge a goofy smile, "Master, you haven't finished your meal yet, have you? Want to go back and continue eating?"

Chu Ge shook his head, "I'm full."

Song Baijia's eyes lit up again, "Then...want to come to my dorm for a bit? Let me learn a bit about your cooking skills?"

Chu Ge was just thinking of having a private chat with this Song Baijia, so when Song Baijia suggested it, he immediately agreed wholeheartedly.

Song Baijia hobbled over to the bar and gave the cashier girl a big smile, "Put this master's bill on my tab."

The cashier girl gave Song Baijia a helpless look, "Brother Song, hasn't your salary for this month already been deducted completely?"

Song Baijia blushed, "Young lady, you really don't have to embarrass me like this. I'll have next month's salary, won't I?"

The cashier girl looked even more resigned, "Next month's...seems like it's gone too, right?"

Hearing this conversation, Chu Ge was speechless, but when he tried to pay the bill himself, Song Baijia wouldn't let the cashier girl accept his money until Chu Ge got stern. Finally, he managed to settle the bill and walked out of the leisure club.

Once outside the club, Song Baijia hobbled along for a while, but as soon as there were fewer people around, he straightened up his back and walked as if nothing had happened. Chu Ge stopped, speechless.

"Master Song, does...your body not hurt anymore?"

Song Baijia turned to look at Chu Ge, grinned, and struck an exaggerated bodybuilding pose, "Hey, their punches feel like tickles to me. This body of mine isn't for nothing; it takes hits pretty well."

Seeing Song Baijia's nonchalant demeanor, Chu Ge felt a spark of realization. Indeed, this guy's hearing was absurdly sharp, and his resilience was far beyond that of ordinary people. The four guys from before certainly didn't hold back; their punches were solid.

Chu Ge smirked, "Your act of being in pain was quite convincing just now."

"If I didn't pretend to be in pain, it would have been inconvenient to come out with you."

Song Baijia's words sounded like they carried a deeper meaning to Chu Ge, but seeing his goofy smile, it was really hard for Chu Ge to associate him with any kind of schemer.

Chu Ge quickly pondered and said with a smile: "Master Song, if you're really okay, I don't think we need to go to your dorm. How about we take a stroll in that nearby grove? See if we can catch some game?"

To Chu Ge, that grove was secluded enough that if Song Baijia had any malicious intent towards him, it would be a very suitable place to make a move.

"Sure! Maybe we can catch a big lunkhead to cook for tonight!" Song Baijia agreed readily, a brighter smile spreading across his seemingly goofy face.

But seeing this smile, Chu Ge felt even more cautious and wary.

After all, up to this point, Song Baijia always gave him a sense of both reality and illusion. He could only identify that Song Baijia wasn't an ordinary person, but couldn't ascertain what kind of skills Song Baijia possessed.

The two of them walked towards the direction of the grove, remaining silent for a few seconds. Then, Chu Ge casually asked: "Master Song, when those guys were giving you trouble just now, I didn't step in right away. You don't blame me, do you?"

Song Baijia grinned, "Master, what are you saying? We're not related. It's a favor if you help, and it's none of your business if you don't. If I start minding things like this, wouldn't I be quite heartless?"

Chu Ge nodded, Song Baijia's answer was flawless. He smiled slightly and said, "By the way, with your skills, how come your boss treats you so poorly? When he saw you were in trouble, he didn't even think of sticking up for you?"

"He...sigh." Song Baijia hesitated, scratched his head, "Actually, he's alright with me, not too bad."

"How much does he pay you a month? Your salary for this month is already gone?"

"Five hundred."

"Huh?" Chu Ge was suddenly stunned, instinctively stopping in his tracks, "How much?"

"Five hundred bucks."

This time, Chu Ge was sure he heard correctly, but he couldn't understand at all. With Song Baijia's skills, he's only paid five hundred a month; isn't that absurd?

"Five hundred bucks? Isn't that a bit too little?"

Noticing Chu Ge's strange look, Song Baijia gave a sheepish smile, "It's not much, so it gets deducted easily."

"He pays you so little and treats you that way, yet you still serve him? He's so spoiled. Isn't that way too stingy?" Chu Ge's words were not a probe; they were heartfelt.

Song Baijia's smile showed a hint of resignation, "It's...an unavoidable thing."