Chapter 156: Hospitality
Chapter 156: Hospitality
Gao Jing returned to the Primary World, but did not do the thing everyone liked to hear about.
The reason was simple.
Ji Yu went to Hong Kong Island to handle some work and business at the Great World Trading Company.
And she flew over right when Gao Jing was at home sleeping soundly.
This made Gao Jing, who just woke up, very annoyed. He originally wanted to spend a romantic night with Senior.
But in the end, he could only play with a bird by himself at home.
Uh, petting the cat.
He grabbed Nine Apertures, who was lying next to him, and petted him twice.
Nine Apertures: Meow meow meow?
“I hear Xiao Jiu’s voice.”
Senior giggled on the phone: “Be good, I’ll try to come back soon.”
Her voice turned charming: “Hmm, tell Xiao Jiu I miss it a lot.”
Gao Jing suddenly thought about buying an airline ticket.
And flying to Hong Kong Island right away.
But he was not that impatient. He sighed and said: “You’re working hard.”
By now, Gao Jing had fully given the company on Hong Kong Island and the office in the Provincial Capital to Ji Yu to manage.
He himself became a real hands-off boss.
His only job was pretty much to make a buying list.
Right now, the work at both companies was not much.
But things would be different later.
A while back, he had been in Mu Teng Village and found two new wood materials.
Wood like Oak and Fir.
For this, Gao Jing asked the Giants in the Muteng Tribe.
He knew that near their Village Fort in the mountains, both trees grew a lot.
Even though Oak and Fir were not as valuable as Red Sandalwood.
They were still very good for big trading.
Gao Jing planned to use the Hong Kong Island company to ship logs to the home country in the future.
The only problem now was that the Storage Space was not big enough.
But he felt sure it would not take long to fix this problem completely.
After finishing his long call with Senior.
Gao Jing saw it was still early, so he changed clothes and left home.
He first went to the same printing shop as last time.
He got there before closing time to scan the Flame Blade beast skin totem from the Elder Shaman to a picture file.
Then he reached the Hu Wei Tattoo Shop.
This tattoo place, which looked more like a cool hangout, was almost the same as before.
It was a little more crowded.
“Hey!”
As soon as Gao Jing walked in, someone spotted him: “Brother Tiger, Expert Brother is here!”
Expert Brother?
Gao Jing did not know he had that name.
Fan Hu was near the boxing ring talking to a group.
Hearing that shout, the owner of the Hu Wei Tattoo Shop quickly ran over excitedly.
He asked Gao Jing eagerly: “Brother Gao, how come you’re here today?”
Ever since Gao Jing beat Fan Hu with one punch last time, Fan Hu often invited him to the tattoo shop.
But Gao Jing was too busy with his own matters.
Today was only his second visit.
He smiled and said: “Not welcome?”
“Impossible!”
Fan Hu looked as wronged as Dou E: “I’ve been hoping for you to come!”
Some people watching nearby saw the famous Brother Tiger respect Gao Jing so much.
They became curious about who Gao Jing was.
Then someone told the story of “Expert Brother”.
He focused on the fight between Fan Hu and Gao Jing.
This made even more people notice Gao Jing.
Gao Jing chuckled: “I’m here for a new tattoo.”
“Wei Zi!”
Fan Hu turned right away to call his sister: “Hurry over!”
That short-haired girl who designed Gao Jing’s tattoo last time stepped out of the crowd.
She held the hand of a pretty, shy-looking girl!
She gave Gao Jing a quick look and said: “Follow me.”
Then she walked off with the girl on her own.
Fan Hu said sorry: “I hurt my finger a few days back, so only Wei Zi can handle this for you.”
Gao Jing did not mind: “It’s okay, just have your sister do it.”
He really trusted the skills at Hu Wei Tattoo Shop and figured Fan Hu would not ruin their name.
Having Wei Zi do the job would be fine.
Inside the tattoo room, Gao Jing gave Wei Zi the USB with the saved image.
She took it, plugged it into the computer, saw the picture, and asked Gao Jing what he wanted.
Then she brought a camera to take photos.
Gao Jing took off his jacket and shirt, leaving only a tight tank top.
His strength had grown fast, but his height did not increase.
He still stood at his actual height of 1.85 meters.
His body shape was perfect now, with upper muscles even and strong without being too big.
The shy girl sitting nearby accidentally saw it.
And her face turned red right away.
Gao Jing quickly lowered his head to scroll through his phone.
Gao Jing smiled faintly.
But then Wei Zi glared at him. “Lift your arm up.”
Gao Jing raised his eyebrows.
He followed the tattoo artist’s instructions and raised his arm, letting her take several photos from different angles.
This Flame Blade tattoo was the design Gao Jing wanted inked on his right arm.
It would be his primary Combat Technique for the upcoming period.
Flaming strikes with every slash—just thinking about it felt intense!
Wei Zi’s attitude toward customers wasn’t great, but her professionalism was undeniable.
She transferred the photos to her computer, combined them with the design Gao Jing had provided, and swiftly produced two layout options.
Gao Jing reviewed them and chose the one he liked best.
Just as Wei Zi began printing the transfer stencil, Fan Hu walked in.
His expression was clearly unhappy.
He wasn’t alone.
One of the men with him was short with dark skin, an ugly but tough-looking face, and obvious foreign features.
This man’s gaze at Gao Jing flashed with an eagerness to challenge him.
“Brother Gao,”
Fan Hu said, “Let me introduce Sawang Suxi, a professional fighter from Siam.”
Gao Jing noticed the look in Fan Hu’s eyes.
He was signaling something.
But Gao Jing didn’t grasp its meaning.
Sawang Suxi pressed his palms together and bowed slightly to Gao Jing. “Sawasdee krap.”
Gao Jing nodded. “Hello.”
Sawang Suxi straightened up, his eyes fixed intently on Gao Jing. “Mr. Gao, I came today intending to spar with Mr. Fan Hu. Unfortunately, Mr. Fan Hu injured his finger and cannot compete.”
The Siamese man’s Chinese was surprisingly good. Though his accent was odd, his words were clear and precise.
“Just now, I heard you once defeated Mr. Fan Hu. How about you and I have a match instead?”
As he spoke, his eyes grew heated, brimming with fierce fighting spirit!
Gao Jing finally understood.
This was what Fan Hu had been trying to signal earlier.
Seeing Gao Jing remain silent, Sawang Suxi immediately took half a step forward.
His presence became more aggressive. “Mr. Gao Jing, everyone always says the people of Great Xia are the most hospitable. You won’t disappoint me, will you?”
A guest?
You?
Gao Jing almost laughed.
“What’s wrong with you?”
Before Gao Jing could reply, Wei Zi, seated at her computer, stood up and snapped angrily, “This is a tattoo studio, not a martial arts gym! Stop disturbing my client!”
At that moment, she resembled a furious leopardess, showing not a trace of fear despite facing a professional fighter.
Sawang Suxi’s expression turned dangerous.
Suddenly, Gao Jing extended his hand to him. “You’re right. We people of Great Xia pride ourselves on hospitality. Let’s shake hands.”
Sawang Suxi froze.
Hesitating for a second, he finally extended his own hand to meet Gao Jing’s.
Instantly, the Siamese man’s face changed.
Gao Jing’s hand looked perfectly ordinary, neither thick nor muscular, bearing no calluses from years of hardship.
Yet the moment their palms met, it felt like a steel vise had clamped down!
Crack!
A sharp, brittle snap came from Sawang Suxi’s rough, dark, calloused hand. His face instantly flushed a dark, mottled purple.
His eyes as he stared at Gao Jing were filled with pure shock.
One touch reveals the truth!
The sheer strength in Gao Jing’s grip far surpassed anything Sawang Suxi had expected. No matter how hard he strained, he couldn’t muster an ounce of resistance.
One more second, he was sure his hand bones would shatter!
The professional fighter instinctively raised his left leg, ready to kick at Gao Jing and break free from the deadly grasp.
But right then, Gao Jing abruptly spread his fingers and pushed his palm forward.
Sawang Suxi instantly lost his balance. Staggering uncontrollably, he crashed backward into his startled companions.
“Holy crap!”
Someone in the watching crowd gasped, stunned. “Is… is that the legendary ‘Four Ounces Shift’ Grand Skill?”
“Hah! This is Brother Expert, not some conman master!”
“Heh, and that’s a pro fighter’s level?”
“I’m seeing something incredible today!”
The murmurs that rippled through the onlookers filled the stumbling Sawang Suxi with burning humiliation and rage.
He roughly shoved away the companion trying to steady him.
Head down, he pushed his way toward the door.
The few men who’d arrived with Sawang Suxi hastily followed him out, their departure utterly dejected.
The tattoo studio instantly burst into loud laughter.
The air filled with cheerful energy!