I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2144: 1375: Though the Setting Sun Is Late, the Evening Glow Still Fills the Sky
Previously on I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping...
Even if Daoist Sister refuses to reveal the truth, it won't pose a problem. Shi Qianxi is able to locate exactly which hospital and department he's in, and Jiang Chen can achieve the same feat.
The reassuring aspect is that, despite Daoist Sister quietly forming new connections, she hasn't turned overly defiant, eliminating the necessity for drastic actions.
A lively ribbon winds majestically, cutting through the thriving Great East Sea. The waterway sparkles like threads of gold under the sun's rays, twinkling and enhancing the endless lines of towering buildings lining the banks.
As Jiang Chen tracked the coordinates shared on his device and ascended via the scenic elevator to the doorway of a luxurious gym beside the Pujiang River, he began to wonder if he'd misjudged how far Daoist Sister had advanced.
Was this perhaps a tactic from The Art of War by Sun Tzu, drawing the tiger from its lair?
Would Huang Mao pick such a venue for their outing?
Might it be an acquaintance from the online fitness world?
Come to think of it, biking, evening jogs, hiking peaks... each hobby draws its own group of companions.
Universal Pilates Center.
Double-checking that the signage aligned with the spot, Jiang Chen stepped inside the venue, where the rental costs must surely be sky-high.
“Sir…”
A pair of breathtakingly gorgeous women approached right away, dressed in sneakers and form-fitting yoga pants that highlighted their shapely leg lines and rounded, tempting rears, stirring a desire to... well, sign up for a complete package of one-on-one coaching sessions.
Yet Boss Jiang had attained a realm of inner peace, encircled by the divine maidens of the Turquoise Pool—who could stir his passion for mere everyday charms? He gave a courteous nod, “I'm here to meet someone.”
“Alright, could you tell me your friend's name?”
Logically, Tanki Liuli shouldn't hold membership here; not due to any particular issue, but simply because the venue's prestige suggested fees beyond her means.
It's not that Boss Jiang is miserly or withholds her earnings. The fact is, all of Daoist Sister's salary has been prepaid to the Old Immortal up the mountain for his liquor funds.
“Tanki Liuli.”
However, this isn't some open-air bazaar; without a name or member card, entry would be denied. Jiang Chen resorted to stating Daoist Sister's name.
“Kindly hold on.”
Upon checking at the front desk, it confirmed Daoist Sister's presence there.
“This way, please.”
Treading the shiny marble tiles, Jiang Chen crossed the aerobic area overlooking the Pujiang River, then the weight-training section, and ultimately reached the fighting area.
Sandbags dangled one after another from above, swinging with each strike and thrust.
The Great East Sea always teems with affluent folks with free time. By mid-afternoon, around two or three o'clock, numerous patrons were already present, working up a sweat and unleashing their inner fire.
“Your friend is in that direction.”
No additional directions were required; Jiang Chen had spotted her already, about twenty meters distant on a sparring platform. Daoist Sister positioned herself shoeless in a pristine workout uniform, secured with a simple white sash. She appeared otherworldly and divine.
Besides her, someone else occupied the platform.
And it turned out to be a female!
Her attire was dark, forming a sharp opposition to Daoist Sister's. From his viewpoint, Jiang Chen couldn't view her fully, sensing only a profile that was angular and brimming with valor, her sleek tresses gathered into a tidy tail, and she matched Daoist Sister in stature.
Jiang Chen couldn't help creasing his forehead.
He wasn't doubting Daoist Sister's propriety.
She's a lady, obviously not the Huang Mao he'd pictured, but a female bold enough to “challenge” Daoist Sister?
Was there yet another Blood Guanyin lurking in East Sea?
Jiang Chen drew nearer. Concluding that Daoist Sister's fresh companion was completely unknown in looks and vibe, he knew she wasn't someone he recognized.
Whether they'd clashed prior to his arrival remained unclear, but from the tense impasse he observed, a victor hadn't emerged.
No victor as of yet.
A faint shift crossed Jiang Chen's face, sparking intrigue toward this lofty, sturdy, mysterious woman, along with a sense of her intensity.
Devoid of boxing mitts, shin pads, or helmets. Despite being two ladies, their bout outmatched male aggression, a raw hand-to-hand skirmish sans any safeguards.
“Stop!”
Boss Jiang hurried forward, evidently not content as a mere observer; he aimed to take center stage, and nearing the platform, he promptly made his voice heard.
Both women on the platform whipped their gazes around.
Only then did Jiang Chen clearly behold the stranger's features: she stood erect like a sturdy tree, brows akin to honed blades, gaze piercing like forged metal, radiating a quiet command, with a prominent bridge and lips pressed firm in resolve and grit, and her beauty was remarkable.
To hold her own against Daoist Sister's stunning allure without fading showed her exceptional nature.
Sensing the invigorating boldness she projected, a term flashed in Jiang Chen's thoughts.
Steel Rose!
What defines a rose?
Beautiful yet prickly, capable of drawing blood.
Furthermore.
Now with the gap narrowed, Jiang Chen noticed the tiny beads of perspiration on her smooth brow.
Oh dear.
He appeared to have shown up a tad behind schedule.
Implying.
They had traded strikes already, and facing a heavenly figure like Daoist Sister, this woman—whose exterior screamed masculine edge—hadn't yielded ground?
Jiang Chen kept his exterior composed, yet inwardly his heart skipped, stirring a touch of sorrow and unease.
Back in Tokyo, he frequently practiced with Tanki Liuli, only to let her pummel him nearly to exhaustion on purpose.
“What are you doing?”
Jiang Chen swiftly gathered his wits and directed his gaze at Tanki Liuli, while shifting to the platform's side.