Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 229: 187, The Tradition of the Knight_2

“Is this just gossiping with you again?” Qing Chen asked, puzzled.

“Hmm,” Uncle Li Dong nodded.

At that moment, Qing Chen was confused. Do real artificial intelligences gossip like humans?

“Don’t take it too seriously; there’s really nothing going on between us,” he calmly explained. “Yinuo arrived in Outer World Los Angeles quite abruptly, so I’ve been wanting to know what she plans to do. But I have too little information and can only quietly observe.”

“Do you know now?” Uncle Li Dong asked.

Qing Chen nodded and smiled, “Almost, I’ve caught her slip-up.”

He had found out what Yinuo intended to do.

Uncle Li Dong sighed, “Are young people nowadays this complicated? Back in our day, teenagers at 17 didn’t scheme like this.”

The staff outside the door thought Qing Chen was taking too long to come out because he was scared.

He said somewhat urgently, “You’ve already signed the contract for tonight. If you back out, you’ll have to pay a breach of contract fee to the boxing venue!”

Qing Chen laughed, “Master, let’s talk about everything after I finish this fight.”

Saying this, he pressed open the alloy gate of the changing room and silently walked outside.

The door opened, and the staff outside waited.

Uncle Li Dong, smiling behind Qing Chen, suddenly appreciated the feelings his martial uncle must have had when sending him and his fellow disciple to the boxing ring—worried yet somewhat hopeful.

He didn’t wait in the changing room but quietly slipped into the crowd.

I accompany you only for a part of your thousand-mile journey, henceforth I ask no more of the blizzards or the blazing sun.

But I will still sneak a look.

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In the private room, Li Yinuo stood quietly in front of the glass window, watching the young man in the snow-white tracksuit walk out from the boxer’s passage.

Compared to the fledgling boxing champion’s entrance, Qing Chen had no coach, no team leader, and no beauties around him, utterly alone.

Qing Chen hadn’t even prepared clothes for the boxing ring; his slender figure didn’t look like that of a boxer.

If Li Yinuo had to say, this young man looked more like a student who happened by and thought to try his luck, dreaming of sudden wealth.

Many such people had come before, but most had died in the Octagon cage.

The audience in the boxing venue booed when they saw Qing Chen make his entrance like this.

Those who had bet on him cursed their luck, “Damn, I thought he was a talented rookie just starting out, but this kid has no trace of training!”

“Isn’t he a bit too young? Which school does he belong to?”

“Hurry and bet on the other guy! Let’s win back the money we’re losing on him!”

At that moment, a gray silhouette moved through the crowd: “Buying back newcomer bets at ten percent, buying back newcomer bets at ten percent.”

After placing their bets, the venue gave the audience white cards resembling chips, printed with the bet amount.

The winner would exchange their card for money later, while losers would throw their cards onto the stage.

No matter how times change, the underground boxing retained this tradition. The winner waving their ticket and the loser fiercely throwing theirs always immersed the gamblers even more.

Uncle Li Dong, carrying a bag, shouted as he walked through the arena, “Ten percent buyback for bets on the newcomer’s success—only for those betting on success. Bring these to me now and you can exchange them for cash. If he loses the match later, they’ll be worthless. Life is about cutting losses timely!”

“I’m selling! I bet 2000 on his success!”

“Me too! I bet 800 on his success!”

Uncle Li Dong said in a cheery tone, “One at a time, please!”

In just five minutes, his bag was nearly full.

For other gamblers, the odds of betting on Qing Chen’s success were only 10 times, and these odds were continuously falling.

But Uncle Li Dong was different; he purposely made everyone see that Qing Chen was utterly unprepared, leading them to believe Qing Chen was just an untrained rookie.

In doing so, when he placed his bets, he started with a leverage of ten times.

When Qing Chen asked Uncle Li Dong why he did not place bets, Uncle Li Dong said that gambling was not good, but he knew it was not the right time yet!

Uncle Li Dong was not short of money; he hadn’t felt what it was like to be in need of money for a long time, so he was not using Qing Chen to make money.

It was just that when his martial uncle had sent him and his senior brother to the boxing platform, this was exactly what he had done!

Traditions must not be broken!

In fact, his martial uncle’s family was not poor, but given his martial uncle’s expenditures on women like running water, he had come up with this tactic, almost reaching the ranks of financial freedom.

Uncle Li Dong remembered clearly that to raise their odds, his martial uncle had demanded that they appear in flip-flops and patched clothes the first time!

Compared to that martial uncle, Uncle Li Dong felt he was already giving his disciple a lot of face.

Thinking of this, Uncle Li Dong showed a faint smile; those past times were so beautiful, irresistibly bringing back memories.

At this moment, in the private room, Li Tongyun suddenly walked to the window, and the little girl grabbed Li Yinuo’s hand: “Sister, I saw you staring at the boxer in white; do you know him?”

“Yes, he’s a new friend of your sister,” Li Yinuo said indulgently with a smile at Li Tongyun.

“Sister Yinuo, who is he?” Li Tongyun asked innocently.

Li Yinuo shook her head: “Sister can’t tell you his identity.”

A slight worry flickered through Li Tongyun’s expression, yet her tone remained innocent: “Since he is sister’s friend, aren’t you worried about him in the Octagon cage? This brother is so handsome; he won’t get hurt, right?”

Li Yinuo smiled: “Don’t worry, if his elders aren’t worried, what is there for me to worry about? Rest assured, he will be fine; none of the boxers in this Octagon cage are his match.”

At this, both Li Tongyun and Nan Gengchen suddenly felt a sense of relief.

The two in the private room seemed to sense each other’s moods, and after exchanging glances, things felt even more bizarre.

“Could he be Brother Qing Chen’s friend?” Nan Gengchen wondered.

“Could he be Brother Qing Chen’s friend?” Li Tongyun thought.

Li Yinuo said to them: “The ranking match starts only with the novice division; those opponents in front of this student are only meant to be crushed. Watch with ease, I guess he can finish the fight in one minute.”

The boxing match in the Octagon cage had already started, but things did not go as Li Yinuo had said; Qing Chen did not directly dominate his opponent, Wang Fu.

All were seeing Qing Chen continuously defending with his head down while Wang Fu’s punches fell on his body like raindrops, as if Qing Chen had no chance to counter.

The young man’s originally pristine sports uniform soon became disheveled, marked with various punch prints.

The minute mentioned by Li Yinuo passed, and there was no change in the situation.

Seeing this, Li Tongyun expressed her concern: “Sister Yinuo, this seems a bit different from what you said?”

Li Yinuo grimaced: “This is his strategy.”

Outside the private room, Uncle Li Dong glanced back at the Octagon cage and immediately said: “Start buying back the tickets for the new fighter’s pass at 0.5 times the original price! From now on, make it 0.5 times!”

The despondent gamblers cursed: “Wasn’t it ten times just a moment ago? Who does discounts with decimals!? You’re being too shady!”

“What was then was then,” Uncle Li Dong earnestly explained: “Didn’t you see he just got to the novice level and is being beaten up like this? I’m buying the tickets for the pass; don’t I need to bear the risk?”

At this moment, Uncle Li Dong was thinking to himself, appreciating how considerate his disciple was, even knowing to help set the atmosphere for his master.

Compared to him and his senior brother back then, they never had such awareness.

Chen Jiazhang had just gone on stage those days and knocked the novice division champion to the ground, costing their martial uncle a lot of money.

At this time, the security in the boxing arena also noticed Uncle Li Dong, but they didn’t intervene.

Usually, if a boxer’s relatives and friends maliciously bet, staff would issue a warning.

But buying someone else’s tickets does not directly harm the casino, so they don’t care.