Chapter 21

The person saw the other person slap them hard—a loud "slap!" that struck their face with full force.

Alan Yegel's sudden slap completely stunned the man with yellow hair.

He could only stare in disbelief at his own face—hot and flushed with embarrassment. His eyes were wide open, as if questioning Alan Yager.

"You damn thing actually dared to hit me!"

At Huang Mao's deliberately provocative tone, Alan Yager merely responded with a cold "haha" and shrugged.

"I'm sorry, but I simply don't have the patience to listen to all that nonsense you're saying."

This slap is meant to remind you: if you want to hit someone, do it right away. I'm still waiting to go home and buy groceries and cook for my wife!

Alan Yager's impatient attitude wasn't just noticeable to Huang Mao; even Jesse Tyson felt a profound sense of insult.

It's like an adult playing with a child—completely tedious and utterly unengaging.

Finally, Jesse Tyson couldn't hold back any longer.

The blond guy, who was standing right in front of us and clearly trying to show off, let out a loud, angry rant.

Stop fucking talk! Just get rid of him for me. I'll take responsibility for whatever happens!

Even the blond couldn't stand Alan Yager's arrogant demeanor. At Jesse Tyson's command, he led a group of other thugs, let out a fierce roar, and charged straight at Alan Yager.

Seeing those aggressive young thugs, Alan Yager always wore a faint smile on his lips.

It's like these guys right in front of me—they really need to scratch their own backs now.

Faced with the assault from those petty thugs, Alan Yager showed no sign of intending to make a strong show of force.

Seeing who could get closer to him faster, he slapped them back immediately.

A series of loud "claps!" echoed like firecrackers, and these small-time thugs— Jesse Tyson's biggest targets—lay scattered all over Alan Yager's feet.

At that very moment, everything unfolding at the entrance of Seattle Business School left both Jesse Tyson and Rita Klein utterly stunned.

His mouth was slightly open in surprise—a gap large enough to fit an entire egg inside.

Rita Klein never imagined that her sister's husband would be the utterly worthless, incompetent man she had always described as such.

How could one person effortlessly defeat nearly ten petty criminals in just a matter of seconds?

And Jesse Tyson couldn't have imagined it at all!

The very strength I used to navigate the campus freely was effortlessly undermined by a weak-willed, effeminate individual who relied on others for support.

Just as he was lost in his reveries, he suddenly noticed Alan Yager approaching him slowly.

I thought about how my little guys had been easily killed by that monster just moments ago.

Jesse Tyson hurriedly took several steps back, his eyes gleaming with a strange, almost eerie intensity.

"What... do you want to do?"

At the sight of fear in Jesse Tyson's eyes, a sinister curve formed at the corner of Alan Yager's mouth.

"What? Don't worry—I have no interest in men."

I just hope you stay away from my sister-in-law in the future! Otherwise, that blonde girl will be your fate!

I felt Alan Yager gently patting my face.

Jesse Tyson's peripheral vision caught Huang Mao, whose nasal bone had been fractured by a single slap from him, writhing in agony on the ground.

How could he possibly lack the courage to refuse?

Without hesitation, he nodded and said, "I understand." Then he turned around and ran straight toward the school.

What? A gentleman can wait ten years before seeking revenge!

Jesse Tyson was determined to avenge this grudge, but his top priority now was to escape from the monster under Alan Yeger's control as quickly as possible.

Looking like a provocatively mischievous kid, he dashed into the school as if fleeing. Alan Yager then turned to Rita Klein and smiled at her.

Alright, dear sister-in-law – I've driven the fly away. Hurry off to class!

Alan Yager realized that the task of sending Rita Klein to school was now complete.

But who would have thought that as soon as those words were spoken, Rita Klein appeared and smiled at him like a cunning little fox.

Alan Yegel, sure enough. With such remarkable skills yet remaining so well concealed—it seems my sister was quite deceived by you.

To Rita Klein's threats, Alan Yager responded with remarkable honesty.

Your sister knows my skills well—after all, it took me overcoming countless obstacles at the hotel to rescue her!

“ you ！”

When Alan Yager made these remarks, Rita Klein felt deeply frustrated. Realizing that a serious threat would be ineffective, she began to act deliberately obstructionsist.

I don't care—just teach me those fighting techniques you used just now.

Otherwise, I'll tell my sister that you smelled like someone else's woman last night!

To be honest, Alan Yager's behavior in front of Jesse Tyson this time was truly arrogant.

The intention was to warn his own sister-in-law by publicly exposing her mistakes in front of Rita Klein.

He's not some easy target to be targeted at, nor someone who can be threatened without any reason.

However, the current outcome seems somewhat contrary to what I had anticipated.

Rather than being afraid of herself, Rita Klein turned into a devoted fan full of admiration, persistently urging her to learn what she called "kung fu."

As a true Asura, his so-called martial arts skills are nothing but lethal techniques forged in the crucible of blood and fire on battlefields.

Is this something that even a wealthy young lady could possibly learn?

On the other hand, admiring oneself isn't necessarily a bad thing.

After all, he simply wanted to be a son-in-law who could live comfortably in the Klein family, enjoying their hospitality and benefiting from their success as a single man with a golden career.

He didn't want to reveal too much of his abilities in front of Belissa Klein.

Now that I have this young sister-in-law, she's the perfect person to represent me.

When necessary, Rita Klein can step in directly, while she herself remains behind the scenes to strategize.

This approach not only resolved the issue for the Klein family but also minimized exposure of personal details.

Well, that's a great way to achieve two goals at once.

At this thought, Alan Yager pretended to be troubled for a moment before clapping his hands in agreement.

Alright, I promise you—I'll hand over what I just did!

But you must promise me that no matter who asks about you, you may never claim I taught you, and from now on you're strictly forbidden from using me for any purpose without valid reason!

“ No problem ！”

Seeing that Alan Yager had agreed to her request, Rita Klein nodded promptly.

In his view, once he became truly skilled, he would never admit that he had learned anything from Alan Yager.

Even after saying it, no one believed me.

As for giving orders, I'm his sister-in-law myself. How could he possibly refuse to do so?

A cunning smile, reminiscent of a fox's, flashed across Rita Klein's face.

When it came to Alan Yager, he would guarantee it with absolute certainty.

Don't worry—just teach me how to beat someone properly, and I'll definitely never cause you any trouble again!

And I've got a little secret to tell you!

As she spoke, Rita Klein leaned her pretty head close to Alan Yegel's ear.

Let me tell you! Don't be fooled by my sister's cold demeanor—deep down, she's terrified of loneliness.

Just show her a little more care every day—like picking her up and dropping her off at work. I'm sure it won't take long before you truly connect with her!

As if guiding younger generations, she delivered a speech before Rita Klein walked out of the school gate with her long hair flowing freely.

All I could say to Alan Yegel was, "Goodbye, brother-in-law!"

When he saw Rita Klein disappear from his camera frame, Alan Yager shook his head helplessly.