Chapter 64: The Arrival of the Bright Moon Tournament! A Tiny Bit of Strength?

In the blink of an eye, Su Nian and the others had been waiting on the chairs outside the operating room for about ten minutes. During this time, the arrival of Zhao Dezuo and his two companions had considerably eased Su Nian's anxious mood. At the moment, the group was casually chatting.

However, right at that moment...

Zhao Dezhu’s phone rang. He pulled it out, glanced at the screen, arched an eyebrow, and grinned. "Someone is coming."

Hearing this, Su Nian and the other two were momentarily stunned. Hou Xiaoyu was the first to ask, "Who is it? Is it a friend of yours, Brother Dezhu?"

Zhao Dezhu shook his head. "I don't know him, but this person is a local from Hangzhou..."

With that, Zhao Dezhu looked at Yu Yurong. "As a local, you should have seen him."

Yu Yurong's face was full of question marks. She pointed at herself with her pinky finger. "You don't know him, but *I* do?"

"That's right."

Seeing Zhao Dezhu nod, the three of them were even more perplexed.

Right at that instant, a flurry of hurried footsteps echoed from the corner of the hospital corridor. The group turned to look.

They saw a stern-looking middle-aged man, around forty years old, dressed in a white button-down shirt paired with suit trousers and leather shoes. Right now, he was walking forward with a full smile, his gaze instantly locking onto Zhao Dezhu, who was sitting beside Su Nian.

"Young Master Zhao, why didn't you notify me when you arrived?" The stern man walked up to Zhao Dezhu with his head slightly lowered, extending his hand with a flattering smile. "If I had known you were gracing Hangzhou with your presence, I would have had to come and welcome you in person!"

Zhao Dezhu reached out and shook his hand casually, a puzzled expression on his face. "You are..."

The stern man smiled ingratiatingly, "You have so many important matters on your mind. I am the mayor of Hangzhou, my surname is Gao. You've forgotten? Last time in the capital, I even poured a drink for you!"

Zhao Dezhu scratched his head. "Ah, it's you!"

Well, he still didn't remember who this person was. The people who poured drinks for him were simply too numerous to count. How could a mere mayor leave an impression?

Seeing Zhao Dezhu nod, the mayor's smile grew even more enthusiastic. "If Young Master Zhao needs anything here in Hangzhou, just give the word! By the way... how is our old leader's health holding up?"

Zhao Dezhu wore a helpless expression. "Ah, robust as ever. No need for you, Mayor Gao, to trouble yourself over that."

Mayor Gao's expression froze. However, when his gaze shifted to the three people sitting behind Zhao Dezhu—Su Nian and the others—it immediately shifted back into a beaming smile. "Young Master Zhao must be here at the hospital to visit a friend?"

"I'll have the hospital director summoned right away so that all the absolute best facilities are provided!"

Zhao Dezhu waved a hand dismissively. "That is even less of a necessity, Mayor Gao. I've already taken care of it."

"By the way..." Zhao Dezhu glanced at Su Nian and the others, smiling. "Master, Xiaoyu, and big sis, you must be thirsty, right?"

Without waiting for their reply, Zhao Dezhu turned and patted Mayor Gao on the shoulder. "Could I trouble you, esteemed Mayor Gao, to go buy us a few bottles of water? That should be within your capabilities, right?"

Upon hearing this, Mayor Gao's face instantly lit up with delighted flattery, and he nodded repeatedly. "Yes, yes, absolutely!"

"Young Master Zhao, I am so eager to advance my career!"

"I'll go right now!"

With that, Mayor Gao scampered off in a light jog.

Seeing this, Zhao Dezhu sat back down and clicked his tongue. "Look at him run. He really looks the part."

"This..."

Witnessing this scene, Yu Yurong was struck speechless. What was going on here? She had wanted to say just a moment ago: Wasn't that Mayor Gao? In Hangzhou, let alone their Xingyu Club, even much larger corporations had to treat him with utmost respect. Yet right now, this Mayor Gao was acting like a pug in front of Zhao Dezhu.

Seeing the three pairs of eyes fixed on him, Zhao Dezhu gave a dry cough. "I told you, I have just a tiny bit of real-world influence..."

The three of them: "......"

A mayor acts like that when he sees you? You call this *just a tiny bit* of influence? Isn't this *a hundred million* bits of influence?

At this point, Hou Xiaoyu cautiously asked, "Brother Dezhu, don't you have a catchphrase of sorts?"

Zhao Dezhu was taken aback. "What catchphrase? How come I don't know about it?"

Hou Xiaoyu cleared her throat and imitated the line from a certain television drama: "The capital does not allow someone this badass to exist!"

Zhao Dezhu's eyes widened. "Hey, you know what? That line actually has quite a bit of swagger! Though I might tweak it slightly."

Hou Xiaoyu looked expectant. "How would you tweak it?"

"Let's save that for later."

After saying this, Zhao Dezhu checked the time on his phone, then turned to Su Nian with a smile. "Master, the grand gift your disciple prepared for you and the missus should arrive in about ten to twenty minutes."

"Dezhu, quite the filial disciple."

"Of course!" (Proud Dezhu expression.jpg)

Before long...

Mayor Gao jogged back, carrying large bags in both hands filled not only with water but also with various fruits.

"Young Master Zhao, are these to your satisfaction?" Mayor Gao panted slightly as he placed the bags on the nearby chairs.

Zhao Dezhu stood up, patted Mayor Gao's shoulder again, and smiled, "Mayor Gao, I recall that a capable, dedicated, and courageous comrade was recently transferred here to Hangzhou. It sounds like you two should get acquainted."

"What? You ask what his surname is?"

"The same surname as the newly inaugurated provincial governor!"

"So you better seize this opportunity well."

Mayor Gao beamed with joy, bowing repeatedly in gratitude. "Thank you for your appreciation, Young Master Zhao. Little Gao will definitely seize it!"

"Alright, back to work with you."

"Yes, yes, listening to Young Master Zhao!"

Just a moment after Mayor Gao departed, Zhao Dezhu's phone rang again, though this time it was a direct call.

"Hello, what is it?"

"What? A group of people are heading my way? What the hell, wave after wave, do they really take me for the God of Wealth?"

"No, no, no, you don't need to block them. Let me see what kind of clowns they actually are!"

Hanging up, Zhao Dezhu sat back down and scratched his head. "So annoying."

Soon, a group of four or five people walked over. However, when Yu Yurong, sitting on the outer edge, clearly recognized the leader of the group, she froze. "Haoyue Hegemony? Why is he here?"

Hearing this, Hou Xiaoyu also looked toward the corner of the corridor, her brows furrowing. "Why did he come?"

Furthermore, judging by the air surrounding them... they were clearly coming with bad intentions!

At that sight, Su Nian's eyes narrowed slightly. At this moment, a particular person came to mind—someone in Haoyue who still knew him... That bastard!

"Ha, as expected, it's Emperor Big Boss!" Upon catching sight of Su Nian, Haoyue Hegemony recognized him instantly. However, when he saw the diminutive figure of Yu Yurong, a flash of surprise crossed his eyes, though it was quickly replaced by disdain. As for Zhao Dezhu and Hou Xiaoyu, Haoyue Hegemony completely ignored them.