Wei immediately realized the slip of his tongue, seeing her shocked expression. "I mean, a guy is sitting there anyway. It's meant for women, so you should sit."

  "Oh," Lihua sighed in relief.

  I misunderstood. Of course, how would he know?

  "I know. But……that man looks troublesome. I don't want to get into a fight," she awkwardly said.

  Some other time and she wouldn't have hesitated, but now that she was pregnant, she didn't want to get into any arguments and danger.

  The guy had a nasty and arrogant look on his face, and she figured that's why none of the women pointed it out that he was sitting on a seat booked for women. They were giving him annoyed looks, but nobody dared to say anything to him. Even the bus conductor looked slightly afraid.

  Wei glanced at the guy and then looked back at her. "You won't get into a fight because I will talk to him. Stay here. Don't let go of the pole."

  "Ah? Wait, wait, forget it-" she panicked.

  But Wei was already in front of the seat. The nasty guy felt a shadow loom over him, and he looked up. "What? Move."

  "Yes, move."

  Silence reigned inside the bus. Everybody was a little terrified of him, so the atmosphere instantly became quiet.

  The guy threw a dangerous look. "I said move."

  "I said the same. Move. My friend has to sit here."

  He sneered. "Fuck off."

  "This seat is for women. My friend is a woman. So get up."

  "Does it look anywhere on my face that I care?"

  Wei said nothing.

  "I caught the seat, so it's mine. Get lost."

  "Get up."

  Lihua anxiously moved his arm. "Forget it, Liangshi. I am okay standing."

  "But I am not. You will get tired like that. I cannot see that."

  Lihua looked at him, stunned.

  "Hey, aren't you a cutie?" The guy whistled.

  Lihua stiffened and felt his perverted gaze on her. She quickly looked away. Wei's countenance turned even more menacing than before.

  "Maybe I will let you sit since you are so pretty. How about you say please? Your voice is lovely."

  She shuddered.

  And now, the lava inside Wei was on the verge of erupting.

  "Move."

  This time, his voice was low, quiet, threatening and alarming to the point that the guy finally felt goosebumps on his skin.

  The bus conductor quickly came to make peace, but nobody was ready to back out.

  "Get the fuck off conductor, or I will slit your throat right here," the guy took out a small dagger and pointed it at him.

  "Aaaah!" The other passengers gasped in fear and screamed. "K-knife!"

  But Wei was unfazed. For him, it was merely a toy. He had played with thousands of toys like that. Guns and knives.

  Showing a dagger in the front of the Mafia King was like showing a net to a fisherman or a syringe to a doctor.

  Lihua quickly pulled him back. "Liangshi, let it go."

  Instead, Wei kept looking at the guy. "Last time. Move."

  The guy laughed. "You move away fucker, or I will slit your throat."

  "Go ahead. Try it," Wei calmly said.

  Lihua widened her eyes. "Liangshi! What are you saying!"

  The guy gritted his teeth. "Don't blame me if you die. Get away."

  Wei didn't move.

  The guy finally lost his patience, and he lunged his dagger towards him.

  "Liangshi!" Lihua exclaimed and shut her eyes.

  *Crack crack*

  "Aaaahhhh!!!"

  She suddenly opened her eyes, hearing a painful scream.

  The dagger had already fallen on the floor. But the source of the scream was Wei holding the guy's wrist in his hand and the guy gasping in pain.

  Before the dagger could even reach him, Wei shook it off as if it was a child's play. Then he crushed his wrist. Hard and strong until he heard the crisp sound of his wrist bone breaking. It did, and the guy's wrist was dangling off his arm like some decoration.

  Everybody was stupefied to the core. A young college student took on a menacing goon armed with a knife with ease.

  Wei asked again, "Will you move now?"

  The guy was hardly in his senses. He could only feel the pain shooting in his wrist. "L-Let go…" he huffed.

  "So move," Wei pressed his wrist again, which caused a deadly spasm within the goon. His eyes teared up. "Fucking bastard!"

  He somehow tremblingly got up from the seat. Wei looked at Lihua and softly smiled. "You can sit now."

  Lihua stared at him wide-eyed with her jaw dropped in shock like everybody else.

  Wei blinked. "Sit. You must be tired."

  Lihua didn't. She still stared at him in shock.

  The guy breathlessly said, "You bastard! How dare you do this to me? You have no idea who I work for! You are a dead man walking!"

  Wei raised his brow. "Ho……Who is it? Let me hear his name too."

  The goon sweated, still feeling the pain of his broken wrist. "The Mafia King!"

  Lihua froze.

  Wei tilted his head.

  Lihua gasped.

  Mafia King? Wei?

  She trembled in her place.

  "Ever heard about the Mafia King? The Underworld King. Once he finds out what you did to me, you are dead!"

  Wei blinked. "You work under the Mafia King?"

  "You bet I do! I am the charge of his area. I am close to the Mafia King himself! He gave me full authority to do as I please. I can sit wherever I want, and I can do whatever I want. And he told me if anybody came in my way, I am free to kill him. Man, woman, child whatever. That's why you are dead, kid!"

  Lihua stared at the goon in a daze.

  Huh?

  "You are dead! You are all dead! Especially you two. The Mafia King will kill you himself. He is a ruthless man! Do you know? One time a kid bumped into him, and he was so pissed off that he shot him then and there."

  The passengers gasped.

  "You are wrong! He will never do that!" Lihua suddenly exclaimed.