Rebirth Of The Godly Prodigal Chapter 455

Chapter 455: Why Don't People Believe in My Honest Words? Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

"Haha, Old Liu, why have you come?" It was not easy to meet someone familiar here. Hong Dali quickly stepped forward to distribute some Dali beans. "Come here, these are newly discovered goodies. Everyone, get some." Hence, both of them each grabbed a fistful.

Xiao Ming stood aside and smiled with her mouth covered. "If we didn't mention you, Meiqin and the others wouldn't have made it here."

The school has started to recruit students today? How come I am unaware of that? Hong Dali looked towards the Bureau Chief and asked, "Uncle Chief, you brought me here today precisely because the school started recruiting students?"

"What else did you expect?" The Bureau Chief laughed. "You didn't know? This place is pretty popular. On such an important day where students are being officially recruited, as the honorary chairman, you have to be present."

"I don't have to make a speech, right?" Hong Dali's eyes widened. "I hate speeches!"

"No need, no need. This is just an inspection visit." The Bureau Chief said as he glanced at Liu Mingxin. "You are Liu Mingxin from the Liu Family. Hehe, I have heard about you—a young person of outstanding skills. You are pretty good."

"Comparing Dali and me, we are still miles apart," said Liu Mingxin humbly. "Liu Mingxin has met senior before." This person was always sophisticated in how he carried himself, unhurried and unperturbed. The Bureau Chief saw that about him and nodded to himself, laughing. "Yes, not bad. You have the potential for a promising future."

Considering that the Bureau Chief was as the first in command of the country's security bureau, if he said that someone had the potential for a promising future, that person definitely did.

After the greetings, the Bureau Chief took the lead and led everyone inside. As he walked, he said, "Let's go. Let's first take a look inside. However, why are there so many people today?"

After going through the entrance of the school, everyone became speechless in astonishment.

This place was still rough around the edges compared to an actual building with proper amenities and facilities. However, it was already occupied with blond foreigners, reporters with video cameras everywhere, and even quite a few tour guides and translators. This caused Hong Dali to become speechless. "What's happening today? Why are there so many reporters?"

Since the school term was beginning today, it was okay that many parents were here bringing their children to school. However, why were there so many reporters present?

At this moment, some tour guides saw Hong Dali's group and begun pointing towards them. A big group of local and foreign reporters then gathered around them fearlessly, surrounding them in all sides before quickly taking pictures.

A foreigner with hair as blond as a gold brick rushed towards them, pus.h.i.+ng the microphone in his hand extremely closely to Hong Dali's face. "You must be Mr. Hong Dali? Nice to meet you, nice to meet you. I'm an avid fan of yours. My name is John, a reporter from Merika's Vogue Magazine. It's an honor to meet you today. Is it possible for me to conduct an interview with you?"

"Yo, you speak our language pretty well." Hong Dali immediately struck a cool pose before saying, "Whatever you would like to ask, ask away!"

The surrounding reporters quickly scribbled on their notebooks—"Mr. Hong Dali is extremely easygoing and amiable!"

Hong Dali was so easy to approach. Instead, John felt a little embarra.s.sed. "Other than the fact that I am a reporter, I am also a fanatical martial arts lover. I put in an exorbitant amount of effort to attain this mission. I'm curious. I heard that you, Mr. Young Master, invited a martial arts master to be a teacher in this school. May I enquire how much you offered to pay him to get him to agree on teaching in this school?"

"Pay him?" Hong Dali asked strangely. "I didn't offer him money. This school lacked teachers, so I asked him to teach here."

"You didn't offer him money?" At this moment, a foreigner next to John said condescendingly, "Mr. Young Lord, I feel like you should come clean with us. Mr. w.a.n.g Daoming has such exemplary martial arts attainments. How is it possible that you did not offer him money? Is his annual salary one million yuan or two million yuan?"

With regards to this reporter's words, Hong Dali felt depressed—*why don't people believe my honest words? What exactly is the reason for that? *

John immediately introduced him. "This is Dale from the New York Times. We are good friends."

The Bureau Chief stood aside and said softly, "These two reporters are from the world's mainstream media. There are many more people from renowned magazine and newspaper broadcasting stations. You have to deal with them carefully, you cannot disgrace our Heavenly State."

"Oh…" Hong Dali agreed, directly commanding Ling Xiaoyi. "Xiaoyi, explain to them."

"Young Master really did not offer to pay him." At this moment, Ling Xiaoyi, who was standing aside, received the command before laughing at once. "In actuality, Master w.a.n.g was the one who took the initiative to apply for the role of an educator as he felt that martial arts should continue to develop and flourish in the Heavenly State."

Ling Xiaoyi's words rang loud and clear. The surrounding reporters held their video cameras and recorded fervently before making notes on their notebooks—"Young Master wishes for martial arts to flourish and develop in the Heavenly State." Instead, foreign reporters wrote—"Physical conflict must be avoided with the Heavenly State in the future…"

The Bureau Chief nodded his head to himself. Hong Dali's number one lackey was indeed worthy of her name and indeed very capable. Most people lacked her ability to be adaptable and flexible in different circ.u.mstances.

At this moment, another reporter said, "Mr. Young Master, I heard that you purchased two aircraft carriers. May I enquire if this is your squandering ways to ruin your family? They cannot be used for other purposes aside from serving as s.h.i.+ps, right?"

This reporter's words were extremely harsh. They held the insult that a large sum of money was spent on purchasing two objects that were actually useless but instead deemed precious and valuable. This made the military might of the Heavenly State seem unfavorable to the people.

Expectedly, after he finished this sentence, the Bureau Chief's facial expression changed at once. If Merika or the locals purchased an aircraft carrier, it would not be a big deal. However, the Heavenly State had purchased not one but two aircraft carriers. This matter indeed made the country look bad.

"Oh, regarding that," Hong Dali instead remained nonchalant. "In all honesty, I find these gadgets to be quite fun. They are quite fun if I treat them as toys and mediocre as yachts for leisure."

As soon as Hong Dali finished this sentence, the surrounding citizens of the Heavenly State momentarily gave shouts of praise!

This report's harsh question was answered skilfully by Hong Dali's ingenious answer. He didn't bat an eyelash as he s.h.i.+fted the pressure back on the reporter—your country's mother s.h.i.+ps are toys or yachts for leisure in my eyes…

The reporter was evidently patriotic and glared at Hong Dali heatedly, noting down on his notebook—"Hong Dali's personality is full of arrogance with complete disregard for me—Big Merika!"

It was evident that the group of reporters present today did not visit with good intentions at heart. That sarcastic reporter had just backed off when a robust man suddenly slithered his way from the back of the line like a snake. He spoke in rigid Chinese, "You must be Mr. Hong Dali? I heard that w.a.n.g Daoming's martial arts skills are superb. Is it possible for me to have the honor of exchanging skills with him? I want to see if your country's martial arts are more superior than the great j.a.pan empire's karate!"

Hong Dali glanced at him before asking, "You came all the way here to get beaten up?"

Till now, this chap remained unaware of the Toyoda Conglomerate's Tarō Gohon's intention of a.s.sa.s.sinating him…

That man held his head high and chin up before replying, "My name is Adachi Yūya. I am a three-time professional Karate Champion from the great j.a.pan empire. In my opinion, my skills are comparable to Mr. w.a.n.g Daoming's or perhaps even better!"

His sentence was most unwelcoming. He could practically act in "Fist of Fury" if he raised a placard that read "Sick Man from East Asia"…

As for this piece of trash, should Hong Dali bash him, bash him, or bash him up?

The audience surrounding them was so angry that they were clenching their teeth in hatred. This chap actually had the audacity to claim that his skills were superior to w.a.n.g Daoming's. We cannot let this slide. Bash him up! We must bash him up hard!

The problem lied with the fact that Hong Dali was a pacifist. He definitely would not lay hands on him. Hence, he asked his female lackey to do it. Hong Dali casually pointed to a female lackey by his side. "You can entertain his antics, just don't beat him to death."

*Since I have a halo, do I still have to be afraid of you? *

"Alright." After hearing Hong Dali's words, the female lackey stepped forward at once and nodded at Adachi Yūya. "Please."

A great show is coming up!

Upon seeing that Hong Dali actually sent a pet.i.te female lackey dressed like a maidservant to face the challenge, everyone was momentarily roused! This was worth watching! A pet.i.te lady going up against a three-time professional Karate Champion from the great j.a.pan empire recklessly—just based on this alone, it was sufficient to make the headline news!

In just a short moment, a s.p.a.ce of approximately 100 meters in circ.u.mference was created within the premises of the building.

Needless to say, some kind-hearted people reminded: "Young Master, be careful. This man is indeed a three-time professional Karate Champion. I saw him on the television!" "Yes, yes, he indeed does have great skills. If this lady is not capable enough, perhaps it would be better to invite Master w.a.n.g to go up against him. If by chance this lady gets injured…"

Back then, this female lackey had gone up against Ko Gohon's bodyguards. She didn't feel pressured at all and simply nodded her head once more. "Please."

Instead, Adachi Yūya quit. "Hong Dali, you obviously look down on me! I'm a three-time professional Karate Champion from the great j.a.pan empire, yet you send a pet.i.te lady to go up against me. What exactly is the meaning of this? You dare to look down on the great j.a.pan empire?!"

"Do you intend to fight?" asked Hong Dali depressingly. "If you don't, step aside. If you do, start fighting. Don't hold up everyone's time, alright?"

"You will regret this!" Adachi Yūya roared before throwing himself forward!

Afterward, a strange scene happened. Even before the surrounding reporters had the chance to capture the fight with their cameras, Adachi Yūya flew backward in a speed faster than the one he used to pounce on the lady. The entire process was too fast to be clearly witnessed by those present.

Even before the reporters were able to gather their reflexes, Adachi Yūya already laid somewhere 50 to 60 meters in the distance, wailing like a pig about to be butchered…

Instead, the female lackey calmly nodded her head once again. "Thank you for going easy on me." She then stepped back to Hong Dali's side with a face full of tranquility.