After Descending the Mountain, Seven Big Brothers Spoil Me

Chapter 422 Fighting with a Bottle in Hand

Zhouzhou rose early and returned late every day, staying incredibly busy. In the blink of an eye, a few days had passed.

On the day of the competition, Zhouzhou sprang out of bed at dawn, grabbed a comb, and dashed to Ye Lingfeng's room.

As Ye Lingfeng opened the door, he raised an eyebrow upon seeing Zhouzhou.@@@@

"Daddy," Zhouzhou stood on her tiptoes, handing him the comb. "Do my hair. I want to tie several lucky ponytails today!"

Surely, this would bring her good luck. If her hair weren't so soft, she'd have liked to make each strand stand upright.

Amused by his silly daughter's words, Ye Lingfeng took the comb, lifted the little girl onto the washstand, and gently began to comb her hair. "Are you really going to fight me?" he asked casually.

"Of course!" Zhouzhou replied without hesitation, tilting her head back to look at him. "Daddy, if you're scared, just tell me. I can go easy on you."

She blinked expectantly. Ye Lingfeng gave her a light tap on the head. "Dream on."

"Ouch!" Zhouzhou exaggeratedly clutched her head. "That hurts."

Unmoved, Ye Lingfeng said, "If you can't handle this little bit of pain, better not compete."

"No way." The little drama queen instantly stopped acting, puffing out her chest with pride. "Daddy, just wait. I'll definitely beat you!"

She had undergone professional training, after all.

Seeing her brimming with confidence, Ye Lingfeng chuckled, said nothing, and gently rubbed the spot where he had tapped her. "Alright, I'll wait."

"Just wait." Zhouzhou waved her chubby little fist confidently.

Without further comment, Ye Lingfeng, once done with her hair, carried her to the dining hall.

"Wait." Zhouzhou wiggled her short legs, patting his arm to be put down. She ran upstairs and returned shortly after, adorned with numerous little golden ingot hair clips.

Proudly shaking her head, she said, "Double the luck!"

She was quite the little show-off. Ye Lingfeng suppressed the urge to comment, nodded, and said, "Let's go."

The knife was indeed made to fit Zhouzhou's size, showing great care. Zhouzhou tried it in her hand—it was a bit heavy but manageable and very sharp. She couldn't help but ask, "Can I use this in the competition?"

"Depends. If your opponent uses a weapon, you can too. But it's mostly for show, no serious injuries. We're all on the same team."

Zhouzhou nodded, stowing the knife. "Alright, I'll keep it. Thank you."

Lu Shi remained silent.

At this moment, Xiang Chong and Cui Kun arrived with trays of food, clearly aware of Zhouzhou's appetite. They had piled the trays high, making Zhouzhou's eyes sparkle.

Xiang Chong, speaking without thinking, said, "Little boss, eat plenty. Don't worry, I'll bring you food during the fight too. If you get beaten up and puke, you'll still have something to eat."

Why would she get beaten up and puked?

Zhouzhou puffed out her cheeks. "I won't lose!"

Xiang Chong, with a simple smile, said, "It's Captain Ye we're talking about; no one can beat him."

Zhouzhou clenched her little fists.

The skinny monkey shot Xiang Chong a glare, then reassured him, "Boss, don't listen to him. He's just a fanboy of Captain Ye. I believe in you, right Cui Kun? Our boss is the best."

Cui Kun, however, coolly replied, "You have a thirty percent chance of winning."

Zhouzhou's face scrunched in displeasure. "I'm not who I used to be."

She was already in the next level!

She had undergone special training!

"Uncle Skinny Monkey, do you believe I can win?"

"Of course, of course," the skinny monkey said, handing her the bottle. "Boss, take this. You can drink it like water."

Zhouzhou: "..."

She wasn't gonna drink that!