<h4>Chapter 314: Chapter 314: Mr. Gu, I hope you still have enough money to buy a ne ticket when you leave here.</h4>
Gu Moqian actually appeared here!
Now Miyata is in that private room too. Could they have detained Mo Qian? Ji Wei’s mind was in turmoil, but she forced herself to stay calm, inching closer to the area below the private room.
Gu Moqian’s gaze had been fixed in the direction of the boxing ring, but when he unintentionally nced at the crowd below, his eyes suddenly locked onto a woman struggling to push forward.
The woman had heavy makeup on, her jet-ck long hair cascading over her shoulders. Her alluring red lips made her irresistibly charming, as seductive as a little enchantress.
Gu Moqian stood there motionless, but deep within his ink-ck eyes, emotions surged tumultuously.
Why was Ji Wei here?
Ye Cheng was supposed to have sent her to Kanagawa!
How did she manage to find her way here?
In the dense crowd, the woman looked a bit strained but still stubbornly pushed forward. She suddenly lifted her head, just in time to meet the man’s gaze.
Those unfathomable eyes quietly looked toward her.
In that moment, time seemed to freeze. In the vast underground boxing arena, it was as if only she and Gu Moqian existed, staring at each other.
"What is Mr. Gu looking at?"
Behind him, Miyata Ichiro’s voice suddenly rang out. Gu Moqian immediately withdrew his gaze, his expression revealing not a trace of panic, remaining as cool and detached as ever. He turned to nce at Miyata and said, "My eyes are my own. Does Mr. Miyata wish to control even that?"
Miyata was momentarily angered by his retort. With a cold snort, he said, "Mr. Gu, don’t be too confident. This time, you’re destined to lose."
As Miyata spoke, he unconsciously took a step forward, suddenly leaning down to sweep a nce across the crowd in the stands.
Ji Wei, noticing Miyata’s figure appear by the window, promptly turned her head away. She raised her hand to pull her hair over, covering most of her face, blending into the crowd as if engrossed in watching the boxing match.
Miyata didn’t notice anything suspicious, but his snake-like cold eyes betrayed deep mistrust. He remarked icily, "Mr. Gu, it’d be wise not to try any tricks. This is our territory. You’re not going to get lucky likest time and have someonee to your rescue."
"Whose territory this is—it’s not for you to decide," Gu Moqian replied, unfazed.
"What arrogance." Miyata let out a disdainful snort through his nose.
"Mr. Miyata, I suppose you have quite a few lives on your hands. Aren’t you afraid one day someone wille for revenge and kill you?"
"You overestimate the danger, Mr. Gu. I’ve still got plenty of life left in me. But you..." Miyata’s icy gaze swept over Gu Moqian, and if it were anyone else, they’d likely already be covered in goosebumps.
As tension filled the air between the two, the crowd in the stands erupted in another collective gasp.
Both men turned their attention toward the source of themotion.
It turned out the red-cornered fighter had been knocked down by the blue-cornered fighter for the fourth time. Blood spewed from his nose, adding more bruises to his already battered face.
The referee stood nearby, watching as the countdown timer ticked away: "10, 9, 8..."
If the count reached 1 and the red fighter still hadn’t stood up to continue, it would mean he had surrendered.
Those betting on the red fighter to win were shouting fervent cheers, their emotions running high. Meanwhile, those betting on the other side wore mocking smiles, confident the match’s oue was already settled beyond doubt.
Even Miyata seemed certain of the victory. He turned to Gu Moqian, sneering, "Mr. Gu, let’s hope you still have enough money left for a ne ticket when you leave here."
But before Miyata could finish his sentence, a sudden crash rang out—CLANG! Therge crystal chandelier on the ceiling had fallen directly onto the boxing ring!