Chapter 79: He Has Finally Risen
Peaceful City, Brothers Game Arcade.
The fighting tournament organized by Chen Xue Wen was held as scheduled.
Today, the arcade was packed to the brim, a sea of people gathered within. Crowds pressed in around the game machines where matches were being played.
Over a hundred contestants had signed up, and hundreds more had come just to watch.
Fighting games had always been popular, yet Peaceful City had never hosted a tournament like this before. This was the first of its kind, a bold initiative by Chen Xue Wen. With the right promotions and generous prize money, the event naturally drew a massive crowd.
At the same time, Chen Xue Wen’s reputation had been growing rapidly. After taking down Li Yue Dong and Zhou Jing Feng, two well-established figures, the streets buzzed with his name. People praised him endlessly, and with that, the arcade’s fame soared.
Some even whispered that Chen Xue Wen’s influence was beginning to rival that of Snake.
In recent days, a number of thugs had come seeking to pledge their loyalty to Chen Xue Wen, hoping to call him Big Brother. However, he did not accept all of them, selecting only a handful of the sharper ones to work in the arcade.
As for real matters of importance, Chen Xue Wen kept those close to his chest. He would never entrust them with his core dealings.
The tournament started in the morning and ran until the evening before the winners emerged.
Throughout the day, Brothers Game Arcade was lively beyond measure, the atmosphere electric. The peak moment came during the finals in the evening when the crowd reached its densest.
Even outside the arcade, groups stood eagerly, waiting to hear the results.
By 7 PM, the champions were decided.
Standing on a makeshift stage outside, Chen Xue Wen took the microphone and announced the winners. He handed out the prizes and trophies to the victorious players.
The crowd cheered, envy flickering across their faces.
First place received 5,000 yuan and a specially made trophy, modeled after the Oscar statuette, exuding luxury.
The champion, overwhelmed, teared up as he delivered his victory speech, expressing his deepest gratitude—especially to Chen Xue Wen.
One particular winner even called his parents to witness his moment of glory, making the scene even more stirring. The heartfelt speeches and triumphant atmosphere left many in the crowd moved.
Yet, at a shadowed corner in the distance, two figures silently observed the grand spectacle.
One of them, a short man with a thin mustache and neatly combed hair, was Ding Three.
Watching the fervent crowd, he let out a soft sigh and murmured, “He has finally risen.”
“Snake miscalculated. Turning things around will be nearly impossible for him now.”
Beside him stood a tall, muscular man with calloused hands and sharp, watchful eyes. His brow furrowed slightly. “Third Lord, aren’t you overthinking it?”
“No matter how grand Chen Xue Wen’s tournament is, he’s only attracting people who play arcade games, not the big gamblers on Snake’s slot machines.”
“He still can’t shake Snake’s foundation.”
Ding Three chuckled coldly. “That’s exactly why this is so dangerous.”
“You really think Chen Xue Wen is doing all this just to attract arcade players?”
The man looked puzzled. “Then what is he after?”
Ding Three spoke softly, “He’s making sure Brothers Game Arcade becomes famous.”
The man scoffed. “So what? A famous name won’t attract those wealthy gamblers who frequent slot machines.”
Ding Three cast him a knowing glance. “With a well-known name, comes opportunity.”
“If something were to happen to Snake’s slot machine business—some major blow, something that forces his high-rolling gamblers to look for a new place—where do you think they’d go?”
The man’s expression stiffened.
If Snake’s operation collapsed and those gamblers had to relocate, they would naturally seek out a venue with an established reputation.
And right now, Brothers Game Arcade was exactly that kind of place.
He took a deep breath, voice low. “Third Lord, you mean Chen Xue Wen might strike against Snake’s business?”
“How?”
“Is he going to call the law enforcement team to raid Snake’s place? That seems unlikely.”
Ding Three shook his head. “Chen Xue Wen is cunning and resourceful. Whatever his move is, it won’t be easy to predict.”
“As for calling in the authorities? That’s neither an option nor something he’d rely on.”
“I don’t know exactly what he plans to do, but as long as he cements his reputation, Snake has already lost the first battle.”
The man’s expression darkened. “Then… should we warn Snake?”
Ding Three waved him off. “No need.”
“Snake is ruthless, but he’s also greedy and shortsighted. He only cares about immediate profits—he lacks the foresight to build something lasting.”
“That ship is sinking. There’s no point staying aboard.”
The man hesitated, glancing between Ding Three and the distant Chen Xue Wen before realization dawned.
His eyes widened. “Third Lord, you’re not thinking of working with Chen Xue Wen, are you?”
Ding Three smirked. “The thought has crossed my mind.”
The man immediately spat to the side. “Third Lord, that brat is still green. How is he worthy of working with you?”
Ding Three gave him a measured look, speaking softly. “Ambition is not measured by age.”
“There’s no rush to decide. Let’s see how things unfold.”
“If Chen Xue Wen truly has the ability to take down Snake, then he is destined for greatness. Following him wouldn’t be a bad choice.”
“But if he fails at this crucial moment, then there’s no need to waste our effort.”
The man nodded. He too was eager to see whether Chen Xue Wen could truly overthrow Snake.
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