The Urban Dao Child

Yang Dao reached home and the first thing he did was to take a shower. He put his clothes in the laundry basket. Then he entered the kitchen and his phone rang.Â

Tring Tring...

Yang Dao used the default ringtone because to him the phone was just a means of communication. Though with his savings it was not a big thing to buy a high-end smartphone. Yang Dao pressed the accept button and the call connected. Feng Yun spoke, "Hello, Young Master."

Yang Dao replied, "Hello, Sister Yun." his tone was calm. He pressed the speaker button on the keypad and placed the phone on the counter. Then he turned to open the fridge, fished out some ingredients then picked up a chef knife from the wooden storage block as he continued to speak, "Sister Yun, are you done with your office for the day?"

Feng Yun seemed to have heard all the noise. She replied, "Yes, Young Master, just left the office. Also, I seem to hear some noises from your side. What are you doing?" the curiosity could not be hidden.

Yang Dao replied, "Cooking the meal, Sister Yun." he replied with a faint smile on his face.

Feng Yun spoke, "Oh, that means I missed some tasty food."

Yang Dao chuckled and spoke, "What tasty food? It is all going to be boiled and seasoned. Though, I will call the staff of the society to see if I can get some fresh fish and then fillet them into sashimi or sushi."

Feng Yun replied, "Ohhh." she had not yet finished speaking when Yang Dao spoke up, "Sister Yun, the range of my wind sense improved by 10 meters while I was riding on the bike today. The total circumference is now 70 meters."

Feng Yun had expected this to happen and replied, "Congratulations, Young Master."

Yang Dao faintly smiled and while chopping the vegetables, he then began to explain to her how he came across the cycling team, then how he raced with the team captain. In the end, he spoke, "So, at Captain Thomas' invitation, I joined the cycling team. Also, I will not use this bike again Sister Yun. Why did you spend so much money? And I did not even know about the value. When I asked if my bike was different from other bikes the whole team was looking at me like a lunatic. The captain was held back by the team or he would have smashed my nose crooked."

Feng Yun couldn't help but laugh at this. Her bell-like laughter did not make Yang Dao angry or irritated but it made him feel a little closer to Feng Yun. When he was in the orphanage, he did have friends but a faint barrier still existed in between them. He always focused on his studies and never had the time to mingle with people. Though he did love the people there for the care and warmth they showered on him. He wanted to become a man who can support the orphanage when he grew up.Â

Feng Yun calmed down after a bit and said, "Young Master, I will arrange for a bike for you."

Yang Dao spoke, "No need, the club have spares so I will use them. Why waste so much money on a bike. I will use this one to complete long journeys. It is very comfortable to ride on this bike as if you are riding the wind." in his voice a feeling of yearning was obvious. Ever since Feng Yun walked in the sky, he wanted to fly as well.

The two people continued to chat while simultaneously discussing the daily stuff. Yang Dao also called the housekeeping staff to send him some fish. The boy skillfully fillet the fish and cooked a good protein-rich meal for himself.Â

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In a high-end Villa area, lower than sapphire lake view residency, 20 people sat around a round-table. This villa was owned by Mikhail. At this moment he was sitting down in the chair with golden trims. The people around him were all known as the upper echelon of the rich club. Mikhail called them all for a meeting urgently with a warning to have them thrown out of the club if they are not present.Â

Mikhail spoke, "These past two days, our club members encountered a person. This person had no background, no financial worth, and no social standing. Yet the moment he appeared in the jade city he cleared up Tyson Carlos and his father. Even took over the paradise hotel chain. Do you know why he was able to do this?"

One guy with blonde hair spoke, "Is it not because of that Phoenix group owner?"

Mikhail shook his head and tapped on the table. He spoke in a solemn voice, "It is because of the arrogance we rich have. If not for Tyson Carlos to think that he as a rich fresher should get the introductory speech would this national topper clean him up? You all, I have some questions I hope you all can put aside your Young Master attitude for a little bit and then answer from a neutral point of view."

The Young Masters found it a bit odd and they all agreed. Mikhail asked, "Tell me if we had no background and other stuff to be called Young Masters and just a normal pedestrian. Would we still be so arrogant?"

The rest of the people did not even think for a second and collectively said, "No"

Mikhail nodded and asked, "Suppose, we the rich guys have so much arrogance while almost 75% among us cannot even pass the college entrance exam. How much arrogance should a pedestrian who topped in the whole country have?"

The room echoed with sighs. These sighs came from those who failed the exam. At this moment they really felt inferior. Mikhail spoke again, "If you don't catch the flying arrow and shove it up to your ass, will it distract from its usual path?"

This statement made some people instinctively tighten up their butts. Mikhail spoke, "The level of the rich is falling. We need to make people look up to us and not look down. If eyes could kill then we all would have been massacred over a thousand times by now. You tell me, do you wish to continue this? If yes, then I will draw a clear line with that person because I don't want to be looked down on by people."

The members around the table did not expect Mikhail to speak so bluntly. They all combined were not capable to match Mikhail, and hundreds of Mikhail could not catch up to Feng Yun. So They all fell into thought and decided to try and mend themselves. The meeting came to an end with some rules inside the rich club. It can only be said that these rules made a lot of guys upset.

Mikhail even set up a separate group to monitor that everyone follows the rules down to the words. The upper echelon of the club agreed to his proposal, despite being rich and arrogant they were not narrow-minded. Otherwise, how were they to be called the high table members? This chain reaction was very quick and before midnight the rules were already circulated in the group. Everyone will have to follow them or the high table will act against their whole family in case of voilation.