"You're here so early?" Xu Ke smiled.

Ouyang Shuang was sitting cross-legged to one side, regulating her breath with the air of someone gathering their strength.

"Killing you is the thing I want to do most right now. Naturally, I couldn't wait," Ouyang Shuang's voice was hoarse, her words brimming with murderous intent, like an undercurrent surging beneath a calm sea.

Upon hearing this, Xu Ke nodded. "What a coincidence. I also really want to kill you right now."

At this moment, Huang Zhenyang stood up, looking at Xu Ke impatiently. "Where is he? Where's Huang Qi?"

"What's the rush?" Xu Ke kept his gaze fixed on Ouyang Shuang, not even glancing at Huang Zhenyang. "Young Master Huang is on his way. Could it be that Brother Zhenyang is that eager to see his own nephew?"

Huang Zhenyang was once again thoroughly disgusted by being called 'Brother Zhenyang'.

Just then, Ye Fan spoke up with a cold sneer. "You're Xu Ke, right?"

Only then did Xu Ke turn his head. "What is it?"

Ye Fan, the Young Master of the Ye Family, stood with several bodyguards behind him, all of whom emanated the aura of a Martial Artist. By his side, two sexy and glamorous female companions in black bodycon dresses clung to him, looking utterly enticing.

"What is it?" Ye Fan smirked, his expression turning ferocious. "Today, I'll teach you the decorum you ought to know. Just because you're marrying Wong Qifu, don't you think a low-life like you has the right to stand on equal footing with our Six Great Families. Just be a good lapdog for Qifu and wag your tail. Don't stand here calling anyone 'Brother Zhenyang.'"

He sneered, "Brother Zhenyang? Brother my ass! You think you're hot shit just because you can run your mouth? People from our Six Great Families are not people whose names you are worthy of speaking in your entire life. Let me tell you, a social-climbing low-life like you can never enter our circle."

As he spoke, his two beautiful companions shot Xu Ke a contemptuous glance.

Lowly trash!

The atmosphere in the underground arena grew tense. Ye Fan's every word was a dagger to the heart.

Apart from Huang Sheng, every member of the Huang and Ye families present wore expressions of extreme disdain and scorn.

What is Xu Ke even doing? Who does he think he is, acting so familiar with Huang Zhenyang? This young punk thinks he's so impressive because he can talk tough and get under Huang Zhenyang's skin? In the end, his words are meaningless. He's just a waste of space waiting to die.

But even after they had their fill, Xu Ke's expression remained unchanged. A hint of mockery touched his lips. "Young Master Ye, I think you might be misunderstanding something."

"Oh? What do you have to say?" Ye Fan sneered dismissively. "I know you're good with words. Come on! This young master will give you a chance to perform today."

At his words, the two women beside him snickered. "Young Master Fan is so benevolent, actually giving this piece of trash a chance to perform."

"Well then, let's see how this trash uses that slick tongue of his, the one that even managed to coax Wong Qifu."

The crowd erupted into another round of mocking laughter.

Huang Zhenyang immediately swelled with pride.

It's always so much more satisfying to be around Ye Fan! Huang Sheng only ever preaches caution, caution, caution. Ye Fan's bold and brash nature is far more suited for a helmsman who charges fearlessly ahead.

Thinking this, Huang Zhenyang felt a flicker of contempt for Huang Sheng.

Throughout all this, Wong Qifu's expression remained placid. She trusted that Xu Ke could handle it.

And Xu Ke simply smiled faintly. "I once knew an 'upper-class' man. He knelt before me, begging me to spare his life. I wonder if you might know him, Young Master Ye?"

As his words fell, the crowd's laughter died in their throats, as if they were ducks with their necks squeezed shut. Ye Fan's expression instantly shifted from disdain to gloom.

The next moment, Xu Ke continued, unprompted, "However, this 'upper-class' man did have some spirit. To save his own hide, he killed the woman he'd been toying with for a few days. I wonder, Young Master Ye, do you also have a habit of killing women to save your own life?"

After he said this, Ye Fan's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. The two beautiful companions by his side began to look uneasy. Although they knew they were just playthings for Ye Fan, hearing such words still made them deeply uncomfortable.

But Xu Ke didn't stop. "Furthermore, after this 'upper-class' man killed the woman he'd played with, he started threatening his subordinates. I heard he placed spies to watch the wives and daughters of his men. He even threatened to have people rape their widows in front of their graves, just to humiliate them. I wonder, Young Master Ye, do you also have a habit of humiliating your subordinates?"

By now, Ye Fan was grinding his teeth. The bodyguards behind him looked even more unnatural.

Finally, Xu Ke gave a light smile. "In the end, this 'upper-class' man was beaten into mincemeat by his own subordinate. His body is still with his family now. I wonder if his 'upper-class' relatives can even recognize who the disfigured corpse is?

"By the way, this 'upper-class' man was named Ye Chen. I hear he was your brother, Young Master Ye. I wonder if you are like Ye Chen, fond of begging enemies for mercy while humiliating your own people?"

At his words, Ye Fan roared, "Xu Ke, you're courting death!"

He was utterly enraged. Xu Ke was practically dancing on Ye Chen's fresh grave to humiliate him! The shame! The humiliation! It was a naked, brutal insult! At this moment, Ye Fan's face began to twist, his features contorting with rage.

But Xu Ke ignored him, turning a deaf ear, simply smiling faintly. "I'm just a little relieved that I haven't entered the circle of you 'upper-class' people. Otherwise, I might have sold out a woman to save my skin, only to be hammered into paste by my own subordinate. That could have been me, right?

"So, Young Master Ye, you must have misunderstood. I have no interest whatsoever in the circle you 'upper-class' people occupy."

As he finished, everyone's face looked as though they'd just eaten shit. Xu Ke's words were too venomous. He had laid out all of Ye Chen's spineless deeds for everyone to hear.

The Ye Family had just been stripped bare, down to their very underwear. By extension, didn't that make all of them, who prided themselves on being upper-class, seem just as spineless?

Huang Zhenyang's face was grim. Xu Ke was just too damn good with words. But this time, Ye Fan had no way to rebut him. Because everything Xu Ke said was the absolute truth. No matter how arrogant or domineering Ye Fan was, when faced with the facts...

How could he refute it?

How could he possibly refute it!

"Xu Ke, I'm going to kill you! I swear I'm going to kill you!" Ye Fan roared again and again.

Everyone in the martial arts arena could clearly see Ye Fan's undignified, raging tantrum.

Seeing this, Xu Ke remained unhurried, a slight smile on his face. "Young Master Ye, let me make something clear. A martial artist who hasn't even reached the Innate Middle Stage by age thirty has no business shouting about killing me. A few days ago, an Innate Great Perfection martial artist foolishly tried to ambush me. He's already gone cold.

"I wonder, Young Master Ye, as a waste who hasn't even reached the Innate Middle Stage by thirty, what gives you the confidence to think you can do better than an Innate Great Perfection martial artist?

"Are you relying on those fierce words of yours? 'I'm going to kill you!'?

"Or on those bodyguards you've humiliated by placing spies on their families?

"Or perhaps on your talent for running your mouth?"

At this, Xu Ke scoffed.

"Don't make me laugh."

The entire arena instantly fell deathly silent.

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