"Who are you?"

Jiang Fan looked Ye Qingfeng up and down, but realized he didn't recognize this young man.

Pu Song also observed carefully for a long time and was equally puzzled.

At the grand gathering at Bai Fu Villa back then, the Pu Family wasn't qualified to attend. Pu Song had only heard of Ye Qingfeng's name but didn't know what he looked like. That night, Jiang Fan was busy having fun with a new model, so he didn't attend at all.

The two female students next to Pu Song sized up Ye Qingfeng, noting his ordinary attire; aside from being excessively handsome, there was nothing extraordinary about him.

Upon hearing Jiang Fan's question, Ye Qingfeng tossed his finished milk carton into the trash and suddenly kicked out.

"Bang!"

Jiang Fan never expected Ye Qingfeng to strike so decisively. He was thrown, chair and all, against the wall, head hitting first with a bang, resulting in a bloody head wound.

Pu Song and the others were all stunned. This young man who had just entered acted so aggressively at the slightest disagreement? It must be noted that Jiang Fan was from the Jiang Family, Jiang Qianjue's younger brother. In all of Yanjing, even top figures like Wei Wuming would hesitate to lay hands on him.

Yet Ye Qingfeng did not hesitate, kicking him straight into a bloody mess.

An Ruoqing stared at the tall, lean back and thought quietly to herself, "After a few months, he's still this domineering!"

"Who do you think you are to question me?"

After kicking Jiang Fan over, Ye Qingfeng lit a cigarette and sat on another chair.

Wen Lun was momentarily stunned but then quickly helped Jiang Fan up.

"Mr. Jiang, are you alright?"

Jiang Fan was dizzy, with blood flowing freely down his face.

Once he regained his senses, his eyes filled with venom and fury as he looked at Ye Qingfeng.

"You dare hit me? You're courting death!"

"Call everyone over and cripple him!"

He roared angrily. Wen Lun was about to call for help when Ye Qingfeng exhaled a smoke ring and spoke calmly, "If you're thinking of calling the group of useless guards at the door, don't bother, I've already dealt with them!"

"What?"

Jiang Fan was utterly shocked. The people at the door were trained bodyguards, each able to take on ten men at a time, yet Ye Qingfeng had dealt with all of them?

"Do you have any more tricks? If not, come over, kowtow, apologize, and then get lost!"

Ye Qingfeng said with an indifferent expression, in a cold voice.

Jiang Fan was about to explode in anger when Wen Lun gulped and whispered, "Mr. Jiang, why not call your brother over, this guy seems hard to deal with!"

Jiang Fan realized upon hearing this. He glared at Ye Qingfeng and pulled out his phone.

He spoke a few words into the phone, then pointed crazily at Ye Qingfeng.

"Kid, I don't care who you are. Coming to my turf to act up—you're dead today!"

Ye Qingfeng stood up carelessly, a cold smile on his lips. He suddenly reached out, grabbed Jiang Fan's neck, and with a light toss, under the shocked gazes of everyone there.

"Bang!"

Jiang Fan crashed onto the desk, splitting the solid desk in two, nearly breaking his entire body, the pain excruciating.

"Ah!"

He cried out miserably, rolling to the ground, as Ye Qingfeng stepped on his head, pressing him to the floor.

"I'd like to see how you make me die?"

The entire venue was in an uproar. Pu Song's eyes widened, absolutely astounded.

Jiang Fan, one of the two young masters of the prestigious Jiang Family, held a status no less than Pu Song's, yet here he was, being brutally beaten by this casually dressed, ordinary-looking youth, humiliated by being stomped on the ground. It was incredulous.

Bai Wan'er and An Ruoqing, on the other hand, were not surprised at all. Given Ye Qingfeng's means, taking a life on a whim was not rare. Simply beating Jiang Fan up was already considered merciful.

"You... I will never let you go! When my brother arrives, I'll make you wish you were dead!"

Jiang Fan had never endured such humiliation before. Despite the pain coursing through him, his heart was filled with boundless hate; he struggled to speak.

"Your brother?" Ye Qingfeng said nonchalantly, "Even if your whole family came, what use would it be?"

Ye Qingfeng didn't know Jiang Fan's identity, but having swept through the Huaxia Martial Arts World and defeated all of Japan's Martial Arts Masters, how could he possibly regard a film company youth and his background seriously?

No matter the power you hold or wealth you command, he could obliterate it with one punch or crush it with one hand.

Today, he merely intended to teach a lesson and then leave with An Ruoqing and the others. But Jiang Fan tried for his life with a simple statement; how could he let that slide?

Even War Kings and Half-step War Emperors he could kill with ease; let alone someone so trivial and insignificant.

Hearing Ye Qingfeng's tone, Pu Song slightly shook his head.

He did have some admiration for Ye Qingfeng's skills, but the terror of the Jiang Family couldn't be addressed with just martial skills. Even in terms of martial prowess, Jiang Qianjue was one of the most terrifying among the younger generation.

"This young man might truly face an unimaginable downfall today. He's beaten Jiang Fan like this, and with Jiang Qianjue's nature, how could he possibly let him off?"

Pu Song suddenly felt there could be a good show to watch and was in no hurry to leave; the two female students also stayed on.

However, An Ruoqing and Bai Wan'er remained unperturbed. Ever since they knew Ye Qingfeng, they had never seen him suffer a loss in any situation. No matter the enemy or opponent, they all ended up crushed before him.

"It seems your brother has given you a lot of courage!"

Ye Qingfeng continued to step on Jiang Fan, grinning broadly.

"Alright, I'll wait ten minutes. If he's not here in ten minutes, I'll cripple you!"

Upon these words, Jiang Fan was filled with fear. Though he was confident his brother could completely annihilate this boy, if Jiang Qianjue didn't show up in ten minutes, he would undoubtedly be crippled by Ye Qingfeng. That, for him, was an absolute nightmare.

When Ye Qingfeng says something, he follows through, never hesitating. It was the first time Jiang Fan had encountered such a madman. As for Wen Lun, he stood to the side, not daring to say a word, fearing that Ye Qingfeng's attention might turn to him, resulting in a fate like Jiang Fan's.

Before the ten minutes were up, footsteps suddenly sounded from outside the door, solid and powerful, each step striking with force.

Jiang Fan felt a spark of joy; he recognized those footsteps all too well.

"Ha-ha, my brother is here, kid, let's see how you die!"

Jiang Fan laughed maniacally, seeing his rescuer arrive, and the terror in his heart began to recede.

Ye Qingfeng said nothing, maintaining his indifferent expression, as a tall figure appeared at the door.

Upon seeing who it was, Pu Song's eyes immediately became grave.

"Jiang Qianjue!"

His tone was filled with immense solemnity. The last time Jiang Qianjue had severely injured him, so now upon seeing Jiang Qianjue, he couldn't help but recall that painful experience.

As Jiang Qianjue emerged, Pu Song involuntarily took a step back, revealing his fear of Jiang Qianjue.

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