Ye Chen beats dozens of bodyguards yet fails to mask his waning momentum, while Young Master Fei quietly delivers a fierce threat to fully display his regal bearing

"Since you know I am the sole heir of the Fei Family, one of the Four Great Families of South City, why aren't you getting lost!"

Young Master Fei said loftily, while bending his feet slightly downward and trembling at the knees, controlling his performance to project a bluff of internal weakness coupled with external toughness.

You must know that controlling the amplitude of such a tremor was quite a technical skill!

Fortunately, it looked pretty good.

Although it initially looked a bit fake, a horse-stance-like posture like this would actually start shaking on its own if held for too long.

It had to become real even if it wasn't.

"Young Master Fei certainly carries quite an imposing aura," Ye Chen said with a slight upward curl of his lips and a disdainful smile, "However, the so-called young masters of your Four Great Families of South City are nothing more than insignificant small-time characters in my eyes. In front of me, these families of yours in South City are merely negligible ants."

"Originally, you should have just stayed quietly in your own little sphere of influence, waiting for me to come and accept your surrender so you could obediently become my underling. But since you've provoked me, and provoked our Xiyue, you can no longer become my subordinate, nor can you blame me for stepping in to seek justice for her!"

He completely failed to notice the sinking expression on Gu Xiyue's face behind him.

With that, Ye Chen abruptly raised his leg in a sweep, preparing to kick Young Master Fei hard to the ground.

However, Young Master Fei was prepared. Just before Ye Chen's leg swept over, he quickly exerted force through both legs and gave a fierce push, his entire body vaulting into the air like a flying bird and soaring far away.

Following the plot was one thing, but Young Master Fei certainly didn't want to actually get kicked to the ground by Ye Chen—just how painful would that be!

When he deliberately bent his knees just now, it was precisely to wait for this moment, utilizing the strength in his legs to control the landing spot.

That way, he could smoothly advance the plot while avoiding any personal suffering. It was simply a flawless plan!

"Humph! To think you'd dare play tricks on me!"

Unexpectedly, Ye Chen saw right through it immediately.

And rightfully so, ordinary people might have been fooled by him, but Ye Chen was, after all, a figure whose strength was on par with Tyson's. He could easily perceive whether his attacks had landed effectively. He had underestimated him; it seemed today's beating was unavoidable.

"Originally I only intended to dish out a minor punishment today, but now, breaking a leg is the only option. This is the penalty for your little trick just now, and it's also to let you know what consequences await those who threaten Xiyue!" Finished speaking, Ye Chen closed in on Young Master Fei once more.

Holy shit! He's not even letting this go?

There was no other way. Young Master Fei stood up, preparing to take the blow squarely.

Suddenly.

"Stop! You are not allowed to hit my young master!"

Uncle Fu intercepted the fist from the side like a flash of light, only to instantly go flying backward!

"You bastard!" This move enraged Young Master Fei. An anonymous fire, originating from who-knows-where, surged within his chest; adrenaline erupted, and an unfathomable power rushed through his entire body.

Only to see Young Master Fei staring fiercely at Ye Chen, clashing fists continuously as he launched a violent onslaught against him.

However, Ye Chen calmly and easily dealt with every attack, dodging with agile movements.

Suddenly, Ye Chen seized a flaw in Young Master Fei's defense and was about to deliver a flying kick to end the fight.

"Enough! Ye Chen! I've already called the police. If you don't leave here right this instant, then once the police arrive, you won't even be able to leave if you want to! So please leave immediately, right now!"

Gu Xiyue's fierce gaze stared coldly at Ye Chen. Faced with this supremely formidable yet utterly repulsive fellow before her, Gu Xiyue felt completely helpless. Although her heart was filled with anger, she knew she currently had no better way to handle the situation and could only choose to call the police to resolve the problem.

Huh!?

Ye Chen was completely dumbfounded.

Why on earth did Xiyue call the police?

He never expected that Gu Xiyue would actually call the police! What on earth was going on here? Didn't she know that doing this would bring trouble upon herself?

However, he quickly recovered his senses.

That was right, even if Gu Xiyue didn't call the police, that detestable young master and his subordinates would have called them anyway.

They certainly wouldn't let him off easily.

And Gu Xiyue calling the police now was perhaps a reminder for him, telling him to hurry up and leave this place, and that dealing with this threatening Fei Family prodigal son needed to be done gradually—after all, South City's police station was no laughing matter.

She was reminding him!

She cared about him in her heart!

Even though her words sounded harsh, she was actually concerned for his safety.

Thinking of this, Ye Chen felt a rare warmth in his heart.

"Xiyue, you don't need to care about these stray cats and dogs of the world; they're nothing more than a bunch of trash." Ye Chen expressed his determination to Gu Xiyue.

"Get lost!"

Just as he thought! Ye Chen became even more certain.

And true enough, they were merely stray cats and dogs, not worth making such a huge fuss over. Breaking his leg right now carried the possibility of landing himself in a jail cell. Although Ye Chen was confident he could easily handle it, the fewer troubles the better. Dealing with it gradually later on would be preferable.

Seeing that Xiyue refused to let him suffer the slightest grievance, Ye Chen was so moved that he decided to listen to her: "Fine! I'll leave! But Xiyue, please believe me, I, Ye Chen, will always shield you from the wind and rain. No matter what danger arises, I will step forward, even if it means standing against the entire world! The day you learn my true identity, you will understand that all of this is merely a trivial matter, and then you will understand my words!"

After finishing this speech, which he believed to be deeply affectionate, Ye Chen let out a disdainful huff toward the others, ignoring everyone completely as he turned around and strode away dashingly.

"Humph, I'll let you off today, but you won't be this lucky next time!" Once he had moved far away, Young Master Fei—fully channeling the villainous spirit—upheld his professional dedication and continued to quietly recite the final line of dialogue.

There was no help for it; Ye Chen looked a bit unhinged, and Young Master Fei was afraid of getting written off early and meeting the King of Hell.

"Fei Yangyao, are you alright?" Reason and emotion dictated that they were beaten by Ye Chen, and Ye Chen was her own subordinate; Gu Xiyue couldn't possibly not go over to check on him.

"Hey, never mind me. As a young man, I can take a beating, what could possibly happen to me? Quickly call 120 and send Uncle Fu to the hospital."

Young Master Fei wasn't worried about the bodyguards—they were robust and strong, but Uncle Fu was an old man with fragile bones.

Young Master Fei didn't even know why he couldn't simply treat him like an NPC.

In his heart, Uncle Fu seemed like an elder who had accompanied him and watched him grow up since childhood, a living, breathing person.

Now that he was injured, Young Master Fei couldn't help but worry, genuinely terrified that something might happen to him. Young Master Fei hadn't quite figured out where this emotion stemmed from.

But putting other things aside for the moment, Uncle Fu had just saved him.

Judging by Ye Chen's mood earlier, it was hard to say how many of his three legs would have remained intact.

He hurried to get up.

"Hiss—"

He hadn't felt it while the adrenaline was surging earlier, but now he felt a wave of aching soreness.

Young Master Fei slowly yet quickly ran to Uncle Fu's side, carefully supporting him to his feet. He felt puzzled in his heart; nothing of the sort happened in the original book, where Uncle Fu was still full of life and vigor.

"Young master..."

"Uncle Fu, don't talk, come on, we're taking you to the hospital! You're old, why did you have to meddle in us young folks' business?"

"Young master... Uncle Fu doesn't know what you're thinking inside, nor do you intend to do what, Uncle Fu only knows that it was the Fei Family who gave me a second life, and it was the young master who gave me a second ray of light. This life of mine has only this single existence to repay the Fei Family and the young master's kindness... cough, cough..."

"Uncle Fu, what are you even saying, Uncle Fu? Why don't I understand a single word?" Young Master Fei wore a blank expression.

Young Master Fei didn't have a single memory of this; did Uncle Fu have this many background stories?

Were Uncle Fu and the original Fei Yangyao this close?

The original book never wrote about any of this!

In the book, he was merely a tool-use character for a villain!

"Stop talking for now, Uncle Fu."

Seeing Uncle Fu faint away, Young Master Fei was already panicking.

"I'm taking you to the hospital!"