Beating Up Shen Fei

"Who's this mad dog barking nonsense?" the young man frowned and turned. He wasn't standing in the center of the school gate, but to the right of the entrance, beside the gatekeeper's right hand, not blocking anyone.

A group of young masters swaggered over. Anyone who stood in their way was shoved aside, and any dog that blocked their path was kicked flying.

The leading young man was dressed in red, with a full head of red hair. His face was thin and pale, and his steps were somewhat unsteady. He walked with his hands behind his back, head held high, chest out, utterly arrogant and rude.

"Don't talk nonsense! Do you know who he is?" The gatekeeper hurriedly covered the young man's mouth and warned, "He's a direct descendant of one of the Three Great Peak Families, the future Family Head of the Sacred Family. Are you trying to die by insulting him?"

The young man pushed away the old man's gnarled hand and lifted his shirt to wipe his mouth.

"You don't need to remind me. I know Shen Fei. Shen Xiu, his aunt, and I are sworn friends," the young man said with a slight smile.

This young man was none other than Chang Ping.

After escaping from the Sacred Family, he had rushed straight to Saint Orchid Academy.

It was all Shen Xiu's fault, that wretched woman. If she hadn't framed him, delaying him for a full four days, he wouldn't have missed the best time to join Saint Orchid Academy. Hmph, he'd better not see her again, or he'd definitely teach her a harsh lesson!

"What? Sworn friends?" The gatekeeper was stunned by this statement. His attitude clearly softened, even tinged with a hint of obsequiousness.

Since this fellow had such a close relationship with the Eldest Young Lady of the Sacred Family, he had to help.

"What are you looking at?" Shen Fei stopped in front of Chang Ping, tilting his head up to ask. Perhaps due to his frequent dalliances with women, his development had been stunted. He was half a head shorter than Chang Ping.

He felt Chang Ping looked a bit familiar, like he'd seen him somewhere before, but he couldn't recall exactly where.

"What are you looking at?" Chang Ping took a step forward, like a standing white bear. Two streams of hot white air snorted from his nostrils, spraying onto Shen Fei's forehead.

He had been looking for an opportunity to cripple Shen Fei, and unexpectedly, Shen Fei had delivered himself right to his doorstep.

Hearing such arrogant words, Shen Fei's brows immediately furrowed, and his tiger-like eyes widened. "No matter who he is, if he dares to speak to me like this in front of so many people, how can I maintain my dignity if I don't teach him a lesson?"

With that thought, Shen Fei suddenly threw a punch.

He was a Silver Two-star Demon Spirit Master who had fused with a Black Gold level demon spirit, the Crimson Flame Black Tiger, known as the "King of Berserkers." Furthermore, he had consumed precious Body Tempering Pills since childhood. With one punch, even a Silver Two-star warrior would vomit blood and fall to the ground.

"Hmph, let's see if you dare to speak to this young master like this again..."

Shen Fei's tiger eyes suddenly widened. His fist had been easily caught by the other party, and was being squeezed so hard it hurt.

Who was this person? How could he possess such immense Strength? To be able to crush a Silver Two-star like himself?

"Let... Let go!" Shen Fei howled and knelt before Chang Ping.

He was so disrespectful, didn't this guy know he was a direct descendant of the Sacred Family?

Chang Ping gripped Shen Fei's fist with his left hand, raised his fan-sized right hand, and roared, "Get lost, you bastard!"

"Slap!"

Chang Ping's palm landed heavily on Shen Fei's left cheek. The crisp sound swept through like a gust of wind, then vanished into the streets and alleys.

This slap stunned not only Shen Fei but everyone present.

"He actually dared to hit a descendant of a Peak Family! This guy is too bold!"

"That crisp sound echoed through the entire street. It was really loud!"

"Where did such a ruthless person come from? Shen Fei has really kicked an iron plate this time."

Chang Ping pointed at Shen Fei, who lay on the ground like an overturned turtle, and explained to the gatekeeper, "Uncle, don't misunderstand. I told him to get lost, not you!"

The gatekeeper's mouth hung open in surprise, revealing two rows of yellow teeth.

It seemed this fellow was indeed a close friend of Shen Xiu, otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to slap Shen Fei in public even if he had ten times the courage.

"Bastard, I'll kill you!" Seeing Chang Ping's utter disregard for him, Shen Fei took out a Silver Dagger from his Space Ring, got up, and stabbed towards Chang Ping's lower abdomen with both hands.

The grade of a weapon was not comparable to the grade of a warrior.

Even a Bronze grade weapon could easily pierce the skin of a Silver warrior.

For a warrior to defend against a weapon attack, they must wear armor no lower than the weapon's grade.

"No matter how great your Strength, you absolutely cannot defend against my indestructible blade! Die!" Shen Fei's eyes reddened as he thrust the dagger at Chang Ping without mercy.

In the City of Radiance, there were three great peak families, possessing supreme power and wealth.

He was a direct descendant of a peak family, his status equivalent to a prince in an ancient empire. Even if he killed someone, the City Lord's Mansion wouldn't do much to him, perhaps just a reprimand and education.

Shen Fei was emboldened by his status, thus he killed without hesitation.

"Slap!"

To Shen Fei's surprise, Chang Ping was faster. Before the dagger could even reach him, Chang Ping's fan-sized left palm landed on Shen Fei's right cheek.

Originally, only Shen Fei's left cheek was red and swollen. Now, both sides were swollen, like a braised pig's head.

The force of this slap was clearly greater than the previous one, sending Shen Fei spinning three times in place, even dropping the dagger.

"Bullying men and dominating women at such a young age, uneducated! Today, I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of your aunt!" Chang Ping said righteously, hands on his hips.

The surrounding students cheered. Most of them had been bullied by Shen Fei before, but due to his family background, they had only dared to be angry in their hearts.

"Well fought!"

"Shen Fei, you have this day too!"

"Young hero, thank you for avenging my cousin. This humble maiden kneels to you!"

The noble scions were displeased by the clamor from a group of commoner disciples. Chang Ping's actions not only slapped Shen Fei's face but indirectly slapped the faces of all nobles.

"Shut up! Whoever dares to utter another word, I, this young master, will make them regret being alive!"

"Bastard! Do you know who you just hit? The Sacred Family will absolutely not let you go! Prepare to die!"

"Are you alright, Young Master Shen? Here, let me help you up."

Seeing the noble scions closing in, Chang Ping slowly took the Desert Eagle from his pocket and pointed the muzzle toward the sky.

With a loud "BANG," everyone flinched in shock.

The doorman, whose prostate was already not in great condition, was scared so badly that he peed himself.

"You like being the early bird, huh?" Chang Ping aimed the gun at the noble scion who had been shouting the loudest. This guy seemed to be Chu Yuan, a scion of a prestigious family, Shen Fei's crony, and also a degenerate.

The City of Radiance had seven great prestigious families. While their power and wealth were not quite on par with the peak families, they were close. They held absolute sway within their respective districts.

"N-no!" Chu Yuan waved his hands repeatedly, tucking his tail between his legs as he hastily retreated, acting as cowardly as a dog.

"Trash!"

Chang Ping couldn't be bothered with this idiot. He turned his attention back to Shen Fei, pointed the gun at his forehead, and commanded, "Don't you dare pester my woman again, understand?"

Shen Fei froze for a moment.

"Your woman? Who?" He had pestered too many women to know which one the other party was referring to.

"Xiao Ning'er!"