Going Too Far

The atmosphere was strange yet lively, with many Family members criticizing Ba Di and belittling him.

They claimed that he was just a good-for-nothing, a scumbag, a degenerate, and that his character and morals were completely different from those of the upper class.

These upper-class people speak with sharp, biting words. They don't directly curse or insult their families or organs, but instead constantly compare themselves to others, comparing sewage and mud to skyscrapers, and using mythological arguments to portray themselves as vain and despicable. They claim that they have been abandoned by the head of the Family, cannot enter the Family's ranks, and will only be a rogue and a good-for-nothing.

Among them, some of the second-generation rich kids were the most active. They already disliked Ba Di's appearance, and now that they knew their fathers were being disrespectful to him, they became even more active. Their words weren't vulgar, but the underlying meaning was one of contempt, belittling, and ridicule that no ordinary man could tolerate.

Upon learning that Ba Di would not be included in the Family's 18th Seat, almost all the women shook their heads slightly, their eyes revealing regret.

This handsome man is finished.

From this day forward, Metropolis will be no place for him in the Metropolis.

He can only go back to the Suicide Slum.

Almost everyone thinks this way.

Ba Di sipped his champagne with an air of composure, his face serene, as if he were standing firm against a thousand armies and a raging storm.

His gaze swept calmly over the many gossiping Family members, his demeanor composed and serene.

Seeing this scene is truly hilarious.

In the past, he had only faced highly intelligent individuals, engaging in strategic battles and fighting on the brink of life and death, killing countless people in the process.

But just by changing the scene slightly, he suddenly became what they called the subterranean mud.

Or perhaps, in any world, the perspectives of living beings are always so superficial and ignorant, which is frustrating.

They really are... incredibly arrogant!

"No need to pretend to be calm. Sigh, if I were you, I would have climbed out the door long ago."

A young man in a purple suit, with slicked-back hair and a mocking smile, sighed. He noticed that Ba Di remained calm and unmoved by any of the words, and assumed he was just putting on a brave face.

In this situation, being directly abandoned by the Family and condemned by thousands of people, with the beauties present sighing and shaking their heads, what kind of impact would that be? It would be enough to drive a person crazy with regret, and there would be no point in pretending anymore.

"Maybe he's reluctant to leave. He's never attended a banquet like this in his entire life, no wonder he's reluctant to go."

Some echoed his sentiments, while many others watched the spectacle with slight smiles and shakes of their heads, marveling at Ba Di's arrogance.

He has no idea what he's facing! He's truly... utterly ignorant and arrogant!

As expected, people Suicide Slum are ignorant and foolish to kill off opportunities!

It's such a pity.

"I'll say it again, Mr. Ba Di, this was originally a banquet to celebrate your entry into the family. Now that you've angered everyone, you have to apologize to them one by one. Otherwise, I'll be in a difficult position. After all, you need everyone's approval to enter the Family's seat."

Yada Edge stood with his hands behind his back, his calm demeanor conveying an air of authority and power. He shook his head slightly at Ba Di, appearing quite considerate of Ba Di.

He started walking, his steps steady and slow. As he passed, people automatically and respectfully made way for him.

Compared to the much-maligned Ba Di, his superior demeanor particularly stands out, inspiring obedience in others.

His wife, in particular, walked past Ba Di, her voluptuous figure and fragrant scent wafting through the air, exuding a classical aristocratic air as she approached him. Only then did he extend his arm, allowing his wife to take his arm, and look at Ba Di with a faint smile.

Unconsciously, he looked at Ba Di with a faint smile. At this moment, he, who was half a head shorter than Ba Di, also became tall and strong, as if he were on a mountaintop that was unreachable to people, and even those below could not see him or wanted to see him.

That's life.

Everything he possessed and controlled was different from what Ba Di had. He had unattainable wealth and women that Ba Di could not have.

Of course, the idea that desire is forbidden is rather absurd. Ba Di only wanted a night of passion. This mature woman had a noble and classical charm that made him feel comfortable, which is why he invited her.

But this did not prevent Yada Edge from looking down on Ba Di, nor from the mocking gazes of everyone around him as if they were looking at a Ba Di.

What they possess—status, money, reputation, and power—cannot be acquired by Suicide Slum.

He smiled faintly, letting his wife take his arm. He looked at Ba Di with concern, asking him to apologize, but he was actually watching a Joker being watched and performing.

"Well, Mr. Ai Qi is right, you have to apologize to us!"

Some Family members cleverly understood Yada Edge's intentions.

He needs to bow his head and apologize to every member of his Family.

If you're going to insult him, insult him thoroughly! He's asking for it! He still dares to dream of joining the Family?

Humiliate him, humiliate him, humiliate him severely in public, preferably humiliate him to the point of madness. How dare he disrespect Mr. Ai Qi and flirt with his wife in public like that? He really doesn't know what's good for him.

Make him lose all face, ideally kneeling down and licking their shoes, living without any dignity.

Those who oppose their Family should all be treated this way.

The Family members all understood Yada Edge's intentions.

"Yes, that's right. You were impolite at the banquet and you should apologize to each and every one of us."

"That's right, you should bow deeply in apology, at a ninety-degree angle!"

"You guys are really... how could you do this! Mr. Ba Di, don't mind them, my shoes are stained with wine, just wipe them off for me and that's it."

"We are still quite reasonable after all."

Some of the rich kids' faces lit up with excitement. In front of everyone, they were thrilled to see a man they envied so much bow down and be humiliated. In front of so many beautiful women, mature women, and married women, they felt extremely satisfied.

With the tacit approval of their fathers, a group of spoiled rich kids became even more arrogant, demanding that Ba Di apologize. They were prepared to subject Badi to all sorts of humiliation and arrogantly demanded that Ba Di kneel down and apologize. Otherwise, after leaving the banquet, his Family would launch various attacks, making it impossible for him to survive even in the Suicide Slum.

The woman in the bold and avant-garde purple evening gown frowned, unable to bear it any longer. Ba Di's behavior wasn't exactly outrageous; he was just disrespectful to the head of the Family. But there was no need to go so far as to insult the entire Family, demanding that he kneel down and apologize to everyone, and even lick his shoes? This was undoubtedly going too far.

But she didn't say anything, only frowned her beautiful eyebrows, her eyes showing a hint of interest as she watched how Ba Di would handle the situation.

It was a struggle, a shout, and a departure.

Or will they hurl insults and physically assault them? Or will they simply leave?

Ba Di's lips curled into a smile as he watched the crowd vehemently demanding that he kneel down, his ears filled with words of apology. His gaze finally settled on Yada Edge.

Yada Edge responded with a gentle smile, a smile that revealed a deep and calculating nature. His face was dark, and so was his heart. His wife, however, stood beside him with an air of aristocratic refinement due to her position, her eyes showing a hint of reluctance.

suddenly.

A heavy thud of a cane stomping on the ground suddenly rang out.

The loud thud, louder than all the sounds combined, echoed through the banquet hall, resounding in everyone's ears like a thud in their heartbeats.

In an instant, the banquet hall fell silent, and even the band stopped playing.

A solemn, aged voice rang out, immediately conjuring the image of a rigid old man reprimanding a younger generation.

"Yada Edge, you've gone too far."