Enjoyment and Humiliation

Watching Dai Mubai approach step by step, Chen Yu remained where he was without changing his stance. Only when Dai Mubai stopped a short distance in front of him did he raise his eyes and calmly meet Dai Mubai's gaze.

After absorbing the hundred-thousand-year Spirit Ring, twelve-year-old Chen Yu's body had fully developed. He had grown to one meter eighty, so he was now looking Dai Mubai straight in the eye rather than looking up at him.

Chen Yu smiled. "Since you've invited me so sincerely, how could I disappoint your good intentions?"

Their gazes collided in midair, seemingly sparking flames.

"Not bad. Show your Martial Soul."

Dai Mubai's eyes gleamed with anticipation, and he could barely wait to make a move.

"You're not worthy." Chen Yu replied flatly.

Dai Mubai's gaze abruptly turned cold, a flicker of killing intent flashing through his eyes.

"You're courting death."

Dai Mubai suddenly raised his right hand and threw a punch at Chen Yu. The distance between them was so short that an ordinary person would have been unable to dodge, but Chen Yu had no need to. He threw out a punch as well.

The two fists collided, producing a bone-chilling crack. The sound of bones breaking and Dai Mubai's miserable scream rang out almost simultaneously. The tremendous impact instantly twisted Dai Mubai's entire arm, and he staggered back several steps as if struck by lightning before barely steadying himself. His face was deathly pale, completely drained of color.

Chen Yu, meanwhile, stood firmly in place, completely unaffected.

The others from Shrek quickly stepped forward to shield Dai Mubai, while Oscar immediately held a sausage to Dai Mubai's mouth.

Once Dai Mubai's condition had stabilized, Zhao Wuji turned around with a grim face and said coldly, "Kid, aren't you going too far? Even if your elders were here today, I'd still seek justice for my student."

Chen Yu gave Zhao Wuji a surprised look. Who said Zhao Wuji had no brains? Wasn't this quite clever? He had laid the groundwork in advance—this was not bullying the weak as an elder, but seeking justice for his student.

"Don't worry. I don't have any elders. It's just me."

Zhao Wuji narrowed his eyes. He did not believe Chen Yu was alone. Chen Yu was still young; no matter how talented he was, he could not possibly be stronger than Zhao Wuji. If he really was alone, who had given him the courage to watch Zhao Wuji make a fool of himself? And who had given him the courage to cripple Zhao Wuji's student right in front of him?

Seeing Zhao Wuji hesitate, Chen Yu lost interest in continuing the game. His hands rapidly formed seals, and a Black Seal appeared above the heads of the Shrek group, pressing down on them directly.

Zhao Wuji's expression changed drastically. He wanted to retaliate, only to discover that he could not move. He could only watch helplessly as the great seal descended.

"Please spare us, Senior!" Zhao Wuji shouted in fear. He feared that if he delayed any longer, they would all be crushed into pulp.

"Since that's the case, I'll spare you this once. Come back to the hotel with me, and don't even think about running."

Chen Yu had only intended to frighten them and had never planned to kill them, so he naturally withdrew the seal along with Zhao Wuji's plea.

Back at the hotel, Chen Yu returned to his chair while the Shrek group stood nearby.

Chen Yu looked over the Shrek group before him, his gaze lingering on Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ning Rongrong. "You three, come over and serve me while I eat."

The three girls' expressions changed drastically. Dai Mubai, Tang San, and Oscar, whose injuries had somewhat improved, spoke in unison. "Impossible."

Chen Yu gave a cold chuckle. Sure enough, a knife only hurt when it stabbed into one's own body.

"Impossible? Why is it impossible? When that fatty was harassing the female students from Canghui Academy earlier, I didn't see any of you stopping him."

"You can't be so hypocritical. If your people can harass others, then naturally others can harass your people. That's fair, isn't it?"

Dai Mubai and the others all glared furiously at Ma Hongjun. It was all this damn fatty's fault.

"Enough stalling. Get over here."

At that moment, the Little Demoness Ning Rongrong stepped forward. "My father is Ning Fengzhi, Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. If you dare make us serve you, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will never let you go."

The other Shrek members immediately felt much more favorably toward Ning Rongrong. Even Zhao Wuji gave her an approving glance. Only Dai Mubai's expression did not look very good. His status was no lower than Ning Rongrong's, but he was too embarrassed to reveal it.

Chen Yu glanced at Ning Rongrong's flat chest and sneered. "Forget Ning Fengzhi. Even if you were the empress of the Star Luo Empire, I'd still dare make you serve me right in front of the Star Luo Emperor."

As soon as Chen Yu said this, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing stared at him in shock—how could he dare say such a thing?

Chen Yu ignored Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing and continued, "Since you've brought Ning Fengzhi into this, go notify him first. Tell him to bring Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo here, and we can sit down and have a proper talk."

Then he looked at Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing. "What about you two? Do you also have powerful backgrounds? If you do, go notify them. If not, hurry over and serve me while I eat."

Neither Xiao Wu nor Zhu Zhuqing spoke. Xiao Wu looked toward Tang San, while Zhu Zhuqing looked toward Dai Mubai, but Tang San and Dai Mubai did not look at them. Instead, they looked at Ning Rongrong, their gazes seemingly saying, Hurry up and call someone.

Ning Rongrong stood motionless, her expression shifting uncertainly. Was this bastard truly fearless, or was he merely bluffing?

Chen Yu did not urge them. He lightly tapped his fingers on the table and quietly waited for their decision.

"The food's almost cold."

Only after a long while did he casually say those words.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing walked dejectedly to Chen Yu's side. After hesitating for a moment, Ning Rongrong also walked over as though resigning herself to fate.

Looking at the three beside him, Chen Yu nodded in satisfaction.

He then placed his legs on another stool and said to Ning Rongrong, "Massage my legs."

Without even looking at her expression, he turned to the voluptuous Zhu Zhuqing. "Massage my shoulders and pound my back."

Finally, he looked at Xiao Wu. "Pick up food for me and feed me."

After a long while, none of the three girls moved. Chen Yu helplessly added, "Since you've already come over, stop pretending to be reserved. If you still don't start, I'll have to make a move. What happens then is something I can't guarantee."

Those words became the final straw that broke their resolve. Their psychological defenses crumbled. The three girls exchanged looks, then began carrying out their respective duties and serving Chen Yu.

Tang San, Dai Mubai, and the others watched this scene with faces ashen with rage. They wanted to leave, but their feet seemed filled with lead. No matter how hard they struggled, they could not move even an inch.

Ma Hongjun, standing to the side, was pale and trembling all over. He did not dare imagine how Tang San and Dai Mubai would treat him afterward. After all, today's incident had started because he could not control his mouth. And Xiao Wu and the other two girls certainly would not let him off easily either.

At that moment, Ma Hongjun was terrified. He desperately wanted to slap himself twice.

Zhao Wuji watched calmly from the side. When one's strength was inferior, one could only endure it. He had experienced matters even more humiliating than this, so naturally he felt no emotional fluctuation.

"You, move your hand a little higher. Yes, right there. Keep going."

"And you, haven't you eaten? Put some strength into it."

"I want meat. Pick up a piece of meat for me."

As Chen Yu enjoyed himself, he admired the miserable, stifled expressions of Tang San, Dai Mubai, and the others, occasionally tossing out a remark.