Chapter 107: Live with Your Tail Tucked

Chapter 107: Chapter 107: Live with Your Tail Tucked

The curly-haired woman next to them hurried over to stop Meng Gui, screaming, "Dad, stop hitting him! You’re going to kill someone if you keep this up."

Only then did Meng Gui stop. He glared at Meng Weifeng, his eyes bloodshot, and roared:

"You just wait. I’ll deal with you later."

After speaking, he quickly turned, stumbled over to Ye Feng, and dropped to his knees with a THUD. His voice trembled as he cried out:

"Mr. Ye, I really didn’t know it was you! Otherwise, you could beat me to death, and I still wouldn’t have dared to be so insolent!"

He then began to kowtow repeatedly. His head split open and dripped with fresh blood, but it was as if he felt nothing, continuing to knock his head on the ground again and again.

Seeing this, Meng Weifeng’s eyes nearly bulged out of his head.

’Who was his father? He was a Patriarch of one of Jiangcheng’s four great families, a man revered by thousands. He was someone who could do whatever he wanted in Jiangcheng. But today, he’s kneeling, kowtowing, and begging for mercy from this nobody? How is this possible?’

He looked at Meng Gui and couldn’t help but shriek, "Have you lost your mind? Why are you kowtowing and admitting you’re wrong to this bastard?"

The curly-haired woman next to him was scared out of her wits. She quickly raised a hand to cover Meng Weifeng’s mouth, shaking her head at him with a pleading look. "Weifeng, stop talking. Please, just stop talking, okay?"

Seeing the pale look on the curly-haired woman’s face, Meng Weifeng froze.

’What in the world is going on?’

Just then, Ye Feng finally spoke. "Meng Gui, is this how you raise your children?"

Meng Gui’s voice trembled as he cried, "Mr. Ye, it is my failure to discipline my son that led him to offend you. I apologize!"

Ye Feng asked again, "Jumping in to stand up for your son without distinguishing right from wrong, siding with family over reason—is this your philosophy in life?"

"I was wrong! I’ll never dare to do it again!"

"Ready to kill someone over a single disagreement. Who gave you the confidence? Who gave you the nerve?"

Meng Gui: "..."

"Threatening to exterminate nine generations of a person’s family at the drop of a hat. You’re quite arrogant, aren’t you!"

Meng Gui: "..."

"Bullying others with your power, acting arrogant and domineering. Let me ask you, what gives your Meng family the right to be so tyrannical in Jiangcheng? Is it because your family is rich? Is it because your family is powerful?"

"Today, you ran into me. If you hadn’t, wouldn’t you have bullied Uncle Wang to death? Wouldn’t you have taken my wife’s innocence, and even her life?"

As Ye Feng’s voice grew harsher, Meng Gui was so terrified he wet his pants. He kowtowed repeatedly. "I was wrong! I beg you, sir, spare me! I’ll never dare to do it again."

Ye Feng stared at him, his gaze sharp, and said nothing.

Meng Gui then turned to Wang Luyao, kowtowing and begging for mercy.

"President Wang, I know that little bastard caused you harm. I’m willing to compensate you with one hundred million to make up for your losses!"

Shen Qing, standing nearby, sneered, "Meng Gui, the Madam suffered such a great grievance today, and you think you can settle it with just one hundred million? Is the Madam’s well-being so worthless?"

Cui Biao spoke with a deadly chill, "Why waste words on him? This kind of scum is a menace to society. We should just dump him in the river..."

"No!" Meng Gui shrieked. "I’m willing to give up half of the Meng family’s assets to compensate President Wang for her losses! President Wang, I beg you, please spare me! I’ll never do it again, sob..."

Wang Luyao, in the end, had a soft heart. She glared at Meng Gui and said:

"Patriarch Meng, I hope that in the future, you will properly discipline your family’s children and be more restrained in your own actions. Get up!"

"Thank you, President Wang! Thank you for your magnanimity, President Wang." Meng Gui let out a long sigh of relief. He struggled to his feet, called his men over, and they carried Meng Weifeng away, helping the curly-haired woman as they made a miserable retreat.

Once outside, Meng Weifeng could no longer hold back. He glared at Meng Gui and shouted angrily:

"That bastard practically crippled me, but not only did you not get revenge for me, you knelt and begged him for mercy! You tell me, am I your son, or is he your son? What the hell is wrong with you today?"

Hearing Meng Weifeng dare to speak to him so insolently, Meng Gui’s face flushed with anger. He raised his hand to strike Meng Weifeng, but after holding it in the air for a long time, he couldn’t bring himself to let it fall.

He looked at Meng Weifeng, his eyes red, and cried, "Son, do you think I wanted to hit you? I’m telling you, I didn’t! It might be your body that’s getting hit, but it’s my heart that’s in pain!

"But if I hadn’t hit you today, do you think that bastard would have spared you? Do you think you’d still be alive?"

Meng Weifeng yelled back, unconvinced, "Dad, he’s a nobody! Do you really need to be so afraid of him?"

"You unfilial son! Even now, you still think he’s just some nobody?

"Do you have any idea who he is? Let me enlighten you. He’s the Young Master of the Dragon King Pavilion, the Young Master of the Hundred Flowers Building, and Yuan Long’s nephew. Any single one of those identities is enough to crush our Meng family to dust.

"Do you know how the Lin family, one of the four great families, was destroyed? It was because they provoked him!

"You tell me, what do you think I am in his eyes? Nothing!

"If we hadn’t gotten his forgiveness today, he could have destroyed our entire Meng family with a single word. Now, do you understand just what kind of tyrannical existence you’ve provoked?"

Meng Weifeng stared blankly at Meng Gui, his face instantly turning deathly pale. He finally understood what kind of tyrannical existence he had provoked. He finally realized that he was incredibly lucky just to have escaped with his life today.

Meng Gui looked at him, sighed, and said, "Son, consider today a lesson bought and paid for. From now on, we both need to tuck our tails between our legs and behave. Otherwise, we definitely won’t live past two episodes."

Meng Weifeng instantly went limp, like a stray dog that had its bones removed.

He had been thinking about getting revenge on Ye Feng, but now, he wouldn’t dare entertain such a thought. Trying to get revenge on Ye Feng? That was purely a case of thinking he had lived for too long!

...

「Emperor Hotel.」

Ye Feng looked at the assembled group and said with a wry smile, "Why are you all here?"

Shen Qing glared at Ye Feng and said unhappily, "And you have the nerve to ask, Young Master? We should be the ones upset with you! President Wang’s engagement is such a huge event, yet you didn’t tell us. Do you even see us as your subordinates?"

Cui Biao also piped up, "Boss, you really went too far today. I’m telling you, you’re getting a three-drink penalty for this."

Yuan Long also chimed in with a smile, "I agree with that."

Ye Feng laughed helplessly.

Just then, the hotel manager ran over in a panic, bowing and scraping before Ye Feng. "Mr. Ye, I truly had no idea it was you! Otherwise, I never would have handled things that way today. To show my sincerest apologies, I’ve mobilized all my staff and cleared out the entire Emperor Hotel to serve as the venue for your and the Madam’s engagement."

Hearing this, the eyes of the people around them nearly bulged out. The Emperor Hotel, as one of the few five-star hotels in Jiangcheng, was almost always fully booked. Yet the manager had kicked everyone out. The losses from that had to be over a million. This guy was really willing to spare no expense to suck up to Ye Feng!

But the hotel manager knew that his actions today had thoroughly offended Ye Feng. If he didn’t make a significant investment, he would never be able to obtain Ye Feng’s forgiveness.

So after speaking, the manager quickly looked up, staring at Ye Feng with hopeful, anxious eyes. He felt his heart leap into his throat. If this big shot didn’t forgive him today, he would have no choice but to close up shop and get lost.