Chapter 119: I Will Lead the Dragon King Pavilion Back to Glory

Chapter 119: Chapter 119: I Will Lead the Dragon King Pavilion Back to Glory

Just then, Ye Feng came outside. He was about to get in his car when he saw Cui Biao standing by the door, his cheeks red and swollen.

Cui Biao looked at the unharmed Ye Feng, and his face immediately fell.

"Boss, why is it that when you look at a beautiful woman’s butt, you’re perfectly fine, but when I go to look at my sweetheart’s butt, she just gives me two big slaps across the face?

This move of yours for wooing women doesn’t seem to work so well!"

Ye Feng froze for a second, then burst out laughing. "Old Cui, this move of mine is too advanced for you to learn overnight. I’ll teach you the ultimate move for picking up women. Next time you see her, just take her by force. It’s a guaranteed success."

With that, he suppressed a laugh, got into his car, and drove right off!

Watching the car disappear into the distance, Cui Biao scratched his head and muttered:

"Fighting and killing, I can do. But I’m really not good at this wooing women stuff. Could that move really work?"

After speaking, Cui Biao also got in his car and left.

Sitting in his car, Ye Feng couldn’t help but roar with laughter!

Just then, his phone rang. It was Wang Luyao. "Ye Feng, where have you been?"

"Oh, I went to check out Nangong Xue’s butt..." Ye Feng answered casually. He was halfway through the sentence when he realized what he’d said and quickly corrected himself.

"Oh, no, actually, I just..."

But before he could finish, he heard Wang Luyao chuckle. "Was it a nice view? How did it compare to mine?"

Ye Feng gave a bitter laugh. "I misspoke, okay? I’m heading back now to explain..."

He hadn’t even finished speaking when the line went dead with a BEEP BEEP BEEP.

Ye Feng slapped a hand to his face. ’This stupid mouth of mine can’t even tell a proper lie,’ he thought. ’I’m screwed. I’ll just have to explain when I get back!’

Ye Feng drove quickly, soon arriving at Angel Clothing Group. He went to Wang Luyao’s office, but when he reached out to push the door open, he found it was locked tight.

Ye Feng knocked and called out, "Luyao, open up! I want to come in and sleep!"

Wang Luyao’s light laughter came from inside the room. "Why don’t you go look at Nangong Xue’s butt? What are you doing here looking for me?

I’m telling you, Ye Feng, I can accept you being with Sister Yufei, but that doesn’t mean I’ll tolerate you sowing your wild oats all over the world!

You go out to flirt with girls and then come back to sleep with me? Dream on! I’m telling you, you’re not allowed to touch me for a week. Now get lost!"

"Wang Luyao, if you don’t open this door, I’m going to get angry."

"I’m giving *you* a chance right now."

"I’ll give *you* another chance!"

"I’ll give you one more, more, more chance."

But the door remained as immovable as a stone lion’s rear; it never opened.

Ye Feng muttered, "Fine, don’t open it. What’s the big deal? I’ll go home and sleep by myself."

With that, he turned and walked away.

Just as Ye Feng stepped into the elevator, the door behind him burst open with a BANG. Wang Luyao ran out, shouting, "Alright, I promise to give you one more chance..."

But there was no sign of Ye Feng at the door!

Wang Luyao was livid. She stomped her foot and yelled:

"Was it so hard to beg one more time? You have no patience at all! I’m so furious! Hmph! Even if you come back and beg now, I’ll never open the door for you again!"

With that, she turned back into her room, slamming the door shut with a BANG. Less than a minute later, she opened it again, but there was still no sign of Ye Feng.

Two minutes later, Wang Luyao opened the door again.

Two minutes and ten seconds later, Wang Luyao impatiently threw the door open yet again, only to be disappointed once more.

Wang Luyao was completely out of steam. That little rascal... was he really not coming to sleep here tonight?!

Wang Luyao was furious. "Hmph, what’s so great about you anyway? I can live a perfectly carefree life without you!"

With that, she lay down on the bed, but she tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

She had grown used to Ye Feng’s embrace. Without him suddenly by her side, she felt as if her entire world had become empty!

Only now did she understand: Ye Feng was like a drug. Once you were hooked, you could never quit!

She regretted it. She regretted chasing Ye Feng away. She picked up her phone, wanting to call him back, but a girl’s last shred of pride made her abandon the "shameless" idea.

She put down the phone and lay back in bed, tossing and turning until dawn!

...

Ye Feng left Angel Clothing Group and was just about to head back to the villa to sleep when Cui Biao drove up to him.

When Ye Feng saw that there were no slap marks on Cui Biao’s face, he was instantly confused.

"Hey, Old Cui, you didn’t go looking for your sweetheart, did you?"

’If he’d used that move, it would be a miracle if his face wasn’t beaten to a pulp!’

But Cui Biao looked at Ye Feng with a grave expression and said:

"Boss, I didn’t have time for that! Something major has happened!"

"Hm? Tell me," Ye Feng said coolly, leaning against a nearby tree, lighting a cigarette, and taking a drag.

Cui Biao looked at Ye Feng, his expression solemn as he spoke.

"Boss, the Martial Association has sent experts! I knew it! After we flattened the Jiangcheng branch of the Martial Association, I knew they wouldn’t let it go. Now they’ve finally made their move!"

"They sent experts?" Ye Feng flicked the ash from his cigarette.

"Yes, experts! True experts!" Cui Biao’s expression grew even more solemn. "Boss, you haven’t been off the mountain for long, so you might not fully understand the Martial Association. Let me give you a quick rundown!

"The Martial Association has Eight Grand Elders, Ten Guardians, and Sixteen Vajras. Every one of them is a heaven-defying existence!

"Each of the Sixteen Vajras has a cultivation at or above the Martial Venerable realm. Any one of them could come here and completely dominate all of Jiangcheng.

"Each of the Ten Guardians has a cultivation at or above the Martial Emperor realm.

"The Eight Grand Elders are even more monstrous—each of them is an Emperor Level master!

"Above the Eight Grand Elders is the President of the Martial Association. No one knows what level his cultivation has reached, because no one who has ever fought him has lived to tell the tale. It’s rumored that he can take on all Eight Grand Elders with just one hand. That should give you a glimpse of how terrifying he is.

"But all that is a bit far-removed. Let’s talk about the person the Martial Association sent this time. He’s one of the Sixteen Vajras, a man named Jia Hai. I hear his cultivation has already reached Tier Two Martial Venerable!

"You could combine all the experts in Jiangcheng, and it still wouldn’t be enough to withstand a single slap from him.

"Our brother Ah Dao is at the peak of the Martial Saint realm, which is incredible, but even he can’t hold a candle to Jia Hai!"

"Even Ah Dao can’t handle Jia Hai?" Ye Feng’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Cui Biao nodded hastily. "That’s right. But Boss, you don’t need to worry too much. I’ve already called the provincial Dragon King Pavilion for reinforcements. The higher-ups have agreed to send an expert to back us up."

The words had barely left his mouth when his phone began to ring insistently. Cui Biao glanced at the screen, answered quickly, and after listening for a moment, exclaimed in excitement:

"What? They’re sending Guardian Liao Yu? That’s fantastic! We’re saved!"

Hanging up, he looked at Ye Feng and said excitedly, "Boss, the higher-ups agreed to send a Guardian! We have nothing to fear now."

Ye Feng asked with interest, "Are the Guardians of our Dragon King Pavilion very strong?"

"Extremely! Boss, let me give you a quick rundown of the Dragon King Pavilion too!

"The Dragon King Pavilion has Four Dragon Kings, Eight Dragon Guards, and Sixteen Guardians.

"The Sixteen Guardians are all at the Martial Venerable level, the Eight Dragon Guards are Martial Emperor-level masters, and the Four Dragon Kings all have terrifying Emperor Level cultivation.

"To be honest, the strength of our Dragon King Pavilion isn’t that different from the Martial Association’s. But ever since the Elder Pavilion Master went into seclusion, the Dragon King Pavilion has been like a dragon without a head, with everyone acting on their own. Add to that the Martial Association’s terrifying backing and their cruel suppression, and that’s why the Dragon King Pavilion is now forced to take a back seat."

As he said this, a look of sorrow flickered in Cui Biao’s eyes.

Ye Feng murmured, "Now that I’m back, the Dragon King Pavilion will no longer be a dragon without a head, a pushover for anyone to bully! I will lead the Dragon King Pavilion back to its former glory."