Chapter 127: Forced to Kneel

Chapter 127: Chapter 127: Forced to Kneel

Ye Feng turned to look at Xiaao Zhe, a grin spreading across his face. "Well, if it isn’t Xiaaoji!"

"My name is Xiaao Zhe! Xiaao Zhe, not Xiaaoji!"

Ye Feng’s single sentence instantly had Xiaao Zhe trembling with rage.

Ye Feng said nonchalantly, "A name is just a label. I find ’Xiaaoji’ more memorable, so from now on, you’re Xiaaoji."

"Fuck!" Xiaao Zhe felt like his lungs were about to explode.

Hearing Ye Feng’s words, Nangong Xue could barely keep herself from bursting out laughing.

Seeing Ye Feng embarrass him in front of a beautiful woman, Xiaao Zhe’s eyes turned red. He glared at Ye Feng, wishing he could tear him to shreds.

But he still wanted to maintain his composure in front of Nangong Xue. He took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and forced a chuckle as he looked at Ye Feng.

"You think a pathetic pauper like you is qualified to fight me for a woman? You’re not worthy!"

He then turned to Nangong Xue with a smug smile. "Xue’Er, let me tell you, sweet talk won’t help you. Only I can. I’ve already spoken to my father. As long as you agree to be my girlfriend, five hundred million will be in your account immediately. All of Holy Banner Group’s crises will be solved in a flash."

"Xue’Er, you have to understand. At our level, marriage between a man and a woman isn’t just about love anymore. It’s tangled up with too many financial interests..."

Before he could finish, Ye Feng looked at him with a grin and said, "Xiaaoji, have you ever considered the possibility that I’ve already solved Holy Banner Group’s problems?"

"You? HAHA..." The moment Ye Feng finished speaking, Xiaao Zhe burst out laughing, doubling over. "You solved Holy Banner Group’s problems? Are you trying to kill me with laughter? Do you even know what Holy Banner Group’s current capital shortfall is?"

"Let me tell you, it’s five hundred million!"

"Five hundred million! Even if you chopped yourself into mincemeat and sold it, you wouldn’t make that much money, understand?"

"Kid, you should at least draft your bullshit before you spew it. Otherwise, you’ll just make a fool of yourself. Got it? HAHA..."

Having finally won a round, Xiaao Zhe was ecstatic. ’This feels amazing,’ he thought. ’This is the peak. This is the climax of my life!’

But just as he was basking in his glory, Nangong Xue dangled a contract in front of him and said with a smile:

"You know what this is? A one-billion capital injection from the Rosefield Consortium. My boyfriend got it for us. He really wasn’t lying to you!"

Xiaao Zhe roared with laughter. "Xue’Er, stop trying to cover for him. The Rosefield Consortium? Even if he knows them, they sure as hell don’t know him!"

Nangong Xue held the contract out further, her smile widening. "Am I lying? Why don’t you take a look and find out?"

Xiaao Zhe casually took the contract and glanced at it, holding back a laugh as he spoke:

"I don’t even need to look to know this is a fake. I know it’s just a worthless piece of paper..."

But before the words were even out of his mouth, his eyes finally focused on the contract, and his pupils contracted sharply.

With Xiaao Zhe’s experience, how could he not tell? It was clearly a genuine, legally binding contract.

He looked at Nangong Xue and couldn’t help but shriek, "Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! Why would the Rosefield Consortium invest in you!"

Nangong Xue snatched the contract back and, grinning, said, "You don’t need to worry about that. All you need to understand now is that Holy Banner Group no longer requires your assistance. Which means you have no leverage over me. Got it?"

Without giving him another glance, she hooked her arm through Ye Feng’s again and, with a seductive smile, said, "Darling, didn’t you say you wanted to see my ass? Come on, I’ll take you to my room right now. You can look all you want!"

With that, she began to turn and lead Ye Feng away.

"Stop right there."

Xiaao Zhe roared in anger from behind them and rushed forward to block their path. He glared at Ye Feng, his eyes bloodshot as he bellowed:

"You piece of shit, trying to steal my woman! You’re not worthy! I’m warning you, get away from Xue’Er right now, or I’ll fucking destroy you..."

Before he could finish, Ye Feng’s hand shot up and a loud SLAP echoed as he smacked Xiaao Zhe across the face. Then, grinning, he asked:

"So, do you think I’m worthy now?"

Xiaao Zhe stared at Ye Feng, stunned. He never imagined Ye Feng would actually dare to hit him.

After a long moment, he finally processed it. He glared at Ye Feng, his eyes bloodshot, and roared:

"You bastard! You dare lay a hand on me? You got the guts? Try touching me again..."

Before he could finish, Ye Feng backhanded him across the face again. Grinning, he said:

"I tried. So what?"

Xiaao Zhe was about to explode with fury. He pointed a trembling finger at Ye Feng and roared:

"You piece of shit! You’re dead today! Not even God himself can save you now!"

With that, he whipped out his phone and made a call. "Uncle Jin, get up here! I’m being beaten! I’m being beaten!"

Soon, a middle-aged man in a black tracksuit appeared, striding forward with purpose.

When the man in the tracksuit saw that Xiaao Zhe’s head was beaten swollen like a pig’s, his expression instantly turned cold. "Young Master, who did this?"

Xiaao Zhe pointed at Ye Feng, roaring through gritted teeth, "It was him! Him! It was him!"

The man in the tracksuit whipped around to face Ye Feng, forcing the words through his teeth: "You’re the one who hit my Young Master?"

Ye Feng grinned. "Yeah. What, you got a problem with that?"

Behind them, Xiaao Zhe started yelling at Ye Feng again. "Kid, you still dare to be so arrogant in front of my Uncle Jin? Truly, the ignorant know no fear!

"So let me introduce you. This is Uncle Jin, a guardian of the Xiaao family, a martial artist at the peak of the Grandmaster realm. Forget a little ant like you, even if all the experts in Jiangcheng came, they wouldn’t be enough to withstand a single slap from him."

He then turned to the man in the tracksuit and said through gritted teeth, "Uncle Jin, cripple him! If he dies, I’ll take responsibility!"

The man in the tracksuit nodded, took a step forward, and instantly appeared before Ye Feng. He swung his right fist, bringing it down ruthlessly toward Ye Feng’s temple.

Before the fist even arrived, a cold, murderous intent filled the air. Standing behind them, the hairs on Nangong Xue’s whole body stood on end.

She looked at Ye Feng and couldn’t help but scream, "Ye Feng, look out—"

But before she could finish, she saw Ye Feng casually wave his hand. To Nangong Xue’s astonishment, the menacing man in the tracksuit flew backward as if he’d been hit by a high-speed train, soaring straight out the window.

From outside came a dull THUD, followed by a bloodcurdling scream that was quickly silenced.

Ye Feng dusted off his hands, looked at Xiaao Zhe with a grin, and said, "Is that it?"

Xiaao Zhe stared at Ye Feng, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

A guardian of the Xiaao family, an expert at the peak of the Grandmaster realm, couldn’t even withstand a single strike from Ye Feng.

He finally realized he’d messed with the wrong person. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "You bastard, don’t get cocky! The Xiaao family’s foundation is stronger than you can possibly handle! Just you wait!"

With that, he turned to leave.

But he hadn’t taken two steps before Ye Feng kicked him square in the back.

Xiaao Zhe fell flat on the ground and skidded more than ten meters, tearing his clothes and scraping his face bloody.

Xiaao Zhe couldn’t help but scream in pain.

Then, Ye Feng’s indifferent voice sounded from behind him. "I, Ye Feng, do not bring disaster upon my enemies’ families. But if the Xiaao family no longer wishes to exist, then by all means, come at me."

Xiaao Zhe struggled to his feet and staggered outside.

Once outside Holy Banner Bank, Xiaao Zhe pulled out his phone and made a call. The instant it connected, he started crying and shouting:

"Dad! I’m being beaten to death! I’m really being beaten to death! Waaaah..."

An enraged roar immediately came through the phone: "Who dares to touch my son?! Do they have a death wish?! You just wait! I’m bringing men over right now to get your revenge! Revenge!"