Chapter 148: Tielin Temple Business: Meddle and Die

Chapter 148: Chapter 148: Tielin Temple Business: Meddle and Die

Two hours later, an exhausted Nangong Xue was fast asleep.

Ye Feng put a cigarette in his mouth and was about to light it when his phone rang. It was Wang Luyao.

Ye Feng casually answered, "Luyao, what’s up?"

After speaking, he flicked his lighter—CLICK—and brought the flame to the tip of his cigarette.

Wang Luyao’s resentful voice came through the phone. "If you’re done being busy, come on down. Sister Fei’er and I are waiting for you at the entrance of the Holy Banner Bank."

Ye Feng’s hand trembled, and the flame nearly singed his eyebrow.

’We’re really going to meet now? Is a fight about to break out?’

A phrase suddenly flashed through his mind: an Asura’s battlefield!

Wang Luyao’s next sentence nearly made him fall flat on his face off the bed.

"Oh, right. And bring Xue’er with you!"

Ye Feng’s eyes went wide.

’Am I trying to turn the whole world upside down?’

Twenty minutes later, Ye Feng and Nangong Xue arrived at the entrance and saw a Maserati Quattroporte parked there.

Wang Luyao waved at them, a wide smile on her face. "Get in. We’re going somewhere nice."

Ye Feng couldn’t help but feel a faint hint of killing intent in Wang Luyao’s smile, and a sudden chill ran down his spine.

But a moment later, he gritted his teeth. ’What’s coming is coming.’ He decided to face the music.

A little over ten minutes later, the four of them arrived at the Emperor Hotel. They got a private room, and the food and drinks were served quickly.

Ye Feng had braced himself for a three-way interrogation, but what happened next left him completely stunned.

Xiao Yufei raised her glass and said with sincerity, "Ye Feng, you’re leaving for Nanjun soon. We sisters wanted to give you a proper send-off. Here’s a toast to you. We hope you find clues about your parents as soon as possible, so our family can be reunited sooner rather than later!"

The other two girls also raised their glasses to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng let out a long sigh of relief. ’Looks like none of them intend to hold it against me!’

He quickly raised his glass, clinked it with the three girls, and said with a smile, "Thank you!"

Then he drained his glass in one go.

Just then, Nangong Xue got up to go to the restroom.

She came out of the stall and leaned over the sink to wash her hands. But in the next moment, a large hand landed squarely on her perky rear end and even gave it a squeeze.

Nangong Xue let out a terrified shriek and quickly spun around. She saw a monk standing behind her, holding one hand under his nose and sniffing it greedily. With an enraptured expression, he said:

"Wow, what a lovely fragrance!"

"You bastard!" Nangong Xue’s face went pale with anger.

The monk didn’t get angry. He took a wallet out of his pocket, pulled out a bank card, and waved it in front of Nangong Xue with a chuckle.

"Is ten thousand enough to buy you for a night?"

"You... you..." Nangong Xue was so angry her lips trembled, and she couldn’t speak.

The monk smiled faintly and pulled out another bank card. "If that’s not enough, I’ll add another fifty thousand. Sixty thousand for one night. I refuse to believe money can’t pry your legs open!"

"You’re shameless." Nangong Xue couldn’t take it anymore. She raised her hand and swung a slap at the monk’s face.

But before she could connect, the monk raised his right hand and grabbed her delicate wrist. He chuckled and said:

"Fighting isn’t your strong suit. Your talents lie in the bedroom, haha..."

"Help! Somebody help!" Seeing the monk pull her toward him, Nangong Xue couldn’t help but scream in terror.

Several people nearby saw the monk’s brazen and domineering behavior and burned with indignation. A few of them rushed over.

But they had barely taken a few steps when they heard the monk speak calmly:

"Wuneng of Tielin Temple is conducting business. Anyone who dares interfere dies!"

His voice was flat, but a terrifying killing intent instantly filled the air.

Hearing the monk’s words, the men froze as if hit by a paralyzing spell. They stood rigid, not one of them daring to take another step forward.

The monk was very pleased with the effect of his words. He turned back to Nangong Xue with a wide grin. "See that? No one can save you!

"You have two options. One, you take the money and serve me obediently. Two, you don’t take the money, and I take you by force. Will it be one or two?"

With that, he started pulling Nangong Xue into his embrace.

Nangong Xue struggled with all her might, but she couldn’t break free from the monk’s grip. Her eyes filled with tears of humiliation!

But just then, a dark figure flashed by like lightning, seized the large monk’s wrist, and twisted it back.

CRACK! With a sickening snap, the monk’s right arm was broken. He let out a blood-curdling scream and staggered back.

The monk looked up and saw a young man in a suit standing protectively in front of Nangong Xue. The man was looking at him and spoke calmly:

"I choose option three: crippling you."

As he spoke, he was already in front of the monk. He raised his right foot and brutally kicked him in the groin.

THUD! THUD! With two dull thumps, the monk was sent flying sideways. He crashed heavily to the ground, letting out an inhuman shriek as he curled up like a shrimp, his body twitching uncontrollably.

At that moment, Xiao Yufei also ran over. When she saw the monk on the ground, beaten beyond recognition, her expression changed drastically. She looked at Ye Feng, her face pale, and said:

"Ye Feng, why did you hit him? You’ve caused a huge disaster now."

Ye Feng turned to look at Xiao Yufei and asked calmly, "Is he that powerful?"

Xiao Yufei shook her head. "It’s not him that’s terrifying, it’s his master. Do you know who his master is? He’s the abbot of Tielin Temple in the southern suburbs, the One-Eared Monk."

"This One-Eared Monk is an incredibly skilled fighter. He’s ranked number one on Jiangcheng’s list of masters."

"And it’s said that he alone can take on five other people at once, using only one hand."

"Rumor has it he has already reached the level of a Martial Venerable. No one in all of Jiangcheng is his match."

"This disciple of his, Wuneng, bullies men and preys on women all over Jiangcheng, committing all sorts of evil. But no one dares to stop him, all because of his master!"

"By provoking him today, you’ve provoked his master. You’ve really stirred up a hornet’s nest!"

But Ye Feng’s next words left everyone in the crowd dumbfounded.

Ye Feng just gave a contemptuous laugh and chuckled. "The One-Eared Monk? Heh, he ain’t shit!"

Just then, Wuneng managed to recover a little. He struggled to his feet, turned to face Ye Feng, and snarled through gritted teeth:

"Fine! I’ll go get my master right now. We’ll see if he ’ain’t shit’ or not!"

He staggered as he turned to leave, but Ye Feng kicked him back to the ground. Then, Ye Feng planted a foot on his head and said with a chuckle:

"Trying to leave? I don’t think so. Go on, call that piece-of-shit master of yours. I’ll be waiting."

’I was just looking for a chance to make an example of someone,’ he thought. ’I didn’t expect some trash to serve himself up on a platter. Excellent. I’ll just pull them out by the roots.’

The monk’s ear was being crushed under the foot. He was trembling all over in pain. He took out his phone from his pocket, managed to dial a number, and shouted in a quavering voice:

"Master! I’m by the restrooms! I’ve been castrated! Now I’m pinned to the ground and being forced to submit! You have to come save me, or I’m going to be killed! Boo-hoo..."

An furious roar erupted from the phone: "Audacious! Absolutely audacious!"

Then, the call was disconnected, followed by the sound of a dial tone. BEEP... BEEP... BEEP...