Chapter 187: Today, I’m Going Big

Chapter 187: Chapter 187: Today, I’m Going Big

Ye Feng’s right foot slammed down. A sickening CRUNCH of bone echoed through the air. Before Wang Qiang could even scream, his neck was snapped. Ye Feng lifted his foot and kicked the corpse in front of Housekeeper Wang, speaking calmly:

"Here. Have him back."

Everyone present froze, staring blankly at Ye Feng. They simply couldn’t believe their eyes.

’He killed Wang Qiang? Right in front of the Martial Arts Association? The nerve of this guy is unbelievable!’

"Ah...!" Su Dingbang shrieked, his face instantly falling. He stared at Ye Feng, stomping his foot as he cried out, "Oh, why are you so impulsive? How could you kill him?"

He then turned to Housekeeper Wang, forcing a smile. "Housekeeper Wang, please don’t be angry. We can discuss this. Hundred Herbs Hall will compensate you for your losses, we’ll compen—"

In the end, he couldn’t even finish his own sentence. The man was dead. What good was compensation now?

It was only then that Housekeeper Wang snapped out of his stupor. He bent down, gathered Wang Qiang into his arms, and shook him violently, screaming, "Young Master! Young Master, wake up!"

Wake up? My ass. He was already having a nice chat with King Yama.

The housekeeper’s head snapped up, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Ye Feng as he roared, "You bastard! You dare kill the President’s son? You’re not walking out of here alive!"

With a wave of his hand, he bellowed, "Get him! Tear him to shreds! Shreds!"

The men behind him roared in affirmation, grabbed their weapons, and charged at Ye Feng.

Behind them, Su Dingbang shouted frantically, "Don’t be reckless! We can talk about this! Let’s just talk..."

But no one paid him any attention. They just raised their weapons and lunged at Ye Feng.

Su Dingbang stomped his foot, exclaiming, "That kid... It’s over. It’s all over. There’s no way he can survive an assault from the Martial Arts Association..."

The words had barely left his mouth when Ah Dao, standing behind Ye Feng, shot forward to meet the charge. Su Dingbang could only watch, wide-eyed, as the men from the Martial Arts Association were sent flying backward one by one, as if struck by a speeding train. They crashed heavily to the ground, their agonizing screams filling the air. In moments, not a single one was left standing.

Su Dingbang’s eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets. ’Holy shit, he’s that strong?’

Across from them, the housekeeper was also stunned stiff. It took him a long moment to come to his senses. He stared at Ah Dao and shrieked:

"A-Are you trying to make an enemy of the Martial Arts Association?"

From behind, Ye Feng’s calm voice cut in. "The Martial Arts Association? They’re not worth shit."

The housekeeper was floored by Ye Feng’s arrogance. He stared at Ye Feng and shrieked, "Wh-who the hell are you?"

Ye Feng answered calmly, "Ye Feng of the Ye family."

"Y-you’re Ye Feng!" the housekeeper shrieked. In the next instant, his face went deathly pale.

’No wonder he’s so arrogant. So he’s *that* Ye Feng.’

He glared at Ye Feng and shrieked, "So, it’s you, you bastard! I haven’t even settled the score with you for leveling the Jiangcheng Martial Arts Association and destroying my Vajra, and now you’ve killed our young master! We have a score to settle now. You just wait! You just wait!"

With that, he turned to leave.

But a moment later, a calm voice spoke from behind him. "Trying to leave? Did I say you could?"

The words had just left Ye Feng’s mouth when Ah Dao blurred, appearing in front of the housekeeper to block his path.

The housekeeper took a step back. Turning to face Ye Feng, his face ashen, he yelled:

"What? Are you going to keep me here? Do you intend to further provoke the authority of the Martial Arts Association?"

Ye Feng walked up to the housekeeper, let out a cold chuckle, and said, "I’ve said it before: the Martial Arts Association is not worth shit. Go back and give your president a message. Tell him to wash his neck, because I’m coming to take his head soon!"

The housekeeper glared at Ye Feng, grinding his teeth. "Fine! I’ll be sure to deliver your message!"

He turned to leave, but in the next instant, Ye Feng flicked his foot, sending a dropped machete flying into the air. Ye Feng caught it and, without hesitation, brought it down on the housekeeper’s shoulder.

SQUELCH! With a sickening thud, the housekeeper’s right arm was lopped off. He let out a piercing shriek of agony, clutching at his shoulder as blood spurted from between his fingers.

Ye Feng looked at the trembling man and said calmly, "You’re just a messenger. No need to go back in one piece."

The housekeeper didn’t dare make another sound. He staggered away, and only after he was a safe distance away did he scream back, "Just you wait! Just you wait!"

Witnessing this, the crowd was frozen in a stunned silence. ’The men from the Martial Arts Association... taken out by just two people? H-how is that possible?’

At that moment, Su Dingbang looked at Ye Feng, his voice trembling. "My boy, why are you so reckless? How could you have killed Wang Qiang?"

Ye Feng wrapped an arm around Su Youning’s slender waist and looked at Su Dingbang, his voice calm. "If he had only targeted me today, I might have spared his life. But he shouldn’t have had ideas about Ningning."

"As long as I’m here, anyone who dares to touch Ningning dies!"

For the first time, Su Youning didn’t struggle against his touch. A faint smile even appeared in her eyes.

Su Dingbang suddenly put it all together. "Y-you’re the Old Master’s disciple... Ye Feng?"

"That’s me," Ye Feng said calmly.

Su Dingbang’s eyes lit up, but his expression immediately soured again. "My boy, you’ve killed Wang Qiang and crippled so many of their people. There’s no way the Martial Arts Association will forgive you, and there’s no way they’ll forgive Hundred Herbs Hall!"

"You’ve brought about a catastrophe! An absolute catastrophe!"

Ye Feng sneered. "I told you, the Martial Arts Association is not worth shit."

Su Dingbang cried out, "My boy, your fearlessness comes from ignorance! You have no idea how terrifying the Martial Arts Association really is!"

"The Martial Arts Association is the number one power in the entire Great Xia Empire! They don’t just have branches all over Great Xia and masters as numerous as the clouds; they’re also backed by terrifyingly powerful figures! Their reach is limitless! How can you possibly take on such a behemoth!"

Ye Feng just chuckled. "Branches all over Great Xia, you say? Then I’ll just uproot them one by one. Masters as numerous as clouds? Then I’ll just swat them down one by one."

With that, he turned and walked toward the car, his calm voice trailing behind him:

"Ah Dao. Let’s pay the Martial Arts Association a visit. There’s no need for the Nanjun branch to exist any longer."

Ah Dao grunted in assent and followed close behind.

Ye Feng pulled out his phone and sent a text: "Brothers, head to the Martial Arts Association. We’re making a big move today."

Just then, Su Youning hurried forward a few steps and called out urgently to him, "Be careful!"

Ye Feng turned back, a slight smile playing on his lips as he looked at her.

"When I get back, I expect to see you wearing those clothes I bought you!"

With a hearty laugh, he got into the car, slammed on the accelerator, and sped off.

Su Youning suddenly remembered something, and her pretty face instantly turned scarlet.

Seeing Su Youning’s reaction, Su Dingbang understood instantly. The girl had fallen for him.

His expression darkened. He walked over to Su Youning’s side and sighed. "Ningning... forget him."

Hearing this, Su Feng, who was standing nearby, hurried over. She looked at Su Dingbang in astonishment and asked:

"Grandpa, weren’t you determined to have Ningning marry Ye Feng? Why would you say that now?"