Chapter 216: Do You Think I Can Keep You in Check?

Chapter 216: Chapter 216: Do You Think I Can Keep You in Check?

The man in the tracksuit looked at the youth and sneered, "You want to play the hero and save the damsel? Are you looking to die?"

He then glanced at the few people behind him who had risen to their feet. "Young Master Jin Hao of the Jin family is conducting business," he announced calmly. "Anyone who dares to interfere dies!"

Someone recognized the man in the suit, and their face instantly paled. All of them obediently sat back down, no longer daring to intervene.

The man in the tracksuit looked at Su Youning, spread his hands, and roared with laughter. "See that? No one dares to get involved with us now. So, your only way out is to keep Brother Jin company. Once you’ve taken good care of him, he’ll naturally let you go. Got it? Now, get over here."

With that, he reached for Su Youning’s arm.

Su Youning’s face went white with fear.

But at that very moment, a figure blurred past, appearing in front of Su Youning. He grabbed the tracksuit-clad man’s wrist and twisted it backward.

CRACK!

With a sharp snap, the man’s wrist was broken clean in two.

The man in the tracksuit let out a bloodcurdling scream of pain.

Then, an icy voice rang out, "Since you don’t want these paws, I’ll just break them."

Ye Feng had arrived.

Su Youning cried out and threw her arms around Ye Feng, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Ye Feng gently patted her shoulder and soothed her, "It’s okay now. I’m here!"

Ye Feng had barely finished speaking when the man in the suit behind them slammed a hand on the table and shot to his feet. He glared at Ye Feng and roared, "You’re here? Who the fuck do you think you are? How dare you get in the way of me picking up a girl? You must have a death wish! Do you have any idea who I am? Let me tell you—"

Before he could finish, Ye Feng suddenly shot out a hand, grabbed him by the hair, and smashed his face straight down onto the table.

A dull THUD was followed by the man’s bloodcurdling shriek.

When the man in the suit raised his head, the pupils of the onlookers behind him contracted in shock.

A large gash had been smashed into the man’s forehead, from which blood gushed freely. His nose was broken and caved in. His face was utterly ruined.

The man in the tracksuit stared at Ye Feng and roared in fury, "You bastard! How dare you attack Young Master Jin so viciously! You’re in for it now! You are in deep, deep trouble!"

With that, he pulled out his phone and made a call.

A kind soul in the crowd looked at Ye Feng and offered a well-intentioned warning, "Kid, that’s Young Master Jin. He’s the grandson of Jin Biao, one of the Dragon Kings of the Dragon King Pavilion. By hitting him, you’ve just picked a fight with the entire Dragon King Pavilion. You should get out of here, fast! Once his people arrive, you won’t be able to escape!"

But the man in the suit, Jin Hao, shrieked, "Thinking of leaving? Dream on! Even if you crawl into a rat hole today, I’ll drag you out!..."

Before he could finish his threat, Ye Feng’s right foot shot out and slammed directly into his groin.

With two sickening THUDS, Jin Hao let out an inhuman scream and collapsed to the floor, his body curling up like a cooked shrimp. A pool of blood quickly spread out on the ground from between his legs—a horrifying sight.

The onlookers were all dumbfounded with terror.

’They had already revealed Jin Hao’s identity, but Ye Feng still dared to attack, and he even castrated him! This... how could this person be so reckless?’

The tracksuit-clad man at his side was also frozen stiff, completely petrified. Just then, an imperious voice came through the phone:

"Hello?"

The man in the tracksuit finally snapped out of it. His voice trembling, he yelled into the phone, "Golden Dragon King, something terrible has happened! Young Master Jin... Young Master Jin has been castrated..."

"AH—" Before the man could finish, a bloodcurdling cry echoed from the phone. "My grandson!"

The next moment, it was followed by a furious roar, "Location! Give me the location!"

The man in the tracksuit hastily replied, "Fangfang’s Braised Meats..."

A deafening roar instantly boomed from the phone, "Tell that bastard who hurt my grandson to wait right there! I’m on my way! And tell him not to even think about running, because I’ll tear the world apart to find him!"

With that, there was a loud SMACK, as if the phone on the other end had been shattered, followed by the beeping of a disconnected line.

The man in the tracksuit hung up, turned to Ye Feng, and snarled through gritted teeth, "You just wait. The Old Master is on his way. Then you can just wait to be torn limb from limb..."

Before he could finish, Ye Feng kicked out. The man went flying and crashed hard onto the ground, coughing up mouthfuls of blood.

Ye Feng stated flatly, "So noisy."

Jin Hao’s few remaining cronies were so scared they nearly pissed their pants. ’He’s taking out anyone who makes a sound!’

The men were so frightened they shut their mouths tight. Not one of them dared to make another peep.

Su Youning looked at Ye Feng, her eyes filled with fear.

But Ye Feng acted as if nothing was wrong. He calmly picked up a chicken neck with his chopsticks, placed it on Su Youning’s plate, and said gently, "Go on, eat. It really is quite good."

Everyone: "..."

Just then, a flurry of urgent footsteps sounded from outside. Moments later, a group of people stormed in.

They were all dressed in matching martial arts uniforms. On the left breast of each uniform was an embroidered Cyan Dragon, baring its fangs and claws with extraordinary ferocity.

Leading them was a tall, red-haired old man with a grim face. On the left breast of his uniform was a massive red dragon soaring through clouds and mist, looking even more terrifying.

One of the Four Great Dragon Kings of the Dragon King Pavilion: the Red-haired Dragon King, Jin Biao.

Seeing Jin Biao, Jin Hao immediately latched onto him like a final lifeline, wailing shrilly, "Grandpa, I’ve been castrated! The Jin family bloodline... it’s going to end with me! WAAAH..."

Seeing Jin Hao’s mangled state, Jin Biao let out a furious roar. "On the very doorstep of my Dragon King Pavilion, someone dared to do this to my, Jin Biao’s, grandson! This is like someone climbing onto my neck to shit and piss! This is a slap in the face to the Dragon King Pavilion! Who did this? WHO WAS IT?!"

The man in the tracksuit pointed a finger at Ye Feng, who still had his back to the door and was leisurely gnawing on a chicken neck. "Golden Dragon King," he said through gritted teeth, "it was that bastard."

Jin Biao stared at Ye Feng’s back and spoke, each word dripping with menace. "Turn around. Let me see just what kind of big shot you think you are. If you have the power to back this up, then fine. But if you don’t, I will dig up your ancestors’ graves."

Ye Feng slowly turned around, looked at Jin Biao, and said calmly, "What do you think? Am I enough to put you in your place?"

BOOM!

The moment Jin Biao saw Ye Feng’s face, his soul shattered with terror.

Just that morning, the Elder Pavilion Master had sent Ye Feng’s photograph to the Pavilion Master of the Dragon King Pavilion, informing him that the Young Pavilion Master, Ye Feng, had arrived in the Imperial Capital. All members of the Dragon King Pavilion were told to prepare to welcome him. The Four Great Dragon Kings had also seen the photo, so how could Jin Biao possibly not recognize him?

’He couldn’t believe it. The person his grandson had provoked was the Young Pavilion Master of the Dragon King Pavilion! And he himself had just threatened to dig up the man’s ancestral grave!’

’Thinking of the iron-clad laws of the Dragon King Pavilion, Jin Biao began to tremble uncontrollably. This... this was a death sentence!’

But the man in the tracksuit, oblivious to Jin Biao’s reaction, was still screaming, "Who the hell do you think you are, acting so high and mighty in front of the Golden Dragon King? I’m telling you, if the Golden Dragon King doesn’t flay you alive today, I’ll take your damn name—"

But before he could finish, the scene that unfolded next left everyone frozen in place, utterly dumbfounded.