Chapter 222: One Day, I Will Raze the Martial Association

Chapter 222: Chapter 222: One Day, I Will Raze the Martial Association

Ouyang Qingqing glared at Ye Feng, her teeth clenched. "You piece of trash, you’re about to die right here. This is the price you pay for provoking me and the Dragon King Pavilion."

Ye Feng casually tossed her to the ground, then turned to Ouyang Nan. "You’re the one who’s going to cripple me?" he asked calmly.

Ouyang Nan, who was just about to charge Ye Feng from behind, finally got a clear look at him. He froze in place, his expression changing drastically.

He never imagined that the one harassing his daughter was such a titan.

The memory of himself clamoring to cripple the Young Pavilion Master just moments ago made Ouyang Nan’s face drain of all color.

The Old Dragon King of the Dragon King Pavilion had established an iron law, the first article of which was: any who dare to disrespect their superiors shall be killed without mercy!

’And I was just shouting about killing him. That’s just asking for a death wish, being tired of living!’

When he thought of this, Ouyang Nan’s face went white.

But Ouyang Qingqing, oblivious to Ouyang Nan’s reaction, scrambled up from the ground. She glared at Ye Feng and roared in fury:

"What? You think you have any chance of resisting in front of my father? In front of all the elders at the Dragon King Pavilion headquarters, you think you have a hope of fighting back? Let me tell you, you don’t!

Today, you’re a dead man. A dead man..."

But before the words were even out of her mouth, the scene that unfolded next nearly made her eyes pop out of their sockets.

She watched, wide-eyed, as Ouyang Nan, instead of attacking Ye Feng, staggered over to him. He fell to his knees with a THUD and spoke with utmost respect:

"Ouyang Nan, Squad Leader of the Dragon King Pavilion headquarters, greets the Young Pavilion Master!"

Immediately after, everyone behind him, including the Four Great Dragon Kings, knelt in unison behind Ouyang Nan. They bowed respectfully to Ye Feng and announced, "All members of the Dragon King Pavilion greet the Young Pavilion Master!"

Young Pavilion Master?

Ouyang Nan’s words struck Ouyang Qingqing like a clap of thunder, leaving her utterly stunned.

’Oh, heavens,’

’The young man I’ve been threatening to kill this whole time is actually the Young Pavilion Master of the Dragon King Pavilion?’

She looked at Ye Feng, her face instantly turning ashen.

’I’m completely finished today! Even if Ye Feng were to spare me, my own father wouldn’t let me off the hook.’

Sure enough, Ouyang Nan rose from the ground, looked at Ye Feng, and spoke through clenched teeth:

"Young Pavilion Master, this wretched girl dared to disrespect you. I will deal with her now, according to the Pavilion’s rules!"

With that, he spun around, a dark expression on his face. He walked up to Ouyang Qingqing, raised his right palm, and prepared to strike.

Ouyang Qingqing’s pretty face instantly turned deathly pale!

Just then, however, Ye Feng chuckled from behind them.

"Squad Leader Ouyang, there’s no need. It’s only natural for young people to be a bit impulsive."

Ouyang Nan let out a long sigh of relief. He glared at Ouyang Qingqing and bellowed:

"What are you waiting for? Go thank the Young Pavilion Master for sparing your life!"

Ouyang Qingqing, no longer daring to act arrogant, stumbled over to Ye Feng. She fell to her knees with a PLOP and said in a trembling voice:

"Ouyang Qingqing thanks the Young Pavilion Master for sparing my life!"

Ye Feng smiled. "Ouyang Qingqing, those few taps I gave you just now have already cleared your meridians. Your chest pains won’t bother you again!"

Ouyang Qingqing felt for a moment, and her eyes instantly lit up. She looked at Ye Feng and exclaimed excitedly:

"I’m really cured! Young Pavilion Master, Qingqing was too shortsighted."

She paused to think for a moment, then looked at Ye Feng and added hastily, "Young Pavilion Master, from now on, you can hit me whenever you want, however you want! Qingqing is willing!"

The crowd behind them erupted in laughter.

Everyone respectfully escorted Ye Feng into the Dragon King Pavilion and led him to the main hall. Ye Feng took the seat of honor and looked at Ouyang Nan.

"Squad Leader Ouyang, the Dragon King Pavilion seems to be in a rather sorry state."

Ouyang Nan’s face filled with shame. "It is all due to my incompetence. I have failed the Elder Pavilion Master and you, Young Pavilion Master!"

Jin Biao, who was standing nearby, quickly interjected, "Young Pavilion Master, Squad Leader Ouyang is just being modest. The Dragon King Pavilion’s current predicament is entirely due to suppression from the Martial Arts Association. Not only is the Association teeming with masters, but it also has a terrifying backer. Our Dragon King Pavilion can’t hold out against them, which is why we’ve fallen into this state of gradual decline!"

Ye Feng listened, then spoke nonchalantly, "This Martial Arts Association sounds quite arrogant. Once I’ve finished my business here, I’ll pay them a visit. I’d like to see for myself what they’re really made of."

He then looked at Ouyang Nan and ordered, "Squad Leader Ouyang, transfer the Dragon King Pavilion’s elites from every region to the Imperial Capital. The day will come when I will flatten the Martial Arts Association!"

Upon hearing Ye Feng’s words, the men behind him staggered, nearly falling to the floor.

’Flatten the Martial Arts Association? Is he kidding?’

’Does he have any idea how massive the Martial Arts Association is? How terrifying they are?’

’He thinks he can flatten them with just a few words? Talk about a big ego!’

Everyone looked at Ye Feng, shaking their heads inwardly. ’So the Young Pavilion Master is just all talk.’

Though no one said it aloud, they couldn’t help but look down on Ye Feng a little in their hearts.

...

「At the same time, in the general manager’s office at Hundred Herbs Hall.」

A curly-haired woman in a business suit sat casually in the executive chair, rocking back and forth as she chatted on the phone:

"Boss, that old coot Su Zheng is sick beyond recovery. He definitely won’t make it through the day.

That’s right. I followed your instructions perfectly. I’ve been putting a tiny bit of poison in his teacup every day. There are absolutely no signs of poisoning!

I’ve made sure to find out—the Su family already had a Divine Doctor diagnose Su Zheng. The result was organ failure. No matter how you spin it, it has nothing to do with us!

Boss, getting rid of Su Zheng so quietly... your plan is truly brilliant. Hehehe..."

But before her laughter could fade, a calm voice sounded from the doorway. "Who are you on the phone with? You sound so happy!"

As the voice spoke, the door was pushed open and a man walked in.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" the arrogant, curly-haired woman snapped, spinning around to glare at the newcomer. But the next second, she recognized who it was and let out a piercing shriek.

"How can you still be here...!?"

The newcomer was none other than the general manager of Hundred Herbs Hall himself, Su Zheng!

Su Zheng walked up to the curly-haired woman and looked down at her. "You thought I’d never be back, didn’t you?" he asked calmly.

The curly-haired woman snapped back to her senses. She looked up at Su Zheng, shaking her head quickly and forcing a smile.

"Oh, President Su, I misspoke! I just meant, what are you doing here so early? Here, let me make you some tea!"

With that, she scurried over, poured a cup of tea, and returned to Su Zheng, offering it with both hands.

Su Zheng stared at her. "Still trying to poison me?" he asked coolly.

A flash of panic flickered in the woman’s eyes, but she quickly concealed it.

She gave Su Zheng a bewitching smile. "President Su, what are you talking about? You’re so good to me. I’d sooner poison myself than ever lay a hand on you!"

Then, she puffed out her chest and subtly brushed against him. The next moment, she brazenly pressed her body against his, closed her eyes slightly, and offered up her trembling, pouting red lips.