Chapter 263: I Did Lay a Hand on You, So What?

Chapter 263: Chapter 263: I Did Lay a Hand on You, So What?

As he spoke, he raised his right palm. An intensely frigid chill instantly filled the air. The flowers and plants in the room quickly withered, and the tea in the cups froze solid in a heartbeat.

Luo Xin looked at Ye Feng and said with a smug grin, "Ever heard of the Ice Palm? This is it! Come on, today I’ll let you witness my signature technique! I’ll finish you right here!"

With that, he thrust his right palm violently toward Ye Feng.

But before his palm could even reach Ye Feng, Ye Feng’s right hand shot up. Though he moved second, he struck first, clamping down on Luo Xin’s neck and lifting him off the ground. Ye Feng then looked at him and said with a grin:

"Finish me right here, you say?"

Luo Xin struggled desperately, but he couldn’t break free from Ye Feng’s grasp no matter what. His face instantly turned deathly pale.

"You... how are you so strong?"

But he quickly recovered, looking at Ye Feng with a sinister smile. "So what if you’re skilled? Don’t forget, your Third Senior Sister is still in my hands!"

The moment he finished speaking, the big man behind Chen Yun’Er pressed the long blade in his hand down sharply.

A line of blood instantly appeared on Chen Yun’Er’s neck.

Luo Xin looked at Ye Feng and chuckled. "If you don’t want to watch her die, you’d better put me down. Obediently, now.

I can spare her today, but on one condition: you kill yourself right here in front of me. What does it matter how strong you are? I’ve got you by the throat. You’ll still do as I say!"

From behind him, Chen Yun’Er screamed, "Ye Feng, don’t worry about me! Just go!"

Ye Feng shook his head and said calmly, "Senior Sister, as long as I’m here, I won’t let any harm come to you. Besides, these ants are no match for us!"

Luo Xin stared at Ye Feng and sneered. "Still haven’t grasped the situation, have you? Fine. I’ll give you a wake-up call!"

Then he roared, "Chop that bitch’s head off!"

"Yes, sir!" the goon replied, preparing to bring the cleaver down. But in the next instant, a terrifying pressure enveloped him. He couldn’t even breathe, let alone kill someone. He could only watch, paralyzed, as Ye Feng walked over and simply took the cleaver from his hand.

Ye Feng looked at him and chuckled. "I told you that you were no match for us. Do you believe me now?"

With that, he thrust the cleaver forward, plunging it directly into the goon’s chest. The man let out a bloodcurdling scream and collapsed limply to the floor.

Ye Feng reached out and snapped her bonds. Chen Yun’Er cried out and threw herself into his arms, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Wrapping an arm around Chen Yun’Er’s slender waist, Ye Feng said with a smile, "Senior Sister, I told you. As long as I’m here, no harm will come to you."

Chen Yun’Er nodded repeatedly, a happy smile spreading across her face. But she quickly came to her senses.

’We’re not alone!’

She quickly pushed Ye Feng away, her pretty face instantly turning as red as a beet.

Just then, Luo Xin, still dangling to the side, also came to his senses. He glared at Ye Feng and said in a cold voice, "You’d better let me go. Otherwise, the person backing me will definitely come for you!"

Ye Feng looked at Luo Xin and said calmly, "Do you know why I’ve wasted so much time talking with you? I only have one objective: to find out who’s pulling your strings.

So speak. Or I’ll exterminate your entire clan."

Luo Xin stared at Ye Feng and sneered. "Exterminate my clan? Do you have the guts? Don’t forget, this is the Imperial Capital. If you dare to go on a killing spree, the authorities will hunt you down and tear you to pieces!"

Ye Feng looked at Luo Xin and said calmly, "I dared to wipe out the Martial Arts Association. Do you really think I wouldn’t dare to kill your entire family?"

"The Martial Arts Association... you’re the one who destroyed it? You killed all five hundred of them?" Luo Xin stared at Ye Feng and shrieked, his face turning ashen. He began to tremble uncontrollably.

Ye Feng just chuckled and made a call. "Squad Leader Ouyang, it’s Ye Feng. Follow my orders. I want you to round up Luo Xin’s entire family, now..."

Feeling the undisguised killing intent radiating from Ye Feng, Luo Xin was so terrified he wet his pants. He screamed, "I’ll talk! I’ll talk! The one who told me to go after Leader Chen was Zheng Wen from the Imperial Palace! He’s the Empress’s steward!"

"Zheng Wen, you say. I’ll remember that." Ye Feng nodded at Luo Xin. "I can spare your family. But you dared to lay a hand on my Senior Sister. For that, you don’t get to live."

As he finished, his right hand tightened abruptly. A sharp CRACK of breaking bone echoed as Luo Xin’s neck was snapped. With a flick of his wrist, Ye Feng tossed the corpse to the floor.

Chen Yun’Er looked at Ye Feng and said, "Ye Feng, I found him. The mastermind behind the car crash, the one who tried to have you killed, was this same Zheng Wen."

Ye Feng nodded. "Good. I understand."

With that, he turned and walked away.

"Ye Feng, where are you going?" Chen Yun’Er hurried after him, blocking his path.

"I’m going to find that Zheng Wen," Ye Feng said calmly, but the chilling killing intent in his voice was unmistakable. "He dared to reach his filthy paws out to you. I don’t mind chopping them off."

Chen Yun’Er’s face paled. "Ye Feng, are you insane? Zheng Wen works for the Empress! If you touch him, how could the Empress possibly spare you?"

Ye Feng just chuckled. "Forget the Empress. Even if God himself tried to harm you, I’d pin him to the ground and wipe the floor with him!"

With that, he strode away.

Chen Yun’Er’s face was pale. "This is... this is going to be a disaster. I... I have to tell First Senior Sister!"

With that, she took out her phone and made a call.

...

「At that moment.」

「The Imperial Palace.」

「The Eastern Palace.」

A lavishly dressed woman sat in the seat of honor, leisurely sipping her tea.

The Empress, Wu Xiu.

Standing before her was an old man in a long robe.

The Empress’s steward, Zheng Wen.

Zheng Wen looked at the Empress and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, I have already arranged for Luo Xin to deal with Ye Feng. This time, he won’t survive."

The Empress set down her teacup, nodded, and said in a cold voice, "He’s ruined my plans time and again. He deserves to die."

The Empress had barely finished speaking when a commotion erupted outside. "Insolence! How dare you trespass in the Eastern Palace! You’re courting death—"

The words were followed by a series of bloodcurdling screams. An instant later, a figure appeared in the doorway. He looked at Zheng Wen and spoke calmly:

"I’m not dead. Are you disappointed?"

Zheng Wen turned to see who it was and couldn’t help but gasp.

"Ye Feng!"

In the next moment, his expression changed drastically.

Ye Feng walked up to Zheng Wen, looked at him, and chuckled.

"So you’re the one who sent people after my Senior Sister?"

Zheng Wen shrieked, "That’s a baseless accusation!"

The words were barely out of his mouth before Ye Feng’s hand shot out, clamped around his neck, and lifted him off the ground. Ye Feng looked at him and chuckled.

"So what if I am slandering you?"

From behind them, the Empress’s face turned to ice. "Release him at once, or you will not be spared!"

Zheng Wen glared at Ye Feng and sneered, "Go on, try and touch a single hair on my head. The Empress will exterminate your entire clan!"

The words had barely left his lips when Ye Feng’s right hand clenched. A sharp CRACK of breaking bone echoed as Zheng Wen’s neck was snapped clean in two.

Zheng Wen’s eyes bulged. He stared blankly at Ye Feng, unable to believe what he was seeing.

Then, Ye Feng looked at him and said with a grin, "I did touch you. So what?"