Chapter 264: You Dare to Steal My Woman?

Chapter 264: Chapter 264: You Dare to Steal My Woman?

The Queen flew into a rage. "How dare you act so brazenly in my Eastern Palace! You’re looking for death! Guards!"

The moment the words left her mouth, a group of people charged in from outside.

The Queen pointed at Ye Feng and commanded in a cold voice, "Kill this bastard for me!"

The men shouted their assent and prepared to charge forward.

But just then, a cold voice rang out from outside, "I’d like to see who dares touch him!"

Following the voice, a woman in palace attire rushed in—it was the princess, Long Xi’Er!

Seeing the princess, the Queen’s face turned frigid. "This scoundrel trespassed in my Eastern Palace, murdered my people, and harbored ill intentions toward me. His crimes are unforgivable. Are you really going to protect him?"

Long Xi’Er, however, didn’t even spare the Queen a glance. She walked straight to Ye Feng, took his arm, and said calmly, "Prince Consort, come with me."

The Queen’s expression changed. "Prince Consort? What Prince Consort?"

Long Xi’Er turned to face the Queen and stated calmly, "Father has already arranged our marriage. He is my Prince Consort!

Oh, and one more thing—we will be holding our wedding ceremony tonight. You’re welcome to come and offer your congratulations!"

The Queen’s face fell. "What? You’re engaged to him? And without my consent? Do you still see me as your mother, the Queen?"

But Long Xi’Er simply turned to walk away. "As I said, Father arranged this marriage. If you have any objections, take them up with him!"

With that, she took Ye Feng’s arm and swept out of the room.

The Queen trembled with rage. A moment later, her expression turned icy. "A wedding, is it? Heh. I’m afraid that won’t be happening."

With that, she picked up her phone and made a call. "Your Highness, it seems someone is trying to steal the woman you have your heart set on..."

...

Ye Feng and Long Xi’Er were now outside.

Ye Feng wrapped an arm around Long Xi’Er’s slender waist, chuckling as he said, "So soft!"

"You bastard!" Long Xi’Er slapped his hand away, glaring at him as she roared in fury.

"How can you still be running your mouth at a time like this? Do you have any idea how much danger you were just in? Do you really think the Eastern Palace is some marketplace you can just waltz in and out of?"

"Well, let me tell you, it isn’t! The Eastern Palace is full of masters, a den of crouching tigers and hidden dragons. If I hadn’t come for you, do you really think you’d still be alive?"

Ye Feng chuckled as he looked at her. "Wifey, is this you being worried about me?" ℴ

"Worried about you my ass! If you hadn’t saved my father, I couldn’t be bothered with you!" Long Xi’Er shot him a fierce glare, then turned and stalked off.

Ye Feng chuckled at her retreating figure and called out, "Princess, tonight is our wedding night! Make sure you take a nice bath beforehand. I don’t like it when things are messy..."

"You...!" Long Xi’Er spun around, glaring at Ye Feng and seething through clenched teeth. "I really shouldn’t have saved you!"

With that, she spun around and stormed off. Ye Feng just laughed and headed toward the palace exit.

Just as Ye Feng stepped outside the palace, a group of people blocked his path.

Their leader was a young man dressed in designer clothes, carrying an air of nobility. However, the dark, sunken circles under his eyes betrayed him for what he was: a man clearly given to debauchery.

The man blocked Ye Feng’s path and said coldly, "Stop right there!"

Ye Feng looked at the man and asked calmly, "And who might you be?"

A man in a yellow jacket standing behind the prince glared at Ye Feng and announced, "Allow me to introduce you. This is His Highness, Prince Wu Lun of Myanmar!"

Ye Feng remained perfectly calm. "And why are you blocking my way?"

Seeing Ye Feng’s impossibly arrogant demeanor, the man in the yellow jacket’s eyes bulged. "Why are we blocking you? You fucking stole our Prince’s woman, that’s why!"

Ye Feng chuckled. "A woman from a barbarian country? You think I’d steal her? Heh, I wouldn’t want her even if you gave her to me."

The man in the yellow jacket roared at Ye Feng, "What fucking barbarian country woman? I’m talking about Princess Long Xi’Er of the Great Xia Country!

Our Prince has had his eye on Long Xi’Er for a long time now. She is his woman, you understand?"

Ye Feng laughed. "So just because he wants her, that makes her his woman? By that logic, if I decide I want your mother, does that make her my woman?"

"You bastard!" the man in the yellow jacket exploded with rage. He pointed a trembling finger at Ye Feng and roared, "Not only are you trying to steal our Prince’s woman, but you also dare to speak to us with such insolence! Are you trying to die...?"

But before he could finish, Ye Feng shot out a hand, grabbed the man’s wrist, and twisted.

With a sharp SNAP, Ye Feng broke the man’s wrist.

The man let out a piercing scream and staggered back, clutching his broken wrist and trembling uncontrollably.

Ye Feng chuckled. "You know, I really hate it when people point their fingers at me."

Wu Lun sneered at Ye Feng. "Breaking my man’s arm right in front of me... You’ve got some nerve."

He then turned to a large, bald man beside him and said calmly, "Go over there and teach him a lesson."

The bald man nodded and advanced menacingly toward Ye Feng.

At that moment, Caiyun, who had just reached the palace gates, saw the confrontation between Ye Feng and Wu Lun. Her expression changed drastically, and she quickly pulled out her phone to call Long Xi’Er.

"Princess, Ye Feng is fighting with Wu Lun!"

Long Xi’Er’s voice came shouting through the phone, "Why is that man so determined to cause trouble? I’m on my way!"

Then she hung up.

Caiyun saw the bald man rush up to Ye Feng, ready to strike. She sprinted over, placed herself in front of Ye Feng, and glared at Wu Lun.

"He belongs to the Princess! How dare you touch him!"

Hearing Caiyun’s words only stoked Wu Lun’s fury. He stared at her and said coldly,

"You want to step in and save him? You’re dreaming. Even if Long Xi’Er herself were here, I would still cripple this bastard right in front of her.

This is the price for daring to fight me for a woman! Do it! Castrate him!"

"You dare!" Caiyun drew her longsword, preparing to engage the bald man.

But Ye Feng pulled her behind him, smiling.

"Don’t worry. This piece of trash is no threat to me."

Caiyun stared at Ye Feng and shouted, "Just because you’re a skilled physician, you think you’re an expert in everything? You’re dreaming! This man is obviously a master. You can’t take him! Step aside and let me!"

She tried to rush forward again, but the bald man sneered at Ye Feng. "Still trying to hide behind a woman? Dream on. You won’t be walking away from this today!"

The moment the words were out, he swung his right fist, aiming a brutal blow at Ye Feng’s temple.

Caiyun had no time to intercept. As she saw the man’s fist about to crash into Ye Feng’s skull, she couldn’t help but scream out,

"Ye Feng, get out of the way...!"

But before the words even left her mouth, she saw Ye Feng lift his right foot and kick the bald man square in the stomach.

The bald man let out a piercing shriek as he was sent flying backward, slamming hard onto the ground. He didn’t get back up.

’Caiyun’s eyes nearly popped out of her head. ’Based on that man’s power and speed, his cultivation must be at least Tier Five Martial Emperor! Even I might not have been able to defeat him... But Ye Feng took him out with a single kick?’

’This Ye Feng... he’s actually this skilled?’

Across from them, a flicker of surprise flashed in Wu Lun’s eyes as he watched Ye Feng, but he quickly recovered his composure.

He stared at Ye Feng and said coldly, "No wonder you dared to steal my woman. So you do have a bit of skill. But that’s not nearly enough to impress me!"

With that, he turned to a Tuduo wearing a metal headband behind him and said respectfully,

"National Preceptor, it seems I must trouble you to handle this."

The Tuduo nodded and walked toward Ye Feng.