Chapter 272: If I Say He Can’t Touch Me, Then He Can’t Touch Me

Chapter 272: Chapter 272: If I Say He Can’t Touch Me, Then He Can’t Touch Me

"Kill him? Kill my ass! Do you have any idea who this Ye Feng is? Let me tell you, he’s the current Prince Consort, and he’s also the Young Master of the Dragon King Pavilion.

Have you heard about the Dragon King Pavilion being wiped out, with over a thousand people slaughtered? He’s the one who did it!

And do you know how those big shots, the Minister of Personnel and the Minister of Justice, met their downfall? It was because their sons pissed off Ye Feng. Not only did their sons end up dead, but they themselves were stripped of their positions, going from high-ranking court officials to homeless dogs.

And you want me to go kill him for revenge? Are you fucking trying to send me to my death?"

The man in sunglasses’s face turned white as a sheet, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably. He never imagined he would provoke this Demon King today. ’I’m lucky just to have gotten out of there alive!’

It took him a long while to process what he’d heard. His voice trembling, he cried, "Master, are we really just going to let this go?"

The person on the other end of the line spoke through gritted teeth, "I don’t know if anyone else will get away with this, but I know you won’t. You bastards were always up to no good with the young master.

I’m sure you lot were the ones who egged him on to provoke Ye Feng today. Now the young master is dead, and you think you get to live?

You’re dreaming. All of you will commit suicide and accompany the young master in death. Otherwise, I’ll exterminate your entire families!"

A furious shout erupted from the phone, followed by the BEEP of the disconnected line.

The man in sunglasses let out a pathetic whimper. Like a spineless dog, he collapsed on the spot, turning into a useless puddle on the floor.

...

Meanwhile, in the Bentley, Wang Luyao looked at Ye Feng, her face pale as she cried out:

"Ye Feng, I told you he was the son of the Minister of Revenue! And you still killed him! How could you be so impulsive?"

Ye Feng chuckled. "Anyone who dares to touch my woman—I don’t care if it’s the son of some lowly Minister of Revenue or the King of Heaven himself—will have to die!"

Hearing this, Wang Luyao’s eyes suddenly lit up.

Just then, Xiao Yufei, sitting beside them, glared at Ye Feng and shouted:

"Ye Feng, you don’t even show any respect for the Minister of Revenue! Who do you think you are? An imperial relative?"

Ye Feng grinned slyly. "Well, you’re not wrong. I actually am an imperial relative..."

"An imperial relative my ass!" Xiao Yufei snapped, losing her temper. "Is this really the time to be bullshitting? Do you think that’s going to help?"

Nangong Xue, sitting nearby, said to Xiao Yufei, "Sister Yufei, what’s done is done. Blaming Ye Feng is useless now. We should hurry and think of a way to fix this!"

Xiao Yufei said bitterly, "How can we fix this? What connections do we have that can stand up to the Minister of Revenue? He’s one of the most powerful ministers in the court!"

Nangong Xue’s pretty face turned pale as well. ’She’s right... Who could possibly stand up to a man like that?’

Just then, Wang Luyao looked at Xiao Yufei and said, "Sister Yufei, what if we sell the Wind Chasing Group? We could use all the money to smooth things over and beg for Sun Hao’s forgiveness!"

Xiao Yufei shook her head bitterly. "We might be willing to pay any price to make amends, but do you really think Sun Hao will accept it?

Don’t forget, his son is dead. Do you think he’ll let us just buy our way out of this disaster?"

Wang Luyao’s face paled too. "Sister Yufei, what should we do now? We can’t just stand by and watch Ye Feng go to his death, can we?"

Xiao Yufei sighed. "What else can we do? We run. The farther we run, the better. It’s the only way to save his life! We need to turn around and get out of the Imperial Capital as fast as possible!"

She shot Ye Feng a fierce glare. "It’s all your fault, you menace! We must have been out of our minds. We never should have let you pick us up..."

Seeing that Ye Feng was still speeding ahead, Xiao Yufei was about to explode with rage. She glared at him and roared:

"I told you to turn around! Are you deaf? You won’t be happy until you get us all killed, will you?"

Ye Feng didn’t even ease up on the gas. He just grinned and said, "By the way, my three wives, did you come looking for me because you missed me?"

"Miss you my ass! Stop the car right now! Stop!" Xiao Yufei erupted in fury, swinging her fist at Ye Feng’s shoulder.

But Ye Feng just burst out laughing. "Don’t worry, Yufei. When I say Sun Hao can’t touch me, he can’t touch me! How about we make a bet? If I lose, I’ll willingly accept death. But if I win, no matter what else happens in the Imperial Capital this time, the three of you are not allowed to get angry! Do you dare to take that bet?"

Xiao Yufei clutched her chest. "What time do you think this is, spouting all this nonsense? You’re going to be the death of me! You’re killing me!"

Beside her, Nangong Xue said to Xiao Yufei, "Sister Yufei, maybe that Sun Hao will be reasonable and won’t hold us responsible..."

Nangong Xue had barely finished speaking when several luxury cars roared past them. A head poked out of one of the windows, and the man glared at Ye Feng and bellowed:

"I am the butler of Minister Sun from the Ministry of Revenue! Pull over immediately, or we’ll ram you off the road!"

Hearing this, Xiao Yufei’s face turned white as a sheet. "They’re here... They’re already here... His son is dead, how could he possibly let us go!"

Wang Luyao gritted her teeth and said, "What’s so scary about death? As long as I can die with Ye Feng, I have no regrets!"

"I have no regrets either!" Nangong Xue cried out as well.

At this, Ye Feng laughed heartily. "I haven’t enjoyed nearly enough time with you all yet. How could I bear to die!

Don’t worry. None of you will be harmed today. I give you my word!"

"Your word is worth shit!" Xiao Yufei glared at Ye Feng and yelled in exasperation, before letting out a sigh. "Forget it. I chose to be with this menace of yours, so I have no other choice. I’ll just die with you!"

Just then, Ye Feng stopped the car. The luxury cars also screeched to a halt, and a crowd of people poured out, surrounding the Bentley.

An old man in a long gown emerged from the crowd. He walked up to the Bentley and banged on the window, roaring furiously:

"All of you, get out of the car! Get out!"

Xiao Yufei quickly got out and faced the old man with an appeasing smile. "Sir, it was our fault that Young Master Sun Yang was killed. We are willing to pay to compensate you for your loss..."

"What? You actually killed Young Master Sun Yang?" the old man in the long gown shrieked.

"No wonder the Master ordered us to stop you! So you’re the ones who killed the young master! You won’t be leaving here alive today! Not a single one of you!"

Just then, another car screeched to a halt beside them. A middle-aged man in an official’s robe hurriedly got out.

Seeing the newcomer, the old man in the long gown rushed to greet him. He gritted his teeth and said:

"Master, we’ve stopped all these bastards. Don’t worry, none of them will escape!"

Nangong Xue recognized the man. It was the Minister of Revenue, Sun Hao.

Nangong Xue’s heart sank to the pit of her stomach. ’The man himself is here. This won’t end well. It’s time to meet our maker... It’s completely game over!’

But what happened next made her eyes go wide with disbelief.