Chapter 275: Taking Them Down One by One

Chapter 275: Chapter 275: Taking Them Down One by One

At that moment, a young man sitting next to Wang Shanshan said with a frown,

"Shanshan, did you just wet yourself? You never used to have this problem, did you?"

It was Wang Shanshan’s husband, Li Cun!

Wang Shanshan was so mortified she wanted to find a hole to crawl into. Her face flushed red as she said, "Oh, I probably just drank too much water. I’m going to the restroom!"

With that, she fled in disgrace, leaving a wet footprint with every step.

Seeing Wang Shanshan’s pathetic state, Wang Luyao let out a satisfied chuckle.

Just then, a middle-aged man in casual clothes looked at Wang Luyao and chided her in a deep voice, "Wickedly gloating like that. Where are your manners?"

Wang Shanshan’s father, Wang Jiang.

Wang Jiang looked at Wang Luyao with disgust and said, "You’re Wang Luyao, right? I can agree to give you a sum of money. Just go back to where you came from."

Nearby, Wang Duo looked at Wang Jiang and shouted angrily, "Luyao is my daughter! She’s a member of this family. This is her home, and no one is going to drive her away."

"You shut your mouth." Before Wang Duo could finish, Wang Jiang cut him off coldly. "Eldest Brother, do you really think you have any say in this family? Let me tell you, you don’t.

And what was that about her being a member of this family? Do you think she’s worthy? She’s not.

She’s been away from the Wang family for so long, living in some backwater countryside. She’s long since picked up crude and nasty habits, turning into some uncivilized hick. And now she wants to return to the Wang family? Hmph!"

The disdain on his face was completely unconcealed.

Hearing Wang Jiang’s sinister and venomous words, Wang Luyao, Meng Min, and Wang Duo all began to tremble with anger.

At this moment, Ye Feng, who was standing behind them, looked at Wang Jiang and said with a grin, "Is the Wang family of such a fine breed? Judging by the way you talk, I’d say you’re not all that great."

"You..." Ye Feng’s single sentence made Wang Jiang’s face turn livid. He pointed at Ye Feng and roared in fury, "Where did this peasant come from? How dare you act so insolently in my Wang family home! Get out of here right now!"

Wang Luyao reached out, took Ye Feng’s arm, and stated directly, "This is my husband."

Just then, Li Cun, who was sipping his tea, looked Ye Feng up and down and chuckled. "A crude person like Wang Luyao could only find a country bumpkin like this. It’s a perfect match, like a crooked knife for a gourd, haha..."

Wang Luyao was enraged again. She was about to lash out at Li Cun, but Ye Feng put a hand out to stop her, pulling her behind him. Then, he looked at Li Cun and asked with a grin, "And what breed of toad are you?"

"You..." Ye Feng’s one line almost made Li Cun choke with rage.

’His words are just too vicious.’

Wang Jiang glared at Ye Feng, furious. "What right do you have to speak to my son-in-law like that? Do you have any idea who he is?

Let me tell you, he’s a disciple of the Shaolin Temple! He’s studied martial arts there for twenty years, and his skills have reached a masterful level. Do you know what his cultivation level is? I’ll tell you: Tier One Martial Emperor.

Do you know why our Wang family can stand firm in the Imperial Capital, a city teeming with experts? It’s all because we have my son-in-law backing us. Understand?"

Ye Feng looked at Li Cun, his eyes widening. "Wow, an expert! So if I were to smash an ashtray on you, you’d be completely unharmed, right?"

Li Cun looked at Ye Feng and sneered. "What an ignorant fool. You actually think you can injure a Martial Emperor Level master with an ashtray? You’re dreaming. You couldn’t even hurt me with a machete, understand?"

Ye Feng looked at Li Cun with a worshipful expression. "Really? You’re so incredible! Oh, can I please try? Being able to say I smashed an ashtray on a Martial Emperor... that’s enough for me to brag about for half my life!"

Li Cun said smugly, "I’ll give you this chance to brag. Go ahead and smash it. Use all your strength, don’t hold back!"

Ye Feng nodded, grabbed the ashtray, and swung it at Li Cun’s head.

Li Cun was still showing off. "Let me tell you, against someone like you who knows nothing about martial arts, I don’t even need to circulate my Inner Strength. I can take anything you throw at me!"

Wang Jiang also chimed in with a cold laugh, "Exactly. These people are like ants before you. He can’t even scratch you..."

The moment Wang Jiang’s voice fell, the ashtray in Ye Feng’s hand had already connected with Li Cun’s head.

There was a loud CRACK, followed immediately by Li Cun’s bloodcurdling scream.

Wang Jiang watched, horrified, as Li Cun’s head was split open. Blood gushed out, instantly covering his face and leaving him in a pathetic state.

"Oh my god, son, go get that bandaged up, quickly!" Wang Jiang shrieked when he saw it.

Li Cun, no longer in any mood to brag, scrambled away.

Wang Jiang stared at Ye Feng, his eyes red with fury. "You... you..."

But Ye Feng’s next words nearly made him choke.

Ye Feng said with a panicked expression, "Oh dear, didn’t you say he was a Tier One Martial Emperor? Didn’t you say I could hit him however I wanted? How could an ant like me possibly hurt him?

Oh, please explain to me what’s going on! What happened?"

Wang Jiang stood there with his mouth agape, unable to speak. ’Explain my ass!’ he thought. ’How the hell should I know what happened?’

Seeing Wang Jiang’s face turn ashen with rage, yet unable to voice his grievance, Wang Luyao felt a surge of delight. ’That’s what you get for being so arrogant.’

Wang Jiang glared at Ye Feng and roared, "Get the hell out!"

Meng Min grabbed Ye Feng’s arm and said, "As long as I’m here, no one is kicking my son-in-law out!"

Wang Jiang glared at Meng Min and yelled, "If you dare make another peep, I’ll throw you out too!"

"You..." Meng Min also began to tremble with anger.

Behind them, Ye Feng smiled faintly. With a flick of his right index finger, an ox-hair-thin needle shot out like lightning and pierced one of Wang Jiang’s vital acupoints.

Wang Jiang’s body trembled slightly. The next moment, his expression became a sight to behold.

At that moment, Wang Luyao frowned and said, "Why does it stink so much? It smells like... manure!"

Ye Feng said matter-of-factly, "It doesn’t just ’smell like’ it. It is!"

He sniffed the air a few times, then pointed at Wang Jiang with a look of disgust and said,

"Hey, the smell is coming from you! You’re a grown man, why are you soiling yourself in public? Is this the kind of class the Wang family has?"

"You... you..." Wang Jiang glared at Ye Feng, about to erupt, but everyone clearly heard a soft FFFFT. Wang Jiang’s face instantly turned ashen.

He could no longer be bothered to argue with Ye Feng. Red-faced, he turned and ran outside.

And just like that, within moments of meeting, all three of their main champions had been defeated.

Wang Duo’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. "My goodness, Wang Shanshan never had a problem with wetting herself, and Wang Jiang has never soiled his pants... how could both things happen today?"

Wang Luyao suppressed a laugh and said, "Dad, Mom, Ye Feng is a Divine Doctor!"

"You mean... you’re the reason this happened to both of them?" Wang Duo looked at Ye Feng and exclaimed in astonishment.

Ye Feng spoke calmly, "They dared to insult my wife. This is the price they have to pay. If they weren’t related to Luyao by blood, their fate today would have been far worse."

As he spoke, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

Wang Duo wrung his hands and said, "We’re all family, after all. There’s no need for this!"

The moment he finished speaking, Meng Min cut him off coldly, "You may see them as family, but do they see you as family? No! They deserved a lesson!"

Wang Duo’s face turned red, and he was left speechless.

Just then, the door to the east wing opened, and an old man walked in.

The head of the Wang family, Wang Heng.