Chapter 67: From Now On, Be My Live-in Son-in-law

Chapter 67: Chapter 67: From Now On, Be My Live-in Son-in-law

The move Ye Feng had just made, throwing the dagger... Meng Qiang knew he couldn’t have done it himself. It was then he realized that Ye Feng was the true master. Ye Feng had dared to come to the Martial Arts Association relying on nothing but his own strength.

Ye Feng helped Wang Luyao up and looked at the dumbstruck Meng Qiang across from him. He spoke nonchalantly, "You’re not qualified to know what I’m capable of. What you should know is... it’s your turn now!"

The next moment, his voice turned icy. "You dared to touch my woman. You... deserve to die!"

Meng Qiang shrieked, "You—you said this woman had nothing to do with you!"

Ye Feng chuckled. "If I hadn’t said that, would you have let your guard down? Would I have had the chance to cripple that bastard?"

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

’When Ye Feng said those things earlier, it really hurt. But now I understand! He doesn’t disregard me; he was trying to save me!’

Her gaze, as she looked at Ye Feng, was now filled with tender affection.

But when Meng Qiang heard this, he was so angry he nearly spat up blood. "You... you treacherous bastard...!"

The moment the words left his mouth, Ah Dao shot toward him like a lightning bolt.

Meng Qiang let out a terrified scream and turned to run, but he hadn’t taken more than a few steps before he felt a hand tighten around his neck and his body was lifted straight off the ground. Then came Ah Dao’s voice: "My big bro didn’t say you could leave. You’re not going anywhere."

Meng Qiang struggled desperately, but he couldn’t break free from Ah Dao’s grip. Ah Dao carried him over to Ye Feng like he was a helpless chick.

Seeing that his underlings were almost all unconscious or dead, and that Vice-Chairman Peng Zhi was embedded in the concrete floor, he realized he was all alone. His nerve broke completely.

He looked at Ye Feng and forced a smile. "Ye Feng, this is all a misunderstanding, a big misunderstanding. If you just let me go today, I can give you money. How about ten million? If that’s not enough, fifty million! Or just name your price. I won’t haggle."

Ye Feng looked at him and chuckled. "One of your men said something earlier, and I’ll say the same to you. If I fucked your mother and then offered you money, would you accept it?"

"You..." Meng Qiang’s face turned green with rage.

Ye Feng looked at Meng Qiang and chuckled. "Meng Qiang, I told you. If you dare to touch the people around me, I will never let you go. Trying to buy your life with money? You’re dreaming."

Seeing the undisguised killing intent in Ye Feng’s eyes, Meng Qiang shrieked, "Ye Feng, if you dare to kill me today, the Martial Arts Association will never forgive you!"

Ye Feng looked at him and chuckled. "The Martial Arts Association? They’re not worth shit. It’d be one thing if they don’t come looking for trouble, but if they dare... I’ll kill them one by one. If two come, I’ll kill a pair. Alright, it’s time for you to go."

The moment he finished speaking, Ah Dao, who was standing behind Meng Qiang, suddenly tightened his right hand. A CRACK of breaking bones rang out. Meng Qiang’s eyes flew wide open, but soon his pupils dilated. His head lolled to one side, his body convulsed a few times, and then he was still.

Just then, Cui Biao regained consciousness. He sat up, looked at the bodies strewn across the floor, and exclaimed in surprise, "Is it... already over?"

Ye Feng looked at him and said calmly, "Master San, today I officially appoint you as the Branch Master of the Dragon King Pavilion’s Jiangcheng branch. Are you willing to accept?"

Cui Biao was stunned for a moment, but he quickly understood and shouted excitedly, "I am willing! I am willing!"

’Before, he was technically a member of the Dragon King Pavilion, but he was at the very bottom, with absolutely no say in anything. But now Ye Feng has appointed him as the Branch Master of the Jiangcheng branch! This means that from now on, he finally has a voice. This is a huge promotion! How could he not be ecstatic?’

Ye Feng nodded, put his arm around Wang Luyao, and turned to walk out. His calm voice drifted back from behind him. "I said I would level the Jiangcheng Martial Arts Association today, and I’ve done it. From this day forward, this is no longer the Martial Arts Association’s branch. It is my Dragon King Pavilion’s Jiangcheng branch."

Cui Biao shouted excitedly, "Rest assured, Young Pavilion Master! I’ll guard this place for you and make sure the flag of the Martial Arts Association never flies over this land again!"

With that, he picked up his phone and made a call. As soon as it connected, he spoke with authority, "All brothers, listen up! Get your asses to the Martial Arts Association branch within half an hour! Oh, no—the Dragon King Pavilion branch..."

Ye Feng gave a slight nod and walked outside with Wang Luyao.

Little did Ye Feng know, word of tonight’s events spread quickly.

A piece of news soon traveled through the streets and alleyways of Jiangcheng.

Ye Feng had hired an unparalleled master and completely flattened the Jiangcheng Martial Arts Association.

This news was like a bombshell dropped into a calm lake, instantly creating a massive uproar.

What did the Martial Arts Association represent? It was the most domineering power in Jiangcheng! Not only was it filled with masters as numerous as the clouds, but it also had an unfathomably terrifying background. In Jiangcheng, everyone had long regarded it as a terrifying force that no one dared to provoke. Yet today, Ye Feng had led his people to flatten it. This... this Ye Feng was far too bold! Truly, the ignorant know no fear!

Just wait and see. The Martial Arts Association would never let Ye Feng off the hook. A world-shaking change was bound to follow.

...

However, the instigator of this whole affair, Ye Feng, was currently being pestered by Wang Luyao.

Looking at Ye Feng walking ahead of her, Wang Luyao said in a sweet, delicate voice, "My legs are feeling weak again."

With that, she suddenly ran forward a few steps, leaped up, and latched onto Ye Feng’s back.

Ye Feng: "..."

The two of them got back in the car. Ye Feng looked at Wang Luyao and asked, "Where are we going to take a look at your chest?"

This time, Wang Luyao didn’t seem to mind at all and readily replied, "Let’s go back to that private room..." But halfway through her sentence, her face suddenly turned pale. "Um, let’s go to my company instead."

’Twice now! Both times I was in that private room, waiting for a rendezvous with Ye Feng, and both times I was kidnapped and carried away. That room has become a total nightmare for me now. I wouldn’t be caught dead there again!’

’Our stars must be crossed in that place!’

Ye Feng smiled, started the car, and sped toward Angel Apparel.

Wang Luyao looked at Ye Feng and asked doubtfully, "Ye Feng, it’s not like I, Wang Luyao, am some important person. How did I get kidnapped twice in one day?"

Ye Feng looked at Wang Luyao and said with some guilt, "Wang Luyao, I won’t hide it from you. You’ve been through this ordeal twice entirely because of me. They kidnapped you, but their real target was me—they wanted revenge. If it weren’t for your connection to me, they never would have come after you."

Wang Luyao glared at Ye Feng, absolutely livid. "Let me tell you something, Ye Feng! Since knowing you, I haven’t gotten a single damn thing out of it. In fact, I’ve nearly died twice because of you! Nope, this won’t do. You have to compensate me."

"Didn’t I already give you all of Li Chao’s assets? Isn’t that enough compensation?"

"Not enough." Wang Luyao stared at Ye Feng like a mama cat, her expression adorably fierce. "Money can’t heal my emotional trauma. So, I’ve decided to add you to my harem. From now on, you can be my live-in husband."

Ye Feng’s next words nearly drove Wang Luyao mad with anger.