Ye Fan didn’t open his mouth, and Feng Hanshao felt even less annoyed in his heart!
Upon hearing Ye Fan’s words, Feng Hanshao suddenly felt like his lungs were about to burst.
Damn!
It was all because of that idiot from the Ye Family that, taking advantage of his brief absence, someone actually snatched his wife from him?
The wife who was already set to be his, in the blink of an eye, became Ye Fan’s wife?
And there Ye Fan was, flaunting and showing off, as if he were grinding Feng Hanshao’s face against the ground!
Moreover, just now Liu Zijian and He Gang had also fallen into Ye Fan’s hands!
This Ye Fan, why was he so annoying?
“Ye Fan… you’re seeking death!” Feng Hanshao glared coldly at Ye Fan, “A fool from the Ye Family, since you have a dog’s life to live, you should wag your tail properly at people, not strut around. Who gave you the courage?”
Feng Hanshao knew from various sources that Ye Fan seemed to have recovered his normal senses.
Priest Yan, who he had sent to cause trouble at Su Yixue’s factory, also mysteriously vanished, most likely dead at the hands of Ye Fan.
Today, in the presence of so many people, it was also time to settle the total account with the Ye Family.
“Ye Fan, let me tell you! Others may fear you, but the Feng Family does not!” Feng Hanshao began in a somber voice, “Now, kneel before me right this instant and sever an arm for yourself. I can spare you a dog’s life and let others kill you!”
All of Ye Family’s staunch enemies were trying by any means to hunt down Ye Fan.
With so many guests on the scene, Feng Hanshao did not want to bear the blame for killing Ye Fan and thus face retaliation from both the Tianlong Army and the legitimate line of the Ye Family.
Simply punishing Ye Fan and saving some face for himself was enough!
Although Feng Hanshao said he wasn’t afraid of Ye Fan, when Jin Yang attacked Ye Fan before and those mysterious masters intervened to solve Jin Yang, Feng Hanshao still had some apprehensions.
Furthermore, Feng Hanshao had already detected the Martial Breath emanating from Ye Fan’s body, a strength that was not weak, at least at the Martial Venerable Peak!
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As the legitimate eldest son of the Ancient Martial Feng Family, under the accumulation of the family’s resources, Feng Hanshao’s strength had already reached the Martial Emperor Second Grade… but his actual combat experience had not yet reached that level, so he was very cautious!
“Kneel? Why don’t you teach me how, Young Master Feng?” A slight smile appeared on the corner of Ye Fan’s mouth, this Feng Hanshao, back in Cloud City, had instructed Priest Yan to cause trouble in Su Yixue’s factory, and now he was targeting the Ren Family.
With the information Ye Fan currently had, he was still unclear about what Feng Hanshao really wanted to do. Was he somehow connected to Prince Jin and also wanted to crush the Ye Family?
Regardless, now that Feng Hanshao had come today, the feud between Ye Fan and Feng Hanshao was thoroughly established.
For such a scion of the Ancient Martial Arts, there was only one way to deal with him: either kill him outright or intimidate him thoroughly!
Whoosh!
As Ye Fan voiced his rebuke, a Qi Force Fluctuation stirred around him, and in the blink of an eye, his body vanished from the spot!
The next moment, a crisp sound echoed through the hall!
Slap!
Ye Fan’s slap landed fiercely on Feng Hanshao’s face. Feng Hanshao hadn’t even realized what had happened when he found himself spinning several times, seeing stars!
“Fuck… so fast…”
Feng Hanshao’s heart throbbed violently, his pupils dilated, and he was greatly shocked!
He was, after all, a formidable figure at the Martial Emperor Level. How could he be so unaware of Ye Fan’s approach, not even sensing it?
Thud!
While Feng Hanshao was still searching for Ye Fan’s trace, Ye Fan reappeared behind him and punched him on the shoulder, forcibly knocking Feng Hanshao to his knees on the ground.
Thud!
Feng Hanshao’s knees and the ceramic tiles on the floor collided with a dull sound, as if bones were shattering, causing everyone in the hall to wince in pain.
“Young Master Feng, what’s with you? We haven’t even celebrated the New Year, and you’re already kneeling before me? I really can’t accept your gesture of worship!” Ye Fan stood in front of Feng Hanshao, a wicked smile on his face as his eyes brimmed with mockery.
“Ye Fan… you’re asking for death… ah…” Feng Hanshao almost went mad with rage, hurriedly springing up from the ground and screaming hysterically.
Kneel to your grandpa!
Damn it, you think I want to kneel?
It’s clearly your trick, but you make it sound as if I willingly knelt before you!
Feng Hanshao, infuriated, swung his fist, planning to launch an attack on Ye Fan.
Powerful Martial Emperor Level Qi Forces exploded in the hall, causing visible ripples in the air and shaking the entire building.
“A Martial Emperor powerhouse? My God, Young Master Feng is actually a Martial Emperor… too powerful!”
“Who would have thought? The Feng Family has actually produced such a monstrous talent. It seems likely they will rise to become the foremost family among the Ancient Martial Families!”
“No wonder Young Master Feng is so arrogant. He has the capital to be so!”
The guests at the scene felt a mix of fear and excitement, wary that the fight might affect them, yet eager to observe up close, feeling a profound shock internally.
Feng Hanshao is so young and already a Martial Emperor powerhouse; his future seems exceptionally bright.
“Have you thought about this? Though Feng Hanshao is so formidable, Ye Fan just slapped him across the face, and Feng Hanshao didn’t dodge at all. What kind of strength does that make Young Master Ye?”
“Ah! Right, my God, two freaks!”
In the center of the hall, Ye Fan easily dodged Feng Hanshao’s punch and continued taunting, “Isn’t Young Master Feng kneeling to worship me? I remember now, just a moment ago Young Master Feng wanted me to kneel and apologize. This must be a demonstration, right?”
“Ah, I get it now! But kneeling? That’s out of the question!”
Ye Fan dropped his mocking demeanor and quickly grabbed Feng Hanshao’s arm, saying, “Young Master Feng, Ren Xueying is now my wife! You have no business here. I advise you to roll out of here immediately and to not provoke me again… I, Young Master Ye, am not someone you can afford to offend!”
Ye Fan glared intensely at Feng Hanshao and coldly continued, “I have yet to settle the score with you for Priest Yan’s attack on the Su Family. If you insist on causing trouble here today, don’t blame me for being rude!”
“Presumptuous!” Feng Hanshao’s arm was grabbed, his expression darkened as he desperately tried to muster his Martial Emperor Second Grade strength to struggle free from Ye Fan’s grasp.
But no matter how hard Feng Hanshao tried, he found Ye Fan’s wrist immovable like a steel clamp!
Huh?
Feng Hanshao’s pupils dilated with shock as a thousand metaphorical wild horses stampeded through his mind!
“You… you’re also a Martial Emperor powerhouse?” In that moment, Feng Hanshao realized why Ye Fan had been so at ease facing him.
Ye Fan was also a Martial Emperor, and his strength was clearly much stronger than his own, at least above Martial Emperor Second Grade.
“Hmph! Knowing that, why don’t you get lost?” Ye Fan kicked Feng Hanshao in the groin, sending him flying several meters away, where he landed miserably on the ground, taking a tumble.
Hiss!
Feng Hanshao felt a searing pain in his groin, grinding his teeth in agony as he struggled to stand, his face darkening as he glared at Ye Fan.
Although Ye Fan was also a Martial Emperor, things had gotten a bit tricky today. But Feng Hanshao couldn’t bear to leave just like that!
The unique constitution of Ren Xueying was something Feng Hanshao had to get his hands on; how could he just let Ye Fan monopolize her?
“Ye Fan, don’t be too smug! Did you think you were the only Martial Emperor powerhouse here? Let me tell you, tonight I’ve also invited a big shot from Southwest to join us… With you as one Martial Emperor against two, or even three, let’s see how you handle it…”
Pausing for a moment, Feng Hanshao turned to Ren Zhenghua and continued, “Ren Zhenghua, you’re going to regret kneeling and begging me later! Without Elder Pang and my introduction, the Nether Group would never sign the contract with you!”
