Chapter 109: Chapter 13 Apology?
A Desert Hunter, a Genetic Warrior, expecting him to apologize?
Ming Yu didn’t mind Ye Qingdie and the others, just two servants, what more could they do.
Besides, it was the owner of the manor who had invited them here today, seeking something from them.
However, such beautiful servants were indeed a rare sight.
As the host, Lin Jian also maintained an attitude of watching the excitement, as if he enjoyed the spectacle and even hoped something would happen.
These two really seemed made for each other.
Ye Qingdie turned around, took the wine bottle from Elsa’s hand, walked up to Ming Yu, and poured the wine over his head from above.
Then she tossed the bottle in front of him.
Ming Yu, with his head bowed, his hair wet and dripping, wiped it dry with his hands, his hands now also covered in wine.
Lin Jian beside him was also stunned, having not expected Ye Qingdie to be so fierce.
Ming Yu lifted his head, his eyes flashing a cold light as he stared at Ye Qingdie and said, “You lowlife, you’re seeking death.”
Behind Ming Yu stood two Genetic Warriors, who stepped forward.
“Take her down, slap her,” Ming Yu said icily.
The two lunged forward, attempting to take down Ye Qingdie, yet they saw her lift her leg in a sweeping kick, repelling both Genetic Warriors.
They showed an unusual expression, then rushed forward together, lifting their feet to deliver a flying kick at Ye Qingdie.
Ye Qingdie likewise lifted her leg, colliding with one while blocking the other’s kick with her arm.
But the two attacked simultaneously, both wielding immense strength.
The terrifying force broke through her defense.
“Bang…”
Ye Qingdie took a hit, slid back, and was caught by Xu Mo.
“Are you okay?” Xu Mo asked softly, a ferocity now present on him.
Since leaving the Underworld, he hadn’t felt this ferociousness in a long time.
Even when he was plotted against by Yang Ming, he hadn’t felt it.
But Ming Yu, he had drawn out Xu Mo’s ferocity.
“I’m fine,” Ye Qingdie shook her head.
Xu Mo looked up, glancing at the two figures in front of him.
The two Genetic Warriors also had distinct features: one had thick arms, his body swollen as if bulging with muscles, fists huge, filled with explosive power.
The other was short and stocky with an enormous head, highly disproportionate to his body.
Ming Yu had gotten to his feet, now out of control with rage, a servant daring to be so presumptuous; he glared at Ye Qingdie and commanded, “Bring that wretch over here.”
The two Genetic Warriors moved forward, Xu Mo pulling Ye Qingdie behind him.
The muscular-armed Genetic Warrior threw a powerful punch, which Xu Mo reached out to directly catch.
The other sprang a kick, which Xu Mo avoided, causing the attacker to miss and pass by his side, Xu Mo’s arm reaching over the attacker’s body, precisely pressing down on his head, slamming it towards the ground.
“Bang!” A loud noise, the back of the man’s head crashing hard onto the floor, blood spilling out.
The one whose fist Xu Mo had caught tried to strike with his other hand, but Xu Mo grabbed it with his returning hand.
Twisting both hands forcefully, a scream was elicited.
Xu Mo withdrew his right hand, stepping forward, placing his palm on the man’s face, pressing down.
“Bang!”
Another loud noise, the man was forcefully pushed to the ground, hitting his head on the ground, bleeding heavily, and he was knocked out cold.
Xu Mo was best at fighting violence with violence.
Ming Yu’s face turned particularly ugly; he had not expected a servant of the Lin Family to dare to be so dominant, not to mention mighty enough to knock down two Genetic Warriors.
As the two lay bleeding on the ground, Lin Jian also felt a tremor in her heart.
Xu Mo had always ignored her during their interactions and didn’t seem to have much of a temper.
It was only during the car accident the night before that she felt Xu Mo’s temper might not be that good.
But now, she felt a violent air coming from Xu Mo.
She was even somewhat afraid of him.
How could he dare to be so bold?
Xu Mo walked step by step towards Ming Yu, who began to retreat.
Two more Genetic Warriors stepped forward, Ming Yu shouted, “Take him down!”
He, however, turned and walked towards the lawn.
A mere servant daring to be so arrogant, let Lin Yuan take care of him.
Standing in front of Xu Mo, he also felt some fear; that guy’s gaze was like that of someone who had walked out of a pile of corpses.
It was frightening.
Such a drastic change.
He wouldn’t take this loss.
The two Genetic Warriors charged forward, although they had weapons on them.
But this place was still within the Lin Family Mansion, they were not so unrestrained yet.
“Bang, bang…” Two more sounds rang out, and in a blink, both were down.
Xu Mo continued to chase in Ming Yu’s direction.
Hearing the sounds from behind, Ming Yu quickened his pace, running toward the lawn.
This bastard really dared to make a move on him.
Lin Jian’s face changed continuously, and she also rose to pursue.
The situation seemed somewhat off, surpassing her expectations.
At this rate, the banquet might be affected.
If this continued, she feared she wouldn’t be able to settle things.
At the banquet, many guests also heard the noise and looked towards the commotion.
Then they saw Ming Yu apparently running in their direction.
Behind him, a figure was in pursuit, chasing down Ming Yu.
“What’s this…”
Several people at the banquet were stunned.
What had happened?
The Young Master of a guest family was being chased and attacked by a hired hand of the host family?
This kind of thing is rare to see anywhere.
Ming Hui looked over there, his eyebrows furrowed momentarily, but he remained seated without moving.
He naturally knew what kind of person Ming Yu was, most likely he had provoked some trouble again.
However, no matter how much trouble he caused, after all, he was his younger brother.
These matters here should be well handled by Lin Yuan, right?
Lin Xi also frowned.
Xu Mo didn’t seem like an impulsive person, so why was he relentlessly pursuing Ming Yu? It looked like he was about to make a move on him.
Moreover, Ming Yu seemed to have gotten dirty, as if stained by wine.
Her gaze shifted to the two people behind them; Lin Jian was also running over in this direction, could it be her doing again?
“What are you doing?” Lin Yuan had already stood up and shouted at Ming Yu and Xu Mo, who were running over.
Ming Yu slowed down and let out a sigh of relief, then said, “Uncle Lin, your servant has poured wine on me and beaten up my people, and now is chasing after me, getting ready to make a move on me.”
Although he was a profligate son, he was not foolish.
What happened previously wasn’t important, and Lin Yuan wouldn’t ask about it either.
Lin Xi’s face changed slightly upon hearing his words.
Why would Xu Mo do this?
A Desert Hunter who walked the line between life and death wouldn’t be so impulsive.
Ming Yu’s one-sided story was not credible, it must be that he had done something to infuriate Xu Mo.
Lin Yuan naturally also understood that things couldn’t be as Ming Yu described; he knew a bit about this wayward youngster.
No matter what, this was his home.
He was the host, and the others were guests.
The second Young Master of the Ming Group was here as a guest and got beaten by his servant; what did that mean?
What’s more, today was the day he had invited the guests over.
These several Desert Hunters were invited by Lin Xi, and he naturally had no objections.
But now that a problem had arisen, it was a different matter.
“Stop!” Lin Yuan shouted at Xu Mo.
Xu Mo stopped in his tracks, with Ming Yu not far in front of him.
However, at this moment Ming Yu turned around, and his expression instantly changed when he looked at him, filled with mockery.
He wanted to see how Xu Mo would end this.
“Apologize!”
Lin Yuan’s voice carried an authoritative tone as he ordered Xu Mo to apologize.
Just as Ming Yu thought.
Right or wrong, it wasn’t important.
What had happened was equally unimportant.
What mattered was the status of both parties.
Lin Xi’s expression fluctuated as she looked at Xu Mo.
Behind them, Ming Hui still sat quietly, not moving an inch.
He wanted to see how Lin Yuan would deal with it, as it would help him make his decisions.
Lin Jian caught up and, hearing her father’s words, dared not come forward, since, although she hadn’t taken part, she hadn’t stopped it either.
As the mistress, she could have prevented the conflict from occurring.
Ye Qingdie and Elsa followed as well.
Ye Qingdie showed an angry demeanor.
Asking Xu Mo to apologize?
On what grounds? They might as well leave this place.
The lawn became somewhat quiet.
Everyone’s gaze was fixed on Xu Mo.
Xu Mo looked up at Lin Yuan.
The father of Lin Xi, the authoritative Lin Family Head.
From Lin Yuan’s perspective, he didn’t need to make a choice; it was inevitable that he would ask Xu Mo to bow his head.
But then, Elsa and Sister Butterfly had been insulted with words.
Moreover, Sister Butterfly had been hit.
Was he supposed to apologize?
Ming Yu still wore a smile as he watched Xu Mo.
He was waiting, waiting for Xu Mo to apologize.
He wanted to see just what gave a lowly Desert Hunter the courage to lay hands on him, the second Young Master of the Ming Group.
Under the scrutiny of the crowd, Xu Mo walked forward, moving towards Ming Yu.
Ming Yu was taken aback—what did Xu Mo mean?
As Xu Mo approached him, he then raised his arm, forming a fist.
What was he about to do?
Ming Yu’s heart skipped a beat.
“Hold on.” Lin Yuan’s expression also changed as he reprimanded sharply.
Even Ming Hui, who had been sitting there smiling and watching the drama unfold, had a change in his eyes, focusing intently on Xu Mo with a brief flash of cold light.
Did he dare to strike a blow?
Lin Xi looked at Xu Mo, somewhat surprised.
Behind her, Lin Jian opened her mouth slightly, incredulously watching the scene before her.
“Bang!”
Xu Mo’s raised fist came crashing down.
The sound was loud.
You could hear the sound of bones cracking.
The smiling Ming Yu fell to the ground, lying face down.
The lawn of the Lin Family Mansion suddenly became quiet.
Quiet as death!