Best Young Master
Chapter 226 - 202 [Enemies on a Narrow Path]

Chapter 226: Chapter 202 [Enemies on a Narrow Path]

Although Su Jindi had practiced Kung Fu for several years, it was all for show. Thrown by the middle-aged man, he fell to the ground and took quite the fall, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Ah—"

Seeing this, the two receptionist ladies screamed in shock and retreated backwards.

Meanwhile, the middle-aged man stepped into the elevator as if nothing had happened.

"Fuck your mother!"

As the former Demon Lord of Mayhem of the Hanghu Snob Circle, although Su Jindi had changed his ways after encountering Ye Fan, he still had the genes of madness flowing in his veins. The fact that he had been able to restrain his anger until now was already quite remarkable. Now thrown to the ground by the middle-aged man, he immediately got up from the ground, and under the disdainful gaze of the middle-aged man and Miss Song, he cursed furiously and lunged forward.

However—

Before Su Jindi could reach the elevator, the doors closed, leaving him furiously pounding on the doors.

"Sir... Sir, please take this elevator,"

At the same time, another elevator descended from above. The receptionist lady pressed the elevator button for Su Jindi, and the doors opened.

Feeling a fire burning in his chest, Su Jindi did not vent his anger on the two innocent receptionist ladies, but entered the other elevator in a rage.

About twenty seconds later, the elevator carrying Miss Song and the driver stopped on the fourth floor. The doors opened, and Miss Song, swaying her hips, stepped out first.

Not far away, Pan Jueming was standing at the entrance of the private room waiting for Su Jindi’s arrival. Seeing the elevator doors open, he thought it was Su Jindi and was about to greet him, but instead, he saw Miss Song walking out of the elevator.

This discovery made Pan Jueming instinctively stop in his tracks, his pupils suddenly contracting, and a torrent of uncontrollable hatred surged in his eyes!

The intensity of that hatred made the muscles on Pan Jueming’s face distort for a moment!

Because.

The Miss Song who walked out of the elevator was no other than the woman who had betrayed him years ago, slept with his enemy Zheng Xun, insulted him, and ruthlessly twisted the knife in his already wounded heart—Song Ying!

The events of that day were deeply imprinted in Pan Jueming’s heart, so much so that he had repeatedly relived that scene in his nightmares.

Perhaps it was because the hatred in Pan Jueming’s gaze was too intense, it caught Song Ying’s attention almost immediately, and she instinctively looked towards Pan Jueming.

Hm?

At the sight of Pan Jueming’s familiar face, Song Ying’s pupils dilated, and she was taken aback without reason!

At the same time, the middle-aged man behind Song Ying, noticing her sudden pause, followed her gaze ahead and immediately spotted Pan Jueming, also taken aback!

As the personal driver of Song Ying’s fiancé Zheng Xun, the middle-aged man named Ma Long could be considered an old hand in the Zheng family. He not only knew about the relationship between Pan Jueming, Zheng Xun, and Song Ying, but he was also aware of the grudges between the Zheng and Pan families.

As Song Ying and Ma Long stood frozen from shock upon seeing Pan Jueming, he took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the hatred in his heart. Although Ye Fan had promised to avenge him, he didn’t want to take advantage of this chance encounter. Instead, he planned to follow Ye Fan’s arrangements step by step for his revenge!

Having made his decision, Pan Jueming was about to look away when he noticed another elevator door open, and Su Jindi walked out.

"What did you mean just now?"

Since childhood, other than being upset by the Su Family’s Young Master Su Feiyu, Su Jindi had never been bullied like he was moments ago. Unable to control the rage within, he stormed up to Song Ying and Ma Long who were ahead, first in shock, then filled with fury.

"You little bastard, if you don’t want your arms and legs broken, get the hell away from me as far as you can!"

Seeing Su Jindi questioning him in front of his boss Zheng Xun’s rival, Pan Jueming, Ma Long’s face changed, and he grabbed Su Jindi by the neck with a vicious look, hissing his warning.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ma Long threw Su Jindi aside without waiting for him to struggle, discarding him like trash.

"Stop!"

Watching this scene unfold, Pan Jueming’s expression abruptly changed, and he bellowed furiously.

Although he had never met Su Jindi, he had seen his dossiers and photographs. If this weren’t the case, he wouldn’t have volunteered to wait for Su Jindi outside.

Huh?

Startled by Pan Jueming’s shout, Ma Long immediately turned his gaze toward him. As he saw Pan Jueming rushing over, his brow furrowed with concern.

Meanwhile, Su Jindi, who had intended to bear the pain and fight back against Ma Long, was momentarily taken aback by Pan Jueming’s angry shout.

"What’s the matter, Young Master Pan? Don’t tell me you plan to draw your sword to help others when you see injustice?" Seeing Pan Jueming approaching furiously, Ma Long sneered with disdain.

"Pan Jueming, you better not meddle in other people’s business!"

Hearing this, Song Ying subconsciously assumed that Ma Long’s arrogant behavior had provoked Pan Jueming, and she showed a condescending smirk as she sneeringly reminded, "You’re not even on the same level as us. You can’t handle our affairs!"

Without responding, Pan Jueming simply treated Song Ying as if she were thin air, brushed past her, then quickly walked over to Su Jindi. He helped Su Jindi up, asking, "Mr. Su, are you okay?"

"You... who are you?" Su Jindi asked, startled. He did not recognize Pan Jueming at all.

It wasn’t only Su Jindi who was dumbfounded; Song Ying and Ma Long were also slightly taken aback. They had all thought that Pan Jueming had been stimulated by what had just happened and wanted to get more than he bargained for, acting out of turn. They never considered that Pan Jueming might know Su Jindi, who exuded the air of a dandy.

"Pan Jueming, you’re really getting worse with age, mingling with such brats and addressing him so respectfully as Mr. Su."

Seeing Pan Jueming’s respectful demeanor in front of Su Jindi, Song Ying’s contempt grew even deeper, feeling as though betraying Pan Jueming was the wisest decision she had ever made!

"My name is Pan Jueming, I’ve been waiting here especially for you."

Ignoring Song Ying’s sarcasm, Pan Jueming answered Su Jindi respectfully and asked with concern, "Are you alright?"

"It’s nothing."

Su Jindi shook his head and then glared at Ma Long with a face full of anger, "It’s this pair of dogs that are going too far. I didn’t provoke them, and out of nowhere, they attacked me!"

"You little runt, have you not learned your lesson?" Ma Long regained his composure from his astonishment, his eyes widening, ready to start a fight again, not taking Pan Jueming into consideration at all.

"Do you want to sever one of your hands yourself, or shall I help you?" After making sure Su Jindi was fine, Pan Jueming relaxed and turned around, his gaze sharp like a knife as he stared at Ma Long, his voice cold as ice.

"You... what did you say??"

Upon hearing those words, Ma Long stared at Pan Jueming, full of astonishment, seemingly unable to believe that the once-downfallen Pan Jueming would dare to speak to him with such ruthlessness!

"I won’t repeat myself. I’m giving you five seconds."

As he spoke, Pan Jueming emanated the aura of a martial artist — after joining the Dong Hai Gang, he began to learn martial arts under Fei Si. Although he had missed the best time for martial arts training, according to Fei Si, Pan Jueming was extremely talented, and he managed to reach the Postnatal Great Success Realm in just two or three short years, cultivating a Power Seed in his Dantian.

"You..."

Hearing Pan Jueming’s words again and feeling the cold aura emanating from him, Ma Long snapped out of his daze as if waking from a dream. Even though he didn’t know what made Pan Jueming dare to talk to him like that, he could tell that Pan Jueming was serious.

"Pan Jueming, I advise you not to be overconfident. The Zheng Family you offended before is not one you can afford to provoke, and now they could drown you with just a gulp of saliva!"

Not only Ma Long sensed that Pan Jueming was about to make a move, but Song Ying did too, and she reminded him with a sneer. To her, Pan Jueming’s current actions were pure idiocy in her eyes.

Idiotic?

Hearing Song Ying’s words, Ma Long’s fear decreased slightly. Just like Song Ying said, after dividing up the assets of the Pan Family, the Zheng Family squeezed into the first tier of Huaxia’s business clans. Over the past two years, with the support of the Bai Family, their development accelerated like a rapidly rolling snowball.

Besides, his master Zheng Xun, because of Zheng Family’s rise, had firmly clung to Bai Luo’s coattails and joined the elite Hong Ding Club, which every child of the Huaxia’s high-ranking officials and every spoiled young master dreamed of joining!

It was no exaggeration to say that in Ma Long’s eyes, the down-and-out Pan Jueming and Zheng Xun were like a loach and a dragon, absolutely incomparable!

"Pan Jueming, dare to touch one of my fingers and see what happens!" Having thought it through, Ma Long, relying on the power of others, resumed his arrogant demeanor.

Not dare?

Pan Jueming answered with his actions!

"Slap—"

With the sneering expressions of Song Ying and Ma Long, Pan Jueming took a step forward, quickly appearing in front of Ma Long, causing the smiles on Ma Long’s and Song Ying’s faces to stiffen slightly.

Whoosh!

The next moment.

Before Ma Long could react, Pan Jueming’s right hand swept out, grabbing Ma Long’s arm and twisting forcefully!

"Crack—"

A crisp snap sounded as Pan Jueming brutally twisted Ma Long’s arm.

"Ah—"

Seeing this scene, Song Ying screamed in fright, while Ma Long grunted, staring at Pan Jueming in horror, daring not to move, as beads of sweat the size of beans burst from his forehead.

"Mr. Su, if you don’t feel satisfied, just say the word, until you feel avenged."

For Pan Jueming, his move was not made with the intention of taking the opportunity to teach the coachman Ma Long a lesson or to intimidate Song Ying and Zheng Xun. He only wanted to avenge Su Jindi.

Because, he knew that Su Jindi had a very close relationship with Ye Fan — Ye Fan, in order to stand up for Su Jindi, had crippled the Quick Blade Wang Dong of the Nanqinghong and nearly tore apart Nanqinghong Crown Prince Lin Ao Feng on the spot!

"Hiss~"

Hearing Pan Jueming’s arrogant and icy words, Ma Long couldn’t help but take a sharp breath, half because he was angry and half out of fear.

Su Jindi was also confused by this sudden turn of events. He opened his mouth to say something but heard the classic ringtone of an iPhone coming from Song Ying’s purse.

Startled by the ferocity of Pan Jueming, and then suddenly hearing the phone ring, Song Ying’s mind raced, and without hesitating, she opened her purse and quickly pulled out her phone.

Husband.

Upon seeing the name of the caller, Song Ying’s look of fright vanished entirely, replaced by a sneer.

That cold sneer seemed to tell Pan Jueming: this isn’t the end!

Indeed, it wasn’t over.

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