Best Young Master
Chapter 356 - 317: Breaking Arms and Legs!

Chapter 356: Chapter 317: Breaking Arms and Legs!

"I said, the moment you laid a hand on her, even if Ye Yuanshan himself showed up, you would pay the price!" Ye Fan spoke in a deep voice, his face devoid of emotion as he walked towards Ye Cang.

Ye Cang, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, stood up with a "whoosh," retreating in fear, "Ye... Ye Fan, I warn you not to mess around!"

"Mess around?"

Ye Fan sneered coldly, his feet shifting in a blur, instantly arriving in front of Ye Cang. His right hand swung out instinctively, grabbing ahold of Ye Cang’s collar and lifting him up into the air, "You rely on your status as a Ye Family’s Young Master to bully men and women, yet now you tell me not to mess around?"

"I... What I do is my business! My parents don’t even bother with me, what right do you have to?"

For some reason, upon hearing Ye Fan’s words, Ye Cang felt as if he had been provoked, and the fear in his heart vanished without a trace as anger from deep within burst forth. He glared at Ye Fan, growling, "Who do you think you are?? Even if you’ve gained the favor of the Elders, in the end you’re still just the Ye Family’s bastard! You’re nothing but the spawn of my father and some whore!!"

Whore?

Bastard??

Under the light.

Ye Fan’s eyebrows brimmed with anger, and his right hand jerked fiercely!

"Smack——"

A loud slap echoed.

The previously shouting Ye Cang was flipped over onto the couch by a slap from Ye Fan.

This slap, although Ye Fan did not use Power and even intentionally controlled his strength, still had enough force to make Ye Cang’s cheek swell and his mouth split, spilling out blood.

"You’re too conceited. I have no interest in dealing with how you bully men and women with the power of the Ye Family, or if you commit murder and arson."

Ye Fan squinted at the bleeding corner of Ye Cang’s mouth, his words measured, "The only reason I’m intervening is because you touched my friend’s sister."

"You..."

Ye Cang spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, filled with both anger and fear, not expecting Ye Fan to actually strike the moment he said he would, with absolute decisiveness.

"I promised him that as long as you don’t provoke me, I wouldn’t look for trouble with you. Even if I knew you cursed me behind my back, I would, for his sake, overlook it and not stoop to the level of scum like you. But you insulted my mother, and that slap just now was your punishment!"

Ye Fan interrupted Ye Cang’s words with an expressionless face, then continued slowly, "Now, let’s settle the debt for you laying a hand on my friend’s sister."

"You... what... what are you going to do??"

Ye Cang shrank in fright, rolling instinctively to the side, trying to distance himself from Ye Fan.

"Which hand touched her?"

With a flicker of consciousness, Ye Fan motivated his Mind Power, and a Xuanye Flying Blade hidden up his sleeve appeared in his hand as if by magic.

"——"

This eerie spectacle froze Ye Cang in terror, his body rigid, his mind a blank slate, utterly forgetting to answer.

"Since you won’t say it, then I’ll choose myself." Ye Fan said, slowly grabbing Ye Cang’s right hand.

"Ah... no... don’t!"

Ye Cang shuddered like he’d been electrocuted, his hand jerking back instinctively, only to find it was useless.

This realization whitened his face with terror as he looked at Ye Fan, pleading, "Ye... Ye Fan, I was wrong... I... I’ll apologize to her!"

Frightened.

Ye Cang was scared.

With the Ye Family as his powerful backing, he had been tyrannical and unchallenged within Wangfu Middle School and throughout Yanjing City for the past year or two.

But at this moment, not only had Ye Fan slapped him, but he also seemed intent on chopping off his hand, sending him plunging from heaven into hell, filling his heart with dread!

At this moment.

He completely forgot how imperious he had been when dealing with Pan Ying, and just how venomous his words to Ye Fan were!

"If an apology was enough, why would we need the law?"

Without a trace of emotion, Ye Fan spoke, his right hand holding the Xuanye Flying Blade, suddenly swiping through the air!

"Swoosh!"

A swift motion, and the sharp Xuanye Flying Blade, like cutting vegetables, effortlessly severed Ye Cang’s right pinky finger.

"Pchit——"

The finger dropped off, blood spurting out, splashing all over Ye Cang’s face.

Witnessing his own finger being chopped off, Ye Cang’s mental defenses utterly collapsed. His body swayed, and he fainted to the ground, only to be woken up by the intense pain.

"No... don’t... don’t do it!!"

Upon waking, Ye Cang regarded Ye Fan with a look akin to seeing an evil ghost, his entire being petrified with terror, and a yellow liquid uncontrollably flowed from between his legs.

Facing this scene, there was no hint of mercy on Ye Fan’s face.

Because he knew all too well that if Pan Ying hadn’t been the sister of Pan Jue Ming, if she hadn’t encountered him, she would have undoubtedly suffered terribly at Ye Cang’s hands today!

Moreover, if it weren’t for having the capital to come to an agreement with the Elders of the Ye Family, if he didn’t possess strong Kung Fu skills, as a bastard son, when facing Ye Cang, he would have been subject to much more than just verbal insults given Ye Cang’s character!

"Smack! Smack! Smack!"

Just then, messy footsteps came from beyond the door.

Whoosh——

Soon, the footsteps ceased and the private room door was pushed open by a bald man, followed by four black-clothed men.

In addition, including the recently tossed aside Liang Shang, the other six young masters entered the private room.

"Uh..."

Seeing the bloody scene inside the room, everyone who entered was stunned.

Especially the lead bald man!

A few minutes ago, he received a report that someone injured Ye Cang’s friend and was about to lay hands on Ye Cang himself.

His initial thought was: Impossible!

On one hand, as the head of security at Qingshui No.1, he knew all too well the strong backing behind Qingshui No.1—normally, even those young masters from Yanjing City wouldn’t dare cause trouble here.

What’s more, he felt that even if someone was bold enough to cause trouble at Qingshui No.1, they surely wouldn’t dare lay a finger on Ye Cang!

Though he thought it was impossible, reason told him that those princess wouldn’t dare to falsely report on such matters, hence he swiftly led his men to the eighth floor.

At this moment, seeing Ye Cang’s face and body stained with blood, and a bloody finger lying on the sofa, the shock of the bald man was simply indescribable with words!

"Let... let Young Master Ye go!"

After the shock had passed, the bald man roared in fury.

"This matter has nothing to do with Qingshui No.1; you’d better not meddle in other people’s business."

Ye Fan didn’t even turn his head in response to the bald man’s threat, his tone seemingly nonchalant, yet undeniably firm.

"Do you... do you know who Young Master Ye is? I’m telling you, there’s still time for you to stop now, otherwise I guarantee you won’t be able to leave Qingshui No.1!"

Startled by Ye Fan’s words, the bald man was both shocked and angered, although he did not know exactly who Ye Fan was, he believed that Ye Fan was certainly not a scion of the powerful — in the Forbidden City, no scion of the powerful had ever dared to trample the Ye Family’s Young Master so brazenly!

Furthermore, judging by the flying knife in Ye Fan’s hand, the bald man who had undergone special training subjectively believed Ye Fan was a martial artist, and very likely a disciple of Tang Sect — only Tang Sect favored using flying knives as hidden weapons.

"Take your men and leave while I haven’t changed my mind," Ye Fan slowly turned his head, glanced at the bald man, then rested his gaze on Liang Shang and the other six dandies, "The six of them stay."

"Don’t think you can do whatever you want just because you are a martial artist; Qingshui No.1 and Beijing are not places where you can wreak havoc at will!"

Once again hearing Ye Fan’s arrogant words, the shock on the bald man’s face slowly faded, and with a glowering look, he pulled out his treasured Type 54 pistol from his waist and pointed the muzzle at Ye Fan.

Clearly... he knew very well that if Ye Cang were to die in Qingshui No.1 today, it wouldn’t just be him facing the consequences, but probably even the behind-the-scenes boss of Qingshui No.1 as well!

Even if Ye Cang didn’t die, just by looking at the current miserable state, he knew he’d be in deep trouble!

In such a situation, he had to save Ye Cang and make up for his mistakes.

Under the lighting, he glared at Ye Fan like a starving wolf that wouldn’t spit out bones after devouring a man.

That icy stare seemed to warn Ye Fan that if he did not stop, his head would be blown off!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

As the bald man drew his gun, the other four men dressed in black also reached for their pistols at the first opportunity.

"Ah—"

Seeing this scene, Pan Ying, previously frozen in fear by Ye Fan’s bloody methods, regained her senses and screamed in horror.

Ye Fan, upon seeing this, quickly walked to Pan Ying, steadied her with one hand, then squinted at the bald man, "Are you sure you want to meddle in this affair?"

"I’ll say it again, let Young Master Ye go! I give you three seconds, otherwise, I’ll blow your head off!"

"1!"

"Swoosh—"

Just as the bald man had shouted ’1’, the sound of something tearing through the air suddenly rang out, and another Xuanye Flying Blade flew from Ye Fan’s sleeve, turning into a streak of white light, and shooting rapidly towards the bald man.

"Pft~"

As the white light flashed by, the sharp mid-level magical artifact Xuanye Flying Blade, like cutting through tofu, instantly severed the bald man’s right wrist that was holding the gun, causing blood to spurt wildly.

This scene came so suddenly and so quickly that the bald man hadn’t even realized the pain.

But... the others couldn’t help but turn their eyes to the fallen hand of the bald man.

Under the light.

The hand still held the jet-black pistol, now streaming with blood!

"Pft!"

"Pft!"

"Pft!"

"Pft!"

Immediately afterward.

Before the bloody hand even had the chance to hit the floor, the sound of blood spurting successively rang out, and four more blood-stained hands fell.

"Aow!!"

At that moment, intense pain struck, and starting with the bald man as the lead, the five security guards of Qingshui No.1 quickly clutched their bleeding wounds, wailing ceaselessly.

"Ah—"

Meanwhile, led by Liang Shang, the six dandies, terrified as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight, screamed and ran towards the outside of the private room.

Only—

The blood-stained Xuanye Flying Blade was faster than them!

"Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!"

Bathed in the light, the flying blade whistled.

Liang Shang and the other six dandies hadn’t managed to escape the private room when they felt pain in their ankles, then... immediately lost their balance and tumbled to the floor, cries of agony echoing everywhere.

Seeing this, including the bald man, the five security guards were so frightened that their hearts spasmed and their legs went weak.

"No!"

"Don’t kill us!"

Thereupon, forgetting their pain, they unanimously knelt to the ground, begging for mercy like groveling dogs.

"Tsk tsk, it seems that bastard didn’t waste the trap I meticulously set; he really went for the kill. Hmm, it’s time to make my move. Hopefully, he directly killed that idiot Ye Cang, in which case, I can start without any worries!"

In the Imperial Palace private room next door, Ye Long sneered as he rose to his feet and strode quickly out of the private room.

Soon, Ye Long reached the entrance of the Dynasty Private Room and pushed the door open.

"Ye Long, you finally showed up."

Inside the private room, Ye Fan slowly put on the Black Iron Fist set, his gaze deadlocked on Ye Long, "Does backstabbing feel good??"

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