Campus Cultivation Master
Chapter 219 - 0219 High Level Dog Beating Stick

Chapter 219: Chapter 0219 High Level Dog Beating Stick

Hearing the voice, Chu Feng also saw a clearly wealthy young master who was harassing Cui Jingyan and even about to make a move on her.

Although Chu Feng was being carried by Zhuang Xinyan, his steps quickened nonetheless.

Zhuang Xinyan did not mind and followed Chu Feng’s steps, arriving in front of the young master.

"What do you plan to do?" Chu Feng, standing in front of Cui Jingyan, spoke.

The young master looked disdainfully at Chu Feng and said, "I plan to invite her to dance, can’t you see?"

Chu Feng said, "I really could not see that, nor do I know how a dog can invite anyone to dance."

"You have the guts to say that again." The young master’s face visibly darkened.

Anyone who was publicly humiliated in such a way would probably not have a pleasant look on their face.

Chu Feng said, "I don’t have the guts because I’m afraid you might bite me."

Boom!

Hearing Chun Feng’s words, everyone burst into laughter.

"You’re asking for it, seize him," roared the young master, infuriated and embarrassed, daring to make a move at the Zhuang Family-sponsored charity dinner.

However, Zhuang Xinyan clearly had no intention of stopping him, and Chu Feng did not give Zhuang Xinyan a chance to intervene.

Chu Feng pulled his hand out of Zhuang Xinyan’s arm and darted toward the two approaching bodyguards in a lightning move.

"Bang!"

Chu Feng’s shoulder collided with the shoulders of the two bodyguards, suddenly flinging them through the air, and they crashed heavily to the ground, passing out.

Seeing Chu Feng’s boldness, even without raising his hands, he sent two well-trained bodyguards flying, the crowd was shocked once more by his skill.

The young master, seeing Chu Feng’s terrifying move, also twitched heavily. However, he did not make a move, believing that Chu Feng would not dare to strike in this venue.

"Brother, could you help me get that stick hanging over there?" Chu Feng scanned the room and finally fixed his gaze on a stick hanging on the wall.

Of course, this was no ordinary stick but a replica of the Scepter made by the Tsar of Russia, crafted entirely of gold.

The waiter, whom Chu Feng called brother, looked at the scepter and then at Chu Feng, completely stunned, not knowing whether he should go or not.

Although the scepter was a replica, if anything happened while it was in his hands, he could never afford the loss even if he sold himself.

As he was hesitating, Zhuang Xinyan also spoke, "Go ahead. If anything happens, I’ll take responsibility."

He knew that Zhuang Xinyan was the host of this dinner, and since the host had spoken, he did not have to worry anymore.

He immediately agreed and carefully took down the diamond-encrusted scepter.

With the scepter in hand, Chu Feng gauged its weight and said, "It’s just the right weight for beating a dog."

"What did you say!" The young master, hearing Chu Feng’s words, could not help but change color.

Chu Feng said, "You are a high-level dog, so naturally I need a high-level Dog Beating Stick to hit you, the high-level dog."

Without waiting for him to react, Chu Feng immediately brought the scepter down heavily on his shoulder.

"Crack!"

The scepter, being made of pure gold and very heavy, broke the young master’s arm with that single strike.

"Ah!"

The young master let out a scream; his expression twisted into something ferocious.

"Since you’ve chosen to be a dog, you must be prepared to be beaten. Of course, you could also disclose who your master is. That way, it saves my face and you won’t have to suffer. Otherwise, it saves me from having to beat you here and being laughed at for picking a fight with a mere dog," Chu Feng said calmly.

However, the young master was tough enough not to speak.

"Crack!"

With another swing of the scepter, Chu Feng completely broke his other arm.

Such a scene didn’t frighten anyone here, as they were all worldly people; to them, such a scene was nothing significant.

Yet, the ruthlessness of Chu Feng’s actions still surprised them.

"Dad, something’s happening inside. Young Master Chu seems to be beating someone," Pei Jiaping said to Pei Wending upon seeing the commotion in the hall.

Pei Wending glanced over and said, "No need to interfere. Young Master Chu won’t be at a disadvantage. If we go, it might backfire on us."

After all, Pei Wending was the head of the Public Security Bureau, and it was unacceptable to have someone beaten in his presence.

With two swings of the scepter, the delicate young master was now kneeling on the ground, his arms dangling uselessly, and the screams from his mouth had grown very weak.

Chu Feng raised the scepter in his hand and said, "This is the pose that suits this scepter the best. Plus, you are a good dog, not disclosing your master’s name up to this point. Of course, this also shows how ruthless your master is, as he has already forsaken you."

Pausing for a moment, Chu Feng bent down and whispered, "Also, do you really think I wouldn’t dare kill you?"

When Chu Feng finished, the tangible killing aura emanating from him made the young master tremble all over, filled with fear.

At that moment, he truly felt the threat of death.

He had kept quiet before because he believed that Chu Feng wouldn’t dare kill someone in public. But now, the tangible killing aura from Chu Feng was telling him that it wasn’t that Chu Feng didn’t dare kill people; it was a matter of whether he wanted to or not.

"Alright, this is your last chance. If you remain silent, then I’ll just have to take my bad luck, and let others say I’m bullying a dog," Chu Feng finished, raising the scepter again, but this time he aimed at his head.

"Whoosh!"

"Young Master Wu, save me!"

Hearing the whooshing sound above his head, the young master finally couldn’t bear it anymore. His emotional defenses completely collapsed, he didn’t want to die, so he cried out his master’s name loudly.

Wu Di’s face turned livid upon hearing his follower call out his name.

Being betrayed by his own dog was one thing, but what made it worse was that his dog was utterly useless.

Didn’t he see that Chu Feng didn’t even move the scepter?

Didn’t he see that Chu Feng didn’t dare to strike?

Even Wu Di thought that even if Chu Feng’s scepter was midway down when he called out his name, it wouldn’t have been so humiliating; at least he could accuse Chu Feng of attempted murder.

But now that Chu Feng hadn’t even moved, what accusation could he make?

Injury? Obviously, that was a very humiliating reason.

Coming up with such an excuse was worse than not having one at all.

He sent his dog to provoke a fight, and then his dog got beaten; suing Chu Feng for injury was indeed viable, but his own reputation would be completely ruined.

Chu Feng hadn’t moved just now; that sound was merely the ripple of his inner strength.

Chu Feng put down the scepter, smiling as he looked at Wu Di in the distance, and said, "He is your dog."

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