Campus Cultivation Master
Chapter 97 - 097: Tie Mu’s Apprehension [Part 2]

Chapter 97: Chapter 097: Tie Mu’s Apprehension [Part 2]

Going by the name Tie Mu, he felt his wrist being firmly grabbed by Chu Feng. As he turned to look who dared to have the gall to stand in his way, it was none other than Tie Jingwu himself.

When Tie Jingwu turned and saw Chu Feng, a young man even smaller than himself, daring to obstruct him, he was instantly furious.

"Where did this wretched little runt come from, looking for death, aren’t you?" Tie Jingwu said as he was about to make a move.

Seeing Chu Feng take action, Tie Mu also loosened his clenched fist, a mocking smile appearing on his face. He knew Chu Feng’s capabilities; if he was no match for Chu Feng, much less Tie Jingwu.

"Apologize to my friend right now, then get out of this private room, and I’ll pretend I was never here," Chu Feng said coldly.

Jin Zhiqiang’s eyes flashed coldly upon seeing Chu Feng.

Jin Zhiqiang already knew about the botched job done by Yellow Hair and his gang. He had deliberately brought Tie Jingwu along today to cause trouble.

You small hooligans can’t deal with me, huh? Well then, I’ll just bring a master along to play with you.

The ferocity in Chu Feng’s eyes deepened as he stared at Jin Zhiqiang.

Knowing that the Jin Family was involved with his elder brother’s affairs, Chu Feng was even less likely to let anyone from the Jin family off the hook.

"Do you know who you’re talking to? If you don’t want to die, let go of your hand right now!" Tie Jingwu’s tone was chilling.

Chu Feng’s hand exerted a slight force and said, "I’ll say it again, apologize to my friend right now, then get out of here. Otherwise, I will cripple you. I mean what I say!"

Tie Jingwu felt an immense force spreading throughout his body from his wrist.

It was a power he could never have imagined, a force that left Tie Jingwu utterly lacking the will to resist.

Moreover, Tie Jingwu did not doubt that if Chu Feng added just a bit more strength, his wrist would surely be crushed by Chu Feng.

"Hah!"

But in the end, Tie Jingwu chose to strike first rather than apologize to Tie Mu, which he could not bring himself to do.

"Foolish!" Seeing Tie Jingwu actually attempt to strike at Chu Feng, Tie Mu scoffed disdainfully.

Sure enough, the moment Tie Jingwu’s fist flew out, it was firmly caught by Chu Feng.

"I gave you a chance, but you didn’t seize it."

The moment Chu Feng’s words finished, sounds of bones breaking resonated within the private room.

Everyone saw clearly as Chu Feng made Tie Jingwu’s wrist appear smaller by a circle.

"Agh!"

Tie Jingwu screamed in agony, his facial expression completely twisted. It was the pain of having one’s wrist crushed by someone else; such torment was unbearable for anyone.

Jin Zhiqiang looked on and finally understood the terrifying skill that Yellow Hair had mentioned to him.

This was more than terrifying; it was horrific. With just one hand, Chu Feng had broken the arm of Tie Jingwu, whose fists were as thick as bowl rims.

Jin Zhiqiang knew full well what skills Tie Jingwu possessed. He had seen with his own eyes how Tie Jingwu could smash several bricks with the strength of his wrist alone.

Using wrist strength is much harder than using the strength of the palm, yet now Tie Jingwu’s wrist was as fragile as a piece of brittle bamboo in Chu Feng’s grasp, easily broken.

"Apologize to my friend and then get out of this private room, otherwise, I don’t mind crippling your other hand as well," Chu Feng said indifferently.

This time, Tie Jingwu was truly afraid. He had never before seen such terrifying strength. Even his own father couldn’t compare to it in the slightest.

Moreover, Chu Feng had signaled through his actions that if Tie Jingwu didn’t apologize, Chu Feng definitely would cripple his other hand as well.

"I’m... I’m sorry!" Tie Jingwu’s face turned pale with fright, not daring to withhold his apology.

"Who are you apologizing to? There are so many people here; how would anyone know who you’re speaking to? Are you apologizing to your own people because you didn’t manage to beat someone else?" Qi Houbo’s mouth was indeed sharp, but this time he hit the mark.

"You..."

Just as Tie Jingwu was about to lose his temper, he heard Chu Feng say, "He’s right, there are so many people here, who are you planning to apologize to?"

Tie Jingwu truly wished he could find a crack to crawl into; this time his loss was indeed substantial. But faced with Chu Feng’s icy stare, he didn’t dare not to apologize.

"Tie Mu, I’m sorry!" The words practically squeezed through Tie Jingwu’s clenched teeth.

When Tie Mu heard this, he felt as though all the resentments he had accumulated over the years were thoroughly expelled.

"Get lost," Chu Feng said, releasing Tie Jingwu’s hand.

Tie Jingwu didn’t dare linger and dashed out the door.

"I didn’t say you could go," Chu Feng said coldly, noticing Jin Zhiqiang also attempting to sneak away.

"You... what do you want to do!" Jin Zhiqiang, having been called out by Chu Feng, turned pale with fear.

"You come here, take a tour, beat up my friend, and just like that you want to leave? Do you think it’s too simple?" Chu Feng said.

"Then... what else do you want?" Jin Zhiqiang, frightened, stammered in his speech.

If even Tie Jingwu was no match for Chu Feng, should Chu Feng decide to beat him up, wouldn’t he end up half-dead?

"Was it him who hit you?" Chu Feng asked Qi Houbo, looking at him.

Qi Houbo nodded and said, "That’s right, it was him."

"Good! Now go and hit him back," Chu Feng said.

Qi Houbo hadn’t expected Chu Feng to tell him to hit back, and for a moment, he was stunned.

"You dare! Do you know who I am? I am from the Jin Family. If you dare touch me, you won’t be able to stay in East River anymore," Jin Zhiqiang shouted, his face twisted with anger.

He was the second young master of the Jin Family. If he got beaten like this, it would be humiliating if word got out, rendering him unable to show his face ever again.

"Disgraceful!" Tie Mu said disdainfully, curling his lip as he looked at Jin Zhiqiang.

Every circle has its rules; using one’s family to resolve conflicts among peers is the true disgrace, destined to be despised by all.

Clearly aware of the Jin Family’s notorious reputation, Qi Houbo also hesitated to move.

Seeing that the mention of the Jin Family held such sway, Jin Zhiqiang said proudly, "You’d better let me leave, or none of you will be able to."

"Slap!"

Jin Zhiqiang hadn’t finished speaking when he suddenly felt his cheek burn and swell.

"Puh!"

And as he opened his mouth to speak, two of his front teeth immediately fell out.

"Remember this slap was from me. Now you can roll out," Chu Feng said, looking at Jin Zhiqiang.

"You..." Jin Zhiqiang looked at Chu Feng, his complexion changing drastically.

However, recalling Chu Feng’s terrifying strength, Jin Zhiqiang harshly dropped a sentence, "Chu, you wait for me."

"Don’t let the door hit you on the way out, watch your step," Tie Mu said, feeling immensely satisfied.

Jin Zhiqiang glared fiercely at Tie Mu before turning and stomping towards the door.

But the moment Jin Zhiqiang took a step outside, his foot unexpectedly slipped, and he fell to his knees on the ground.

Scrambling up from the ground, Jin Zhiqiang looked at the watermelon rind on the floor and roared furiously, "Who the hell threw this watermelon rind? Stand up right now!"

Chu Feng glanced at Han Chunsheng, who was casually wiping watermelon juice from the corner of his mouth, and then at Tie Mu, sporting a mischievous grin. He knew, without a doubt, they were up to no good.

"I already warned you, but you didn’t pay attention. It’s just like the saying goes, ’He who doesn’t listen to Laozi’s words will suffer in front of his eyes’," Tie Mu said somberly.

"Fine! You all just wait!" Jin Zhiqiang glared angrily at Chu Feng and his group, then turned and left.