God-Level All-rounder Expert
Chapter 213 - 214: Going to the Hongmen Banquet

Chapter 213: Chapter 214: Going to the Hongmen Banquet

"Eat out? Sure, you finally care about your big sister. Look, your sister has lost weight these past few days," Fang Yuying said.

Fang Yi stared at her carefully and said, "You haven’t lost any weight."

As he came downstairs, Fang Yi deliberately kept his distance from Fang Yuying, but she did not want to be away from him. No matter how Fang Yi tried to dodge her, even using Divine Travel Steps, he couldn’t escape.

"Tell your big sister where you’re taking her to eat," Fang Yuying held onto Fang Yi’s arm.

"We’re going to the Song family, for a feast," Fang Yi answered, pretending to look straight ahead.

"Oh?" Fang Yuying raised an eyebrow, then smiled and said, "Interesting. Your sister loves a good feast. Let’s go. Today we will bankrupt the Song family, and if we don’t, I’m not Fang Yuying."

Fang Yi suddenly felt that bringing Fang Yuying along was a good choice.

After getting downstairs, Fang Yi got on his old Phoenix-brand bicycle and rode toward the Song family with Fang Yuying.

Fang Yi rode this particular discontinued model of the Phoenix bike not just on a whim, but also with another purpose.

Since they were going to a feast, they had already set the stage for confrontation, so why bother hiding it? Thus, Fang Yi was on his way to stir up some animosity.

It was so in that manor and also on the way to the Song family.

After spending half an hour, they finally reached the old residence of the Song family. Seeing the grand old property, Fang Yi remarked, "Well, this old man from the Song family sure knows how to enjoy life."

Fang Yuying said, "He does indeed. If I demolish a few buildings, then he won’t be able to enjoy as much."

Fang Yi laughed and said, "Don’t rush; we’ve got plenty of time."

Fang Yuying said, "That’s true, it’s a big night. We’ll take it slow and eventually get it all done. Hmph, Song Haoyue dares to oppose you, today I will break his legs so he can scream in vain like Fang Tianqi."

After speaking, Fang Yuying stepped forward to enter, but Fang Yi held her back.

"Wait, don’t reveal your identity once we’re inside."

"Why?"

"If you reveal your identity right away, how am I supposed to show off, and how will the fish bite?" Fang Yi asked with a smile.

Fang Yuying’s eyes sparkled thoughtfully, and she nodded.

There were naturally people guarding the entrance of the Song family’s old residence, but they had already received orders about expected guests. After Fang Yi announced his name, a maid quickly came to lead the way for them.

Fang Yi felt a bit disappointed inside; if the gatekeeper had looked down on them, he would have seized the opportunity to barge in. But now, they had to follow the rules here, which left Fang Yi in a passive position.

The maid led the way in front, and Fang Yi and Fang Yuying followed her. The old Song family residence had four entrances and exits, and once inside, they had to go through several doors. Fang Yi quietly observed that nearly every yard had bodyguards, and he frowned.

Considering the bodyguards’ meticulous posture and physique, they were not ordinary; they must be from a military background.

"These soldiers are probably from the Tianjing Military Region," Fang Yuying spoke.

"Tianjing Military Region?"

Fang Yuying nodded slightly, saying, "I’ve been to the Tianjing military area and have seen the style of the soldiers there; most of them are like this. And look, their standing steps, one foot in front of the other, which facilitates launching a sudden attack in an emergency. Besides the soldiers from the Tianjing military area, I think there are also special forces mixed in here."

Fang Yi showed a thoughtful expression, saying, "...they must all be here to protect Song Haoyue."

Fang Yuying nodded and added, "That’s right, it should be like that. The four major families of Moon City, although powerful and influential, have many enemies, yet this is after all a society governed by law; no one dares to cause trouble at the Song family’s place. And Song Haoyue... some people value him highly, hence he receives such treatment."

At this point, Fang Yuying’s eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a sharp, knife-like gleam.

They proceeded to the depths of the old courtyard where the lights were bright, and in the middle, there was a huge round table.

This round table was twice the size of a normal one, especially made to order, and a few maids were bustling about. Now that there weren’t many people yet, Fang Yi and Fang Yuying were led here to sit down, and then the maids withdrew.

Fang Yi and Fang Yuying exchanged a glance, both eyes revealing a playful light.

After a while, a maid returned, carrying two cups of tea, which she respectfully presented to them.

Fang Yuying sniffed the aroma of the tea and said half-mockingly, half-sarcastically, "Pu’er Tea, the Song family really is lavish."

Just then, another maid came over carrying pastries, her steps slightly hurried. Suddenly, as she approached Fang Yi, she stumbled with a cry, toppling toward Fang Yi, and the pastries she was carrying flew out.

One of the pastries smashed into Fang Yi’s face, leaving some crumbs, while the maid also fell onto Fang Yi in a flurry, repeatedly apologizing, "I’m sorry, I’m so sorry..."

Having said that, the maid turned and ran off in a light jog.

With pastry crumbs on his face, the area looked somewhat messy, but Fang Yi not only wasn’t angry; he even smiled.

Fang Yuying handed him a tissue, a cold look flashing in her eyes, "That maid did that on purpose."

Fang Yi smiled and said, "I know."

Fang Yuying looked at her younger brother in astonishment.

"People instructed her to come, deliberately to insult me. Last time it was Liang Yong, and this time they sent a maid. They are testing my limits," Fang Yi said calmly.

"Hmph! Who cares if they are testing your limits? If Mom finds out who did this later, no one will get away with it," Fang Yuying grimaced, showing her protective side.

Looking at Fang Yuying’s protective demeanor, Fang Yi felt a warmth in his heart; he used the tissue to wipe the crumbs from his face, his smile growing even more intense, as if he truly were a mud-figure without the slightest temper.

Around the corner of the courtyard, in a hallway, stood a father and son.

Song Feng, the third son of the Song family, watched the scene from afar and let out a cold chuckle, saying, "This Fang Yi doesn’t seem like much, having no temper at all. Haoyue is being overly cautious."

"Dad, don’t underestimate him," Song Shicheng cautioned.

"I have faced many big storms. Underestimate him? Ha, just watch, I’ll make Fang Yi blow up in anger soon, and he won’t dare to say a word even when I slap him several times," Song Feng declared confidently.

Song Shicheng furrowed his eyebrows, recalling Fang Yi’s intimidating presence at Fang Tianqi’s villa. He was about to speak again, but Song Feng had already walked away.

Startled, Song Shicheng hurriedly followed after him.

(Just asking everyone a question, if this book were free, what would the author eat?)