God-Level All-rounder Expert
Chapter 561 - 605, Want to Fight? I’m game!

Chapter 561: Chapter 605, Want to Fight? I’m game!

Purple Vine Bay was indeed booked by someone, with no other guests around. Being able to book Purple Vine Bay proved substantial wealth and influence.

Fang Yi walked through the crowd, cigarette in his mouth, looking slightly shabby, which exactly annoyed the so-called celebrities and tycoons.

Wherever Fang Yi went, a path cleared as if people were afraid he might bring disaster upon them.

Viewed from above, it seemed that Fang Yi had significant influence; these people feared him and let him pass.

On the second floor, beside the railing of the corridor, stood two men.

Both were males, one over forty with a wise-looking face, his eyes sharp with hidden intensity. Although his sharpness was concealed, if shown, it would be terrifying.

Beside the middle-aged man stood a tall young man with eyes sharp as a knife, seeming like a wolf hiding its wild nature.

"This Fang Yi really thinks highly of himself, acting so arrogantly," the young man murmured, eyes slightly squinted, speaking coldly.

"This person has always been like this," the middle-aged man said with a smile. "Lin Feng, are you confident about taking him down?"

Lin Feng responded coldly, "Of course! I will confront him soon and humiliate him thoroughly."

Lin Zheng nodded and smiled. "That’s good, humiliate him. As for breaking his legs, let Fang Jupeng handle it. Fang Jupeng hates Fang Yi to the bones, let him lead the way."

Though cooperating, betraying a partner wasn’t new to Lin Zheng, and he felt no embarrassment; in fact, he rather enjoyed it.

Fresh out of prison, he felt invigorated.

Being duped by a young man was something Lin Zheng had never experienced; thus, this time, he was determined to regain his dignity. After all, his reputation as Lin Laoye wasn’t for nothing.

Meanwhile, elsewhere, Song Hongye truly lived up to her name, attracting plenty of attention like a lone red leaf.

Tonight, Song Hongye wore a figure-hugging red dress that accentuated her voluptuous figure, her long hair cascading down with slightly curled tips adding to her allure.

Bright like a passionate flame, Song Hongye attracted unusual gazes, men admiring, women envious.

Holding a glass of red wine, Song Hongye’s lips curved into a meaningful smile as she observed someone swagger through the crowd. "He is an interesting fellow," she commented.

However, thinking about her attraction towards him made Song Hongye’s cheeks flush pink.

Behind her, Song Duan didn’t notice his young mistress’s unusual behavior and commented, "He is indeed interesting, but I wonder how he’ll handle tonight’s setup from Lin Laoye and Fang Siye."

Song Hongye replied, "Let’s wait and see."

In addition to Song Hongye, there were acquaintances of Fang Yi in the crowd, though none approached him.

Such as Lin Xueru and... Lin Mengyan.

Lin Xueru, dressed all in white, exuded a mature charm, her red lips fiery and seductive. At her side, Lin Mengyan was no less striking, like a purple lotus, more composed and restrained compared to before.

"I want to see how you’ll break the situation tonight after getting me to switch sides," Lin Xueru murmured as she watched Fang Yi, who looked like a hooligan, lost in her thoughts.

Lin Mengyan was also surprised; she had come with Lin Xueru. Now managing the Lin Family, she hadn’t wanted to come, but the Lin Family, being a branch of the Lin Sect and upon Lin Xueru’s request, she had to attend.

Lin Mengyan was startled when she saw Fang Yi again, then quickly came to terms with it. After all, only someone like him could pull off something so ostentatious and attention-grabbing.

Meanwhile, in a luxurious private room, a middle-aged man sat across from a young man.

The middle-aged man said coldly, "Muye, do you have any good plans?"

Fang Muye smiled slightly and replied, "There certainly is a good plan, uncle. Didn’t I just mention it? Let the Blood Buddha come out and kill Fang Yi. That’ll solve everything."

Fang Jupeng’s expression darkened slightly as he said, "Blood Buddha? Humph! I’ve given that monk mountains of gold and silver, let him lead a life of luxury every day, even going so far as to find many women for him to torment. Yet now, he’s becoming increasingly disobedient!"

Fang Muye replied, "Uncle, I told you earlier, using that little boy to threaten him is useless; it will only backfire. It’s better to release than to block, and this is the consequence."

Fang Jupeng waved his hand and said, "Let’s not talk about that for now. Aren’t you known as ’Heart Calculator,’ extremely skilled in strategizing and devising hundreds of schemes? Don’t you have any better ideas?"

Fang Muye’s eyes briefly flashed with reminiscence before he responded, "That scoundrel does have some skills. Last time I had an inner sect disciple from Wudang Sect duel him, hoping to humiliate him. Unexpectedly, he humiliated us instead."

Thinking back to that night at the bar, when Fang Yi had flipped him off in front of so many people, Fang Muye felt a surge of anger erupt from his heart. He still remembered the incident vividly, unable to forget it.

For Fang Muye, it was an unbearable humiliation. How could he possibly forget?

"That scoundrel has not only martial prowess but also considerable cunning. Therefore, it’s best to suppress him with force. Cut the Gordian knot, for dragging this out will only harm us and serve no good."

A cold glint flickered in Fang Jupeng’s eyes. Suddenly, his expression turned fierce, and he exclaimed, "Fine, then let the Blood Buddha strike once more!"

A gentle smile appeared on Fang Muye’s face, "Uncle, you are wise."

However, in Fang Muye’s eyes, the coldness never diminished.

"Fang Yi, this time with the Blood Buddha in action, you’re as good as dead!"

...

As a cigarette reached its end, Fang Yi carelessly flicked the butt on the ground, landing right beside a rather portly tycoon. The tycoon noticed, quickly sidestepped two paces away, bumping into an elegant lady, which drew her glaring stare.

Frustrated, the tycoon had no choice but to direct his anger at Fang Yi, glaring fiercely.

"What are you looking at, want to fight?" Fang Yi clenched his fist, making cracking sounds.

The portly tycoon shivered slightly, then turned his head away as if nothing had happened.

Just then, a shrill scream pierced through the crowd.

"Ahh!!!"

The piercing scream drew everyone’s attention. Soon, a flustered fancy lady was seen dashing about, shouting, "Pervert! There’s a pervert!"

Pervert?

Everyone immediately turned in that direction.

A particularly sleazy-looking and unscrupulous fat man stood there with a glass of red wine, blatantly ignoring the glares directed at him. Instead, he glared back fiercely and arrogantly retorted, "What are you looking at? Want to fight or something? I won’t back down!"

Among the crowd, Fang Yi also spotted the fat man, his face full of amusement.