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Chapter 567 - 612, Mie Nian is Here!
Chapter 567: Chapter 612, Mie Nian is Here!
The scene had fallen completely silent.
With a whoosh, everyone’s gaze turned to Fang Yi, filled with shock.
Fang Yi had actually made a move. They hadn’t expected that he would do so in front of so many people, and especially against Lin Feng, a prominent young master of the Lin Family.
Some looked on, their expressions revealing a sudden realization, as the image of Fang Yi breaking Fang Tianqi’s legs that night flashed through their minds. He had been just as decisive and resolute then, without any hesitation.
In his eyes, these privileged young masters seemed to be nothing more than ants to be crushed at will.
The consequences of starting a fight had just been laid out by Lin Feng, but Fang Yi still dared to act. They had to admit that they were no match for his audacity, for none of them possessed the boldness that Fang Yi had.
Lin Feng slowly got up from the ground. While a scion rushed to his aid, he was rudely shoved away.
At that moment, flames of rage were burning in Lin Feng’s heart; he was utterly incensed, pushed to the brink.
Nobody had ever... nobody had ever dared to treat him like this!
Lin Feng’s face was as dark as the depths of water. He glared at Fang Yi like a starving wolf, eager to tear him to shreds. The imprint of the slap still on his face was stinging painfully, making Lin Feng feel as if two of his teeth had loosened.
Pain? That was nothing. What mattered most was his dignity.
Lin Feng took a deep breath, strode up to Fang Yi, but he did not strike, for he knew he was no match for Fang Yi.
Lin Feng extended his index finger, pointing to his own face, his eyes fixed on Fang Yi as he enunciated every word, "And this side of my face, I dare you to try and hit it again!"
Fang Yi was slightly taken aback, not by Lin Feng’s aura, but by his words.
Fang Yi suddenly turned to Song Wuliang and said, "Fatty Song, have you ever seen someone so shameless?"
"Of course, I have!" Song Wuliang scrutinized Lin Feng, who was struggling to suppress his fury, and curled his lip as he said, "I’ve seen shameless people. These kinds of people really have no dignity. They are arrogant and think no one dares to hit them, even offering their face to be slapped. People like that are born shameless!"
The two bantered back and forth, especially Song Wuliang with his indirect insults that anyone with a bit of intelligence could decipher.
"So, what do you think I should do?" Fang Yi asked humbly for advice.
"It’s simple, just slap him again," Song Wuliang said, squinting at Lin Feng, "Charge on, boss!"
"..." Fang Yi.
Fang Yi moved his hand as if to slap again. His motion was so slow it was astonishing, but when his hand was halfway there, Lin Feng suddenly retreated several steps as if he’d been electrocuted.
Fang Yi looked at Lin Feng with a smile playing on his lips and said, "I haven’t even hit you yet, why did you step back?"
Lin Feng’s mind raced, and he quickly realized that Fang Yi had been toying with him.
People glanced oddly at Lin Feng, making his face burn with humiliation because he had retreated.
Lin Feng’s complexion was ugly as he faced the mockery of Fang Yi and Song Wuliang, and he said in a deep voice, "Fang Yi, I won’t stoop to your level for now. But I’ll remember this slap from you, Lin Feng."
"If you’re scared, just admit it. Instead, you talk big. What a shameless person," Song Wuliang insulted Lin Feng.
It had begun with Lin Feng instigating the conflict, and with Song Wuliang having previously been called a "dead fat pig" by him, he harbored deep resentment and wished he could smash a few more beer bottles on Lin Feng’s head.
Lin Feng was incredibly forbearing. Though Song Wuliang’s words were offensive, they did not provoke him. It seemed he had made up his mind to stay calm and restrained. He then turned his gaze to Fang Muye.
Fang Muye had been watching from the sidelines up until now. When Lin Feng looked over, Fang Muye gave a faint smile, not making it difficult for Lin Feng, then he stepped forward, approaching Fang Yi until they were only a meter apart.
Fang Muye pondered for a moment and said, "Fang Yi, we meet again."
Fang Yi responded indifferently, "Yes, we meet again."
Fang Muye said, "I admit you are capable, but I will never acknowledge your identity." He was referring to Fang Yi’s position as the ’bastard’ of the Fang Family.
Although the words carried an implicit meaning, Fang Yi remained calm and said, "I don’t need your acknowledgement of my identity. One day, I will step into the Fang Family myself, and then you will recognize who I am."
Fang Muye sneered, "You are dreaming in broad daylight."
Fang Yi replied, "Whether it’s a dream in broad daylight, we shall wait and see." He paused, then his eyes narrowed slightly: "Since you have stepped forward, show me whatever tricks you have."
Fang Yi certainly did not believe that Fang Muye stood out at this moment just to throw a few inconsequential threats his way.
Of course, Fang Muye didn’t intend to do just that. With a faint smile, he said, "Fang Yi, in fact, from the moment you stepped into Purple Vine Bay tonight, you were doomed not to leave this place."
Fang Yi raised an eyebrow and said, "I’d like to see how you plan to keep me from leaving."
The smile on Fang Muye’s face disappeared in an instant as he coldly commanded, "Clear the area!"
The two words that came from Fang Muye’s mouth had a solemn connotation.
The surrounding people were somewhat puzzled, like monks befuddled, not understanding what was about to happen.
And by clearing the area, could it mean they were the ones to be cleared out?
As soon as Fang Muye’s words fell, numerous black-clad people rushed out, beginning to ask the guests in the hall to leave.
"Damn, it looks like our adversaries have called in some experts," Song Wuliang said in a low voice, his eyes uncertain.
Fang Yi stood still, as steadfast as a pine tree.
The next moment, he suddenly looked up to the second floor, where Fang Jupeng and Lin Zheng were standing.
Both of them noticed Fang Yi’s gaze, but felt no pressure; Fang Jupeng revealed a sinister and chilly smile in response to Fang Yi, his eyes filled with an even more intense murderous intent.
At this time, at the entrance of Purple Vine Bay, guests were leaving, vaguely feeling that something big was about to happen. They wanted to watch, but as the clearing had begun, they were not allowed to stay.
Meanwhile, in the crowd, a middle-aged monk walked in from the outside, going against the flow.
The monk was dressed in a simple yellow robe, with a string of dark purple Buddha beads hanging around his neck. His hands were clasped behind his waist, walking with an air of confidence, as if he controlled everything.
He resembled a sharp sword, standing tall and commanding, each step as heavy as a mountain, portraying the image of a venerable monk.
However, he appeared as dignified as a Buddha, his face commanding, as if he were an Arhat.
From among the crowd, Blood Buddha Yinong slowly emerged, merely standing there exerted an immense weight of pressure.
Seeing Yinong, Fang Yi’s gaze deepened, and he said, "Both of you leave here."
Song Wuliang was inclined to help, but he was no fool. Knowing he was no match for the monk, he realized he would only be a burden if he stayed, so he bade Fang Yi to take care.
Lin Mengyan stayed silent for a moment, then said, "Be careful." She turned and left from Fang Yi’s side.
Not far apart, the two faced each other, the atmosphere thick with an intense and deadly intent.
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