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Chapter 390 - 357 doesn’t recognize Mount Tai despite seeing it

Chapter 390: 357 doesn’t recognize Mount Tai despite seeing it

Forget the people on Chang Wei’s side, even Fu Zili was bewildered.

The very people he called upon had turned around to give him a beating?

How was this logical?

But whether it made sense or not, the fact clearly played out before everyone’s eyes. Although Chang Wei had managed to protect his head and save some face, his body was a mess. After Fei Yi stopped hitting him, he remained on the ground, not knowing if it was the overwhelming shame or the unbearable pain that kept him from getting up for some time.

All the young masters who rushed over to the scene looked at me, and I looked at you, at a loss for what to do.

People are divided into ranks.

So are the rich second generation.

Without being someone they all look up to, Fei Yi held considerable sway within this circle.

To put it plainly.

He beat up Chang Wei, and no one really dared to stand up for him.

This was similar to a gang leader punishing a junior member. It was the same principle.

"Brother Jiang, I’m really sorry for making you see such a farce," Fei Yi said with a smile while wiping his sweat.

Aside from Li Shuru, everyone else inside and outside the private room had more or less the same reaction.

The young masters who were well aware of Fei Yi’s temperament were both shocked and full of doubt at the same time.

Even Sun Xiyu might not have as much clout as this.

Who was this unfamiliar young man, and where did he come from?

The most impacted was undoubtedly Fu Zili.

A single Chang Wei had already forced the boss and him to bend over backwards, their dignity utterly lost.

And now, someone who could thrash Chang Wei without any qualms was showing such politeness to Jiang Chen?

He stared blankly at his childhood friend, his mind completely blank.

The calmest one, naturally, was Li Shuru.

She had long been accustomed to Jiang Chen’s incredible abilities.

"Stop playing dead, get up and apologize to Brother Jiang," Fei Yi turned his head and kicked Chang Wei, who was still lying on the ground.

His kicks seemed vicious, but were actually controlled, avoiding the more vulnerable areas; they would at most result in some superficial bruises.

If magic existed, at this moment, Young Master Chang would probably wish he could disappear, but this is a world of science.

Slowly unclenching his hands from his head, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Young Master Chang slowly and stiffly got up from the ground.

Covered in dust.

"Fei, Fei Brother," he said, with his eyes downcast, not to hide bitterness, but out of shame.

To be honest, even though he had been beaten up, he didn’t have any thoughts of anger or revenge, only confusion and incomprehension.

At the same time, he couldn’t face the gazes of others.

"Apologize to Brother Jiang," Fei Yi said with a stern face.

Chang Wei felt even more humiliated, but couldn’t defy Fei Yi’s authority.

"Brother Jiang... I’m sorry, I failed to recognize a great person when I saw one," he said, showing that he could be flexible.

"Brother Jiang, what exactly happened?"

Fei Yi’s question was utterly baffling.

You beat someone up, and you’re only asking for the reason now?

"Young Master Chang and my friend were drinking, and after my friend finished his drink, he still had half left," Jiang Chen explained briefly, not becoming overbearing because of the shift in situation.

The others glanced at Fang Qing, then quickly looked towards the half-glass of drink in front of Chang Wei’s seat, and almost instantly they had a rough idea of what had happened.

The slight anger within them began to dissipate.

Chang Wei had told them over the phone that he was cornered by someone.

Rich second-generation sons and street thugs, after all, were different; they still cared about a bit of grace.

Being stubborn about drinking was already a disgraceful matter, not to mention that the other party was a girl.

Now, they had even less reason to feel indignant for Chang Wei.

"If you can’t drink, don’t. The girl finished her drink, yet you didn’t?" Fei Yi laughed, his expression one of mockery, as he looked at the white liquor leftover in front of Chang Wei.

"Finish it."

Wan Yawen didn’t dare utter a word, knowing very well that he had no right to interject at this moment.

This time, Young Master Chang acted decisively, enduring the aches throughout his body as he walked over, picked up the glass, and downed the remaining liquor in one go, followed by an unstoppable bout of coughing.

It seemed his capacity for alcohol really wasn’t that great.

But if he had been as straightforward earlier, none of this would have happened.

"Brother Jiang, is this satisfactory?"

Fei Yi seemed still worried that Jiang Chen might be dissatisfied.

All eyes fell on Jiang Chen.

Fang Qing was no exception.

Jiang Chen glanced at her, and Fang Qing averted her gaze.

"Thank you for the trouble, Fei Yi. I’ll treat you to a meal another day," Jiang Chen said, knowing when to stop.

It’s best to be forgiving when you can.

The other party had already given him enough face.

"Haha, Brother Jiang, you’re too polite," Fei Yi turned his head and said, "Aren’t you going to thank Brother Jiang?"

The once arrogant Young Master Chang was now obedient like a student, a perfect example of compliance.

"Thank you, Brother Jiang."

Everyone remained silent.

Fu Zili was utterly at a loss for thought, feeling like he was watching a surreal movie.

As the boss, Wan Yawen ultimately had a greater capacity to bear stress, suppressing the turmoil inside and quickly gave him a meaningful look.

But Fu Zili, as if soulless, completely failed to notice.

Not wanting to miss this opportunity, Wan Yawen could only quickly walk over to him, subtly tugging at him.

"Don’t be stunned, go and talk to your childhood friend..."

He no longer had the confidence to call him Little Jiang.

"Talk about what?"

Fu Zili responded absentmindedly.

"What did we come to East Sea for?"

With the boss’s reminder, Fu Zili finally snapped back to reality, and under the anxious gaze of boss Wan Yawen, he turned around.

"Jiang Chen..."

All eyes were drawn to him.

In Sha City, where Fu Zili basked in limitless glory, he found himself short of breath for a moment, and quickly walked over to whisper something to Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen nodded.

"Fei Yi, I’m afraid there’s another matter for which I need your help."

"Brother Jiang, just say it."

"My friend here has come to East Sea looking to collaborate with Chang Wei..."

Before Jiang Chen could finish speaking, Fei Yi seemed to understand and didn’t care about the specifics.

"Don’t worry, Brother Jiang, I’ll answer for Chang Wei on this matter."

Jiang Chen didn’t bother with further pleasantries, "Let’s get together another day."

Fei Yi nodded with a grin.

"Then Brother Jiang, we’ll be taking our leave first."

A large group followed him as they left.

As they arrived at the entrance of Jiu Yan, Fei Yi stopped in his tracks.

Everyone else also came to a halt following his lead.

"Shall we visit the hospital?"

Fei Yi looked back.

Chang Wei, who had silently followed behind, lifted his head and forced a stiff smile.

"No need to worry, Brother Fei, it’s just a minor injury."

"Don’t blame me; I did it for your own good."

Upon hearing this, someone couldn’t help but ask, "Brother Fei, who exactly is that guy? Seems like we’ve never seen him before."

"You may not have seen him, but I have," Fei Yi exhaled.

"That’s Qian Qian’s sweetheart. Lucky it was me who came along, if Qian Qian herself had shown up, Chang Wei would probably really have to spend some time in the hospital."

Many showed a wary expression upon hearing this.

Outside of the Princess of Jin Hai, there was no one else who Fei Yi would refer to as Sister Qian Qian.

Although that lady seemed to have quieted down recently, reputations linger like long shadows.

The fear cultivated over many years shrouded the hearts of East Sea’s second generations, not something that could be easily dispelled in a year or two.

Chang Wei inhaled sharply as his pain seemed to lessen somewhat.

"Brother Fei, you’re not joking?"

"Do I need to joke with you?"

Fei Yi said, "The first time I met him, he was with Qian Qian. She told us so herself."

"Chang Wei, you’ve dodged a bullet there."

Some even started to feel fortunate for Chang Wei; being beaten up seemed almost like a stroke of luck.

Indeed.

Fei Yi knew when to pull his punches, but if it were that lady, the consequences would be unpredictable.

Chang Wei himself seemed to agree, with even the hint of embarrassment in his heart fast disappearing.

But then immediately.

He frowned slightly, sensing something was off.

"Brother Fei, if he’s Miss Shi’s sweetheart, then why does he have women..."

Being surrounded by women was commonplace; which one of them around didn’t have a bevy of lovers?

But crucially, that was the Shi Family’s witch.

He dared to have an affair?

"Right, Brother Fei, this..."

"Brother Fei, do you think we should give Miss Shi a call?"

Chang Wei tentatively suggested.

Fei Yi glanced at him.

To be honest, the thought had crossed his mind, as he was Shi Qian Qian’s childhood friend, and in such situations, his loyalty should have been unquestionable.

"We can’t call."

But peculiarly, Fei Yi slowly shook his head.

Many looked at him with puzzled expressions.

"But since we saw it, if we don’t tell Miss Shi and she finds out, won’t she come after us, after you, Brother Fei?"

Fei Yi revealed a helpless expression, seemingly troubled, yet he insisted, "Still, we can’t call."

"Why not?"

Chang Wei didn’t understand.

Tattling indeed wasn’t a manly act, but Fei Yi’s reluctance to tip off Shi Qian Qian must be due to reasons beyond just not wanting to play the villain and ruin someone’s marriage.

He fell silent for a while.

"Let me tell you something," he said.

The others all listened attentively, eager for details.

"Not long ago, a female star was detained in Two Yue by Ye Tingxuan. He demanded her, and in the end, succeeded."

The statement was succinct.

The second-generation heirs were shaken to their core.

They hadn’t heard of Jiang Chen, but the name of the Little Prince resonated like thunder.

Chang Wei was dumbstruck, disbelieving, his mouth agape, but unable to utter another word.

"Brother Fei, is that guy really that awesome?" someone asked, astonished.

Fei Yi didn’t continue.

Having heard this news from Cui Heng, he too was profoundly shaken, but he didn’t go to Shi Qian Qian for confirmation.

The details of the incident were unclear even to Pei Yunxi’s manager Cui Heng, so Fei Yi certainly couldn’t know them. Nonetheless, the news was enough for Fei Yi to realize that the man with the surname Jiang was probably not as simple as just being Qian Qian’s sweetheart.

"Brother Fei, who was that female star?" one of the heirs asked, gossiping.

"Why ask so many questions?"

Fei Yi did not specify, "There’s always someone higher up. This time, let’s just say Chang Wei has bought us all a lesson. From now on, all of you should keep a low profile. Don’t always bully others with your power. It’s not good."

Listening to his seemingly righteous words, everyone felt an odd sense of humor emanating from him.

But outwardly, they all obediently agreed.

"Let’s go."

Fei Yi got into his car and closed the door.

One luxury car after another drove away.