The Strongest Urban Son-in-law
Chapter 300 - 299: Divine Doctor?

Chapter 300: Chapter 299: Divine Doctor?

"What’s going on!" Immediately, one of the Four Great Saint Hands, President Han, shouted his question with the utmost fury, completely not expecting that before they even arrived, such a mess would have already unfolded in the judge’s seats.

"Not good! It’s Second Grandpa!" Upon seeing President Han, worry flashed in Han Yi’s eyes.

One of the reasons why the Han Family, as one of the top five top-tier wealthy families in Longdu, had achieved such status was largely due to the presence of President Han, who was the younger brother of the Han Family Patriarch.

Having such a Divine Hand in Dragon Country naturally secured an unshakeable position within the country for the Han Family.

President Han’s face revealed intense anger as he charged straight towards the judge’s seats, his rage all-consuming.

Seeing President Han approaching, Han Zheng became visibly excited – after all, President Han was his father.

Witnessing his father so enraged, Han Zheng was naturally not going to let Ye Feng off the hook lightly.

"This brat is actually still sitting in the Divine Doctor’s seat, is he seeking death?"

"Yes, now that all four Great Saint Hands have arrived, and he still dares to remain seated, not budging an inch — has he gone mad, or does he have a death wish?"

Everyone watched Ye Feng with schadenfreude, convinced that he was doomed. All four Great Saint Hands had seen Ye Feng sitting in the Divine Doctor’s seat, so how could they possibly forgive Ye Feng easily now?

Han Zheng immediately got up from the ground and glared at Ye Feng, who was sitting in the Divine Doctor’s seat, which would undoubtedly enrage the four Great Saint Hands. Although all of the Great Saint Hands were Grandmaster-level powerhouses, their status was akin to that of Legendary realm Martial Kings.

In other words, Ye Feng had just as good as provoked four Legendary realm Martial Kings.

With cold smiles, everyone watched Ye Feng, pondering how the four Great Saint Hands would reprimand him.

President Han approached Han Zheng, questioning loudly, veins bulging on his forehead, "You beast, what have you done!"

That terrifying roar, like the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, rolled in, causing the people around to reel in their hearts and minds.

Everyone looking at President Han’s furious demeanor revealed expressions of fear. A Saint Hand’s anger was indeed terrifying.

Ye Feng’s face remained calm as he watched everything unfold before him, still with not a hint of emotional turbulence.

Seeing Ye Feng remain silent, Han Zheng shouted angrily, "You little bastard, answer back, won’t you? Didn’t you hear my father asking you a question? Are you seeking death?"

Yet Ye Feng remained silent, instead looking toward President Han with an expression of utter calm.

At that moment, President Han shivered, his inner turmoil escalating. Others might not recognize Ye Feng, but President Han certainly did, and the fact that his son had just called Ye Feng a little bastard was cause for his alarm.

President Han looked at Ye Feng, their calm gazes meeting.

Suddenly, President Han’s face turned pale with fright. Calm! Ye Feng’s gaze, his expression, everything was too calm.

But it was this calmness that made President Han increasingly feel fear, a fear that seemed unbearable.

Anger flared in Han Zheng’s eyes, "Father, it’s this bastard! He dared to sit in the Divine Doctor’s seat. I told him to get down, but he remained indifferent, and even struck to injure me. Please, Father, seek justice for me!"

At this moment, Han Yi became anxious. Ye Feng might not fear Han Zheng, but now Ye Feng was facing the four Great Saints. If it had been just one of them, it might have been alright; however, Ye Feng had angered four people now.

Saint Yuanxin, Wang Xunfeng, and Jiang Yan also walked down to the referee’s seats at this time, their expressions extremely ugly.

Any fool could see that all four Great Saints were very angry.

Saint Yuanxin’s tone was extremely somber, "What on earth did you do?"

Ye Feng didn’t speak, and Han Yi was completely worried, immediately kneeling down to the Saints, "Elders, this is a friend of mine. He has some ability and is unaware of his own ignorance, which is why he is sitting here. Considering his youth and naivety, please let him go!"

Then Han Yi looked at Ye Feng, "Ye Feng, what are you waiting for? Kneel down and apologize to the elders!"

After hearing Han Yi’s words, the four Great Saints didn’t pay her any attention. President Han’s face grew uglier by the second, and he looked at Han Zheng and loudly demanded, "I’m asking you, what exactly are you doing?"

Han Zheng completely failed to realize that President Han was asking him, still thinking President Han was questioning Ye Feng.

"Damn!" Han Zheng roared angrily, his gaze locked on Ye Feng, "You little bastard, didn’t you hear my father speaking? Why don’t you talk back?"

After seeing this scene, President Han’s face turned even uglier with fright; Han Zheng had insulted Ye Feng again.

"I think this kid must have been scared by the four Great Saints, he doesn’t even dare to speak..."

"Of course," any other person would feel overwhelmed being stared at by the four Great Saints like that. It’d be normal to be frightened in such a situation, there’s nothing surprising about it!" The crowd began to discuss among themselves.

The competitors and spectators at the event all sneered at Ye Feng, imagining the dire consequences that awaited him.

Han Zheng bellowed in fury, "You little bastard, you’re too arrogant, daring to ignore the Saints and not respond to them..."

"You son of a bitch!"

But before Han Zheng could finish, President Han sprang up and kicked Han Zheng hard in the face.

That powerful kick, carrying the force of a strong gale, hit Han Zheng’s face heavily.

Han Zheng’s facial features instantly deformed, completely twisting together. His body became uncontrollable, soaring high into the air, gliding through the void for a good five or six meters, before finally crashing heavily against the wall behind the referee seats.

"Boom~~" A loud noise erupted as the wall collapsed, forming a huge hole.

...

In an instant, the entire venue fell into silence. Everyone sat stunned in their places, mouths agape, a tumult of shock rising in their hearts, completely baffled by the turn of events.

President Han actually kicked Han Zheng away with a single kick; this completely exceeded the expectations of everyone present.

With a crash~~~

Han Zheng crawled out from the rubble, covered in dust and extremely disheveled, shock apparent in his eyes.