Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 651 Provocation

Chapter 651: Chapter 651 Provocation

Li Feng squinted at Ye Fan, unsure if Ye Fan knew of his identity—maybe he did, maybe he didn’t.

If he did know, then Ye Fan’s actions were a deliberate provocation, especially since, back in Jin City, he had severely humiliated Li Feng’s brother, Ye Haolong. This seemed like a quest for revenge.

If he didn’t know, but still flirted with Mu Yuyan right in front of him, then he was clearly disregarding Li Feng, who couldn’t just sit back and swallow his pride as if nothing had happened.

"I’m being bossy, got a problem with that?"

As soon as Li Feng spoke, the tension was palpable. Zhu Jun beside him felt a sudden jolt in his heart as Ye Fan, hearing this, smirked and locked eyes with Li Feng with a snicker.

"I have a problem, and you have an issue."

Ye Fan responded sharply.

"Keep your complaints to yourself, but if you can’t hold them in, I don’t mind helping you out," retorted Li Feng with a sneer. Mu Yuyan, standing by, was puzzled by the two men’s interaction.

Zhu Jun, caught off guard by the turn of events, hastily tried to smooth things over, but Ye Fan stretched out his hand, "Zhu Jun, stay out of this. This is between him and me."

After saying this, Ye Fan cracked his knuckles and twisted his neck, causing a series of snaps, "Beauty, step aside to prevent any accidental injuries. Once I’m done with him, we can get to know each other better."

"Why can’t you just talk it out?"

Mu Yuyan bit her lip. Suddenly, she felt like a catastrophe, having men fight over her.

Li Feng turned to Mu Yuyan, "Stay over there."

Mu Yuyan’s face flushed with embarrassment. How dare he? It’s not okay to touch a woman’s buttocks like that, but nonetheless, she turned and walked away.

With Mu Yuyan out of the way, Ye Fan didn’t waste words. Conversation was useless; he lunged forward in a step, swinging a punch towards Li Feng’s face.

Ye Fan indeed knew from Zhu Jun that his guest was Li Feng. Though he had left the club long ago and stopped meddling in its affairs, Ye Haolong was still his brother.

He might look down on his useless brother, but regardless, that was his flesh and blood.

He could fight him, but others couldn’t.

Moreover, he had heard about the recent embarrassment in Jin City involving the club and Ye Haolong, which had caused much murmuring against the Ye Family, blaming Ye Haolong.

Could Ye Fan really act as if nothing had happened?

Knowing that he, Ye Fan, was the former Director of the club, the second young master of the Ye Family, who used to be a prominent figure in Jin City. Even the so-called "Four Young Masters of Jin City" were nothing before him.

Even though he had been away in the military for years, away from that circle, mentioning Ye Fan’s name would remind many of his vengeful nature.

Li Feng swiftly caught Ye Fan’s fist, looking disdainfully into his fierce eyes.

"Is that all?"

Clearly provoked by Li Feng’s contemptuous tone, Ye Fan skilfully lifted his leg for a knee strike. Li Feng sidestepped, employing the technique "Four Ounces Move a Thousand Pounds" to throw Ye Fan off balance, who staggered forward, nearly falling face-first.

Regaining his composure, Ye Fan chuckled coldly, "Seems you’ve got some skills, let’s go again."

With that, Ye Fan quickly moved in for another attack.

Li Feng sneered coldly. This time, he didn’t just stand there to be hit. From that brief contact, he had already gauged Ye Fan’s level, barely above an ordinary warrior.

Li Feng raised his hand and struck directly on Ye Fan’s wrist, moving forward with a step and hitting him with a Mountain Lean move on the shoulder. Ye Fan, struck heavily, tumbled backward like a kite falling from the sky.

"You really overestimate yourself. There has to be a limit."

Li Feng looked down at Ye Fan, who sat on the ground, and cursed. Not aiming for the face when hitting someone, Li Feng’s words were harsher than a slap to the face.

Ye Fan immediately got up: "Let’s go again."

Zhu Jun was speechless, quickly stepping forward to hold his childhood friend: "Old Ye, that’s enough. Fighting him is like humiliating yourself. Even my father says that his strength has reached the peak of King of Soldiers. In our Guard, there are very few who can beat him, let alone you, just a member of the Marine Corps."

"I, Old Zhu, whose side are you on? And who are you looking down on? What’s wrong with the Marine Corps? I’m certainly no worse than those warriors."

Ye Fan rolled his eyes. Is this how you encourage someone?

Standing aside, Li Feng snorted coldly: "He isn’t exactly wrong. You’re merely a third-rate player in a second-rate troop. I guess you couldn’t even beat that bodyguard standing over there."

"But this arrogant character of yours really does match your brother, Ye Haolong."

"Zhu Jun, let go of me."

Ye Fan was clearly provoked by Li Feng’s blunt truths, Zhu Jun gave a bitter smile. Li Feng really left no face for anyone, always hitting where it hurt. This childhood friend of his had always been arrogant, and now being harshly trampled by Li Feng like this, how could he bear it?

Zhu Jun let go of Ye Fan. Let the two of them fight; isn’t it said that fighting leads to friendship? If they don’t clear the air with a good fight, this will never end.

As Zhu Jun let go, the previously defiant Ye Fan now seemed somewhat dumbfounded. Dude, why did you let go?

Zhu Jun looked at Ye Fan standing there. Weren’t you eager to fight?

Ye Fan rolled his eyes, clearly having been apart for too long; they had lost their understanding of each other. He looked up at Li Feng again: "Hmph, there are ladies present today; I’ll spare you some face, but this isn’t over between us."

Ye Fan may lose the fight, but he couldn’t afford to lose the momentum. He had to stand firm.

"Old Zhu, I’ll give you face. Let’s stop here today. Didn’t you have something to discuss with me? Let’s talk inside."

Zhu Jun saw Ye Fan walk into the yard and thought, this guy really... Zhu Jun walked towards Li Feng: "Don’t take it personally. That’s just his personality, straightforward and can’t conceal anything. I had told him earlier about you coming, probably because of his brother, Ye Haolong, but after a couple of exchanges, he should understand his position. Let’s go inside too."

Li Feng nodded, glanced at Mu Yuyan, who reluctantly came over and looped her arm through Li Feng’s as they both entered the yard.

"This yard is private and not open to the public, only hosting some regulars. It’s modeled after the grand traditional gardens, very serene. It’s where we usually meet and hang out."

Listening to Zhu Jun’s introduction, Li Feng also cast his eyes on the scenery of the private garden. It must be said, the garden was exquisitely made with quite the flair, offering more charm than any club.

"Master Ye."

At that moment, a beautiful woman in traditional Hanfu approached with graceful steps. Ye Fan nodded: "The usual."

Without saying much, Ye Fan brushed past and walked into the hall. Qing Lian mumbled to herself, wondering why he looked so distressed.

"Qing Lian."

"Master Zhou, are you leaving?"

Qing Lian turned around to see several people walking out from the corridor, speaking with a smile.

"Master Zhou, isn’t that Li Feng?"