Translator: Dragon Boat Translation  Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
âI have to win the Heavenly Yellow Root back!â
Young master Teng muttered as he gnashed his teeth, watching the Heavenly Yellow Root in Ye Fengâs hand with red eyes.
At the order of his grandpa, he would gift the Heavenly Yellow Root to the big figure that he ought to meet.
Previously, he was confident that Sang Biao would defeat Ye Feng easily. Then, he could drive the jerk away from Fang Ying while keeping the Heavenly Yellow Root.
However, he could never imagine that the brat would defeat Sang Biao in one move.
âI have to get the Heavenly Yellow Root back! Otherwise, my image in the eyes of that big figure would be greatly diminished!â
Young master Teng then fixated onto the unkempt middle-aged man in the corner. Closely after, he strode towards him.
All the other playboys in the box hurriedly moved out of the way, given young master Tengâs furious expression.
Under the astonished gaze of the others, young master Teng walked in front of the unkempt middle-aged man before kneeling down and asking, âSenior, please help me!â
âWhat the hell!â
Young master Tengâs actions shocked everyone in the box.
Nobody noticed the unkempt middle-aged man before; they didnât even see where he entered.
âThat guy looks like a beggar.â
However, young master Teng, a member of the second-affluent generation in southern China was kneeling down before a middle-aged man and asking for his help. It⦠it was unbelievable.
â¦
In a split second, each of the playboys in the room joined in a hot discussion about the identity of the middle-aged man.
Closely after, everyone watched as Sang Biao struggled to pick himself up before dragging his torn body towards the middle-aged man. He then knelt down in front of him, asking, âMaster, please avenge my insult!â
â¦
After hearing Sang Biaoâs words, the entire box went into an uproar!
âMaster!â
âThis middle-aged beggar is Sang Biaoâs master! Thatâs⦠unbelievable!â
One second later, the entire box went into dead silence as all the playboys fixated onto the mysterious unkempt middle-aged man.
âPowerhouse!â
They could only define that mysterious middle-aged man as a powerhouse!
âAmazingâ¦â
Right then, the unkempt middle-aged man bottomed up the rest of his bottle of high-concentration booze, wiped off the liquor stains on his mouth, and preceded to speak slowly, âIâve not imagined that thereâs such a powerhouse in Jiangshi City. Amazing!â
After speaking, he suddenly stood up as he looked straight into Ye Fengâs eyes, yelling, âIf so, let me have a try!â
With deep battle intent in his eyes, he stomped forward and flashed away. In a split second, he had disappeared in front of Ye Feng!
Crack!
Crack!
After the middle-aged man sprinted off, his remaining qi smashed the remaining glass bottles on the table.
â¦
âHe smashed the empty bottles into pieces with only his remaining qi, what⦠terrifying power.â
Everyone in the box was shocked by what they just witnessed!
In their eyes, the middle-aged man was as terrifying as a deity!
Each of the playboys fixated onto Ye Feng with mercy.
Previously, they thought Ye Feng was by far the strongest person around; unexpectedly, there was an even greater powerhouse.
They knew it was clear that the unkempt middle-aged man was much more powerful than Sang Biao.
âYe Feng is dead!â
Young master Teng curled his lip with an ecstasy as he hurriedly walked towards Ye Feng, asking, âYe Feng, how about having another bet?â
Young master Teng then took out Fantasy Vine Grass and put it onto the table, asking, âAs long as you can beat him, you can have this Fantasy Vine Grass! If you lose, the Heavenly Yellow Root will belong to me! Additionally, you have to leave Fang Ying forever!â
Young master Teng made an even greater bet this time!
He was determined to get back the Heavenly Yellow Root!
After hearing his words, Ye Feng revealed a faint playful look as he stared straight into the eyes of the unkempt middle-aged, saying, âYouâre powerful!â
After hearing Ye Fengâs words, every playboy in the box became spirited.
Even though Ye Feng had admitted that he was powerful. Apparently, he knew the middle-aged man was greatly powerful.
However, Ye Fengâs next words froze everyone in excitement!
âBut itâs just so-so!â
âWhat!â
âYouâre powerful, but itâs just so-so!â
âThis guy is not afraid of anything?â
â¦
All the playboys felt as if Ye Feng had lost his mind.
âThe middle-aged man could break the empty glass bottles on the table with only his remaining qi, how could Ye Feng be more powerful?â
âThis is insane!â
âEven though Ye Feng has cultivated since birth, he could never match that middle-aged man.â
âHowever, heâs still very presumptuous. Heâs courting death!â
Everyone in the present watched Ye Feng as if he was an idiot.
Even Fang Ying was worried about him.
âThis jerk couldnât live without showing offâ¦â
Fang Ying became speechless!
After hearing Ye Fengâs words, the middle-aged man became filled with bone-piercingly icy laughter!
âBoy, thereâs always someone more powerful than you! Hopefully, youâre as powerful as you think!â
The middle-aged man then took a short gaze at Sang Biao as he curled his lip, saying, âYou told my disciple that you could defeat him in one move! Therefore, I will defeat you in one move!â
âI will defeat you in one move!â
The middle-aged manâs words sounded extremely presumptuous. He wanted to avenge his discipleâs defeat!
The middle-aged man returned Ye Fengâs words back to him!
In an instant, young master Teng, Sang Biao, AâSan, and all the other playboys became greatly thrilled.
They knew that the unkempt middle-aged man was absolutely infuriated and wanted payback, an eye for an eye!
However, after hearing his words, Ye Feng wasnât scared at all; instead, he hurriedly waved his hand and said with a smile, âNo, no, no! After all, youâre his master! I should pay respect to you!â
After speaking, Ye Feng slightly curled his lip, adding, âJust now, I defeated him in one move! Now, I will allow you to attack me three times!â
âWhat!â
After hearing Ye Fengâs words, young master Teng and all the other people became infuriated.
âPresumptuous!â
âArrogant!â
âHe defeated Sang Biao in one move!â
âHeâs allowing Sang Biaoâs master to attack him three times!â
âThatâs⦠presumptuous to the extreme!â
âWhatâs even more shameless is that he said he would pay tribute to Sang Biaoâs master by allowing him to attack three times!â
âOh, my f*cking god!â
âLook at his universally unrivaled, self-centered look, thatâs unbelievable!â
Even Fang Ying couldnât stand him anymore. Watching Ye Feng speechless, she felt as if the jerk definitely needed a spanking.
âGood! Very good! After living for 3 decades, Iâve already seen many people! But youâre the first person to make me feel as if Iâm losing IQ, due to your presumptuous deeds and words!â
The unkempt middle-aged man laughed out loud as his eyes raged with deep fierce intent, adding, âIf so, go die!â