Disciple, You Are Invincible, Go Get Revenge After Prison

Three years ago, a group of mysterious people annihilated the Ye family. He survived by luck but was thrown into prison, where by chance, he became the disciple of five masters...

Three years...

Chapter 1097 Dare to Make a Bet?

Ye Feng glanced at Dorje.

Dorjee lowered his head deeply, not daring to say anything more.

It seems that Dorje did not tell Chishaqing that the person occupying this private room was Zhuoer, the disciple of the Netherworld Sect's leader.

If she had known, she certainly wouldn't have been so aggressive.

Night Wind then smiled and said, "Miss Akashi, please don't be so angry, let me explain..."

Before Ye Feng could finish speaking, Chi Shaqing said without any politeness, "I don't want to hear your explanation. Get out of here right now!"

The two women strode over, glaring menacingly at Ye Feng.

"No, we can't just let this guy get away like this. He has to pay the price!"

"Make him kneel down and kowtow three times!"

Chi Shaqing then coldly said, "Did you hear what my two cousins ​​said? Kneel down and kowtow three times to apologize, and then get out!"

The night breeze felt both annoyed and amused.

This young lady from the Red Sand tribe is really aggressive. Has she always been this arrogant?

"Are you sure you want me to kowtow and apologize? Do you even know who accompanied me to this restaurant?" Ye Feng asked with a smile.

Who is it?

Chi Sha asked coldly.

"Zhuo Er, disciple of the Netherworld Sect Leader," Ye Feng replied.

Chi Shaqing looked Ye Feng up and down, and her two cousins ​​also cast scrutinizing glances at him.

After a moment, the three of them burst into laughter, as if they had heard the funniest joke ever.

"You said that His Highness Zhuo'er, the disciple of the Netherworld Sect's leader, accompanied you to this restaurant? You really dare to say that!"

"I was wondering why we couldn't see a single cow in our Holy City. Turns out you've been exaggerating it all!"

"What utterly shameless talk!"

Akashi and the other two women laughed without any politeness, and even cast a disdainful look at Yoru.

Ye Feng looked at the steward, Dorje, and said calmly, "Dorje, tell me, did Zhuoer come with me?"

Chisha and the two women immediately turned to look at Dorje.

Dorje hesitated for a long time before finally mustering the courage to say, "That's right, it was indeed His Highness Zhuoer who accompanied this gentleman to our restaurant for a meal."

Upon hearing Dorje's words, Chisha and the two women all showed surprise.

"Doji, is what you're saying true?" Chisha asked.

“It’s absolutely true, and I saw it with my own eyes.” Dorje nodded quickly.

"Then where is Prince Zhuoer now? I haven't seen him." Chi Shaqing asked with a frown.

"Well... I don't know."

Dorjee shook his head quickly, a helpless expression on his face.

Akashi and the two women hesitated, unable to make up their minds.

Night Wind said calmly, "If you don't believe me, we can make a bet."

"What are we betting on?" Chisha asked, frowning.

Night Wind smiled and said, "If Zhuo Er arrives here later, I will win, and the three of you will have to drink three cups as punishment. If Zhuo Er is late, I will lose to you, and I will kowtow to you to apologize. What do you say?"

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Chi Shaqing and the others felt somewhat puzzled.

The bet proposed by Ye Feng was far too advantageous for them, but extremely disadvantageous for Ye Feng himself.

Therefore, this indirectly shows that Ye Feng is very confident and certain of winning!

However, after thinking it over carefully, Chi Shaqing nodded and said, "Alright, then it will be as you say!"

Fifteen minutes passed, and Zhuo Er still hadn't arrived.

Another fifteen minutes passed, and Zhuo Er still hadn't arrived.

Chisha Qing was getting impatient, and the two women also showed signs of impatience.

But just then, a figure flew in from outside.

Who else could it be but Zhuo Er!

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Feng, my master had a talk with me for a while... Oh, Chi Shaqing, you're here too?"

As soon as Zhuo Er entered the private room, he saw Chi Shaqing and her two cousins.

At this moment, Chisha Qing finally realized that she had underestimated Yefeng!

Everything the man in front of him said was true; it was indeed Zhuo Er, the sect leader's disciple of the Underworld Sect, who accompanied him to this restaurant!

Chisha Qing is now filled with regret. Just thinking about how she had mocked Ye Feng earlier makes her feel incredibly remorseful.

Her two cousins ​​looked worried, fearing that Ye Feng would come after them!

After all, although the Red Sand Tribe is ranked among the top ten and is qualified to settle in the Holy City, it is far from being comparable to the Underworld Sect!

If Ye Feng really gets serious, it won't just be the three of them; the entire Chisha tribe might be in trouble, and big trouble at that!

"Now, do you have anything else to say?" Night Wind asked with a smile.

Akashi finally snapped out of her daze, then quickly stepped forward, picked up the wine pot and cup, and said, "I underestimated Mr. Feng just now, and I said some unpleasant things. Please don't take offense, Mr. Feng. According to the bet, I should punish myself with three cups, and I will now fulfill the bet!"

As soon as Chisha finished speaking, she poured herself a drink and downed three cups in one go.

Her two cousins ​​also rushed forward and punished themselves by drinking three cups.

"Mr. Feng, what's going on?" Zhuo Er asked, completely bewildered.

Night Breeze chuckled and explained what had just happened, and Zhuo Dun suddenly understood.

Zhuo'er then cast a disapproving glance at Chi Shaqing and said, "Miss Chi Shaqing, you really have quite the airs. Anyone who didn't know better would think that your Chi Sha tribe is the ruler of the Holy City!"

Chi Shaqing's face turned pale instantly, and her two cousins ​​stood there trembling, not daring to say a word or even breathe loudly!

Ye Feng laughed and said, "Never mind, it's just a small matter anyway, no need to pursue it too much."

Hearing Ye Feng say that, Zhuo Er's expression finally improved considerably.

Zhuo'er then said, "Since Mr. Feng has pleaded for you, I will not pursue this matter. This is none of your business. You must disappear from my sight immediately!"

Chishaqing, however, did not leave.

She forced herself to say, "Your Highness, we were rude and offended this gentleman just now. In that case, why don't we stay and serve you two as an apology?"

Zhuo Er smiled slightly and said, "You guys have some sense. Alright, come and pour the wine."

Chi Shaqing and the two women quickly stepped forward, and Wei Zhuoer and Ye Feng poured wine.

Dorjee, being sensible, left the private room and closed the door.

Ye Feng put down his chopsticks and asked, "I wonder what brings the Sect Master to see you so suddenly?"

Zhuo Er downed the Storm Wine in his glass in one gulp and said with a smile, "My senior sister told my master that my swordsmanship has improved and my strength has broken through to the True Yuan Realm. My master was very curious, so he called me over to ask."