After Song Yanxuan had taken a few steps, he was seen heading towards the table.

Xiao Zhan picked up a pair of chopsticks, and with a flick of his wrist, the chopsticks easily embedded themselves into the wooden floor in front of Song Yanxuan.

"Are you looking for death?" Song Yanxuan was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses and glared at Xiao Zhan, shouting at him.

Song Yanxuan saw that although Xiao Zhan's clothes were expensive, they were just bought from a clothing store outside, and he didn't take him seriously at all.

He immediately began to curse, "Do you even know who I am? You dare to offend me for her sake? Aren't you afraid I'll take your life?"

Xiao Zhan laughed as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, and he turned to look at Jiang Wei.

Jiang Wei felt offended by that one glance. She must have been blind to have married such a jerk in her past life.

Jiang Wei raised an eyebrow. Everyone has moments when their mind goes blank and they can't control themselves, like how she married such a thing in her past life.

She replied to Xiao Zhan with a helpless expression.

Song Yanxuan immediately flew into a rage. These two scoundrels dared to flirt right in front of him; they deserved to die.

"Get out of my way! You can't just touch someone I don't want anymore." He pointed at Jiang Wei, "You'd better get up and come with me to apologize to Fangfang and beg her to forgive you. Otherwise, even if you want to open a shop to make a living, I have plenty of ways to make sure you can't."

He was hesitant to approach Jiang Wei, since the man beside her seemed to be quite skilled in martial arts.

He had suffered too many setbacks these days. He was always ridiculed when he went out, and his self-confidence had diminished a bit. When he got home, he found out that his sister had been beaten by Jiang Wei. Others with official positions dared to ridicule him. What was Jiang Wei?

"How dare she bully my family just because she's a woman he doesn't want anymore?" He blurted out, "I'll avenge you."

Just then, he spotted Jiang Wei's carriage outside the Mingyu Pavilion and followed it inside. It turned out that Jiang Wei was having a secret rendezvous with a man there.

He was filled with rage and pushed open the door to enter.

Xiao Zhan used to worry that Jiang Wei was determined to break off the engagement because of the scandalous affair between Song Yanxuan and Jiang Rou. Now he clearly realized that Jiang Wei didn't care about Song Yanxuan at all, and Song Yanxuan no longer posed any threat to him.

He no longer needed to show any concern or care for Jiang Wei. He said coldly, "Get out!"

The chilling and imposing aura emanating from Xiao Zhan was like a cold arrow striking Song Yanxuan from the sky, threatening to pierce his body at any moment.

Song Yanxuan shivered involuntarily. He looked up at the sky, but there was nothing there.

He looked at Xiao Zhan, but didn't notice anything different about him; everything seemed normal. Yet, he felt a chill run through his body.

Xiao Zhan found Song Yanxuan standing there blankly, looking somewhat frightened, extremely annoying.

"Qingfeng!" Xiao Zhan's deep and mellow voice rang out in the private room, and Qingfeng walked in from outside upon hearing the voice.

"Master!" Qingfeng bowed respectfully.

"Get that eyesore out of here. Who does he think he is, spouting such foul language? I have things to discuss with Miss Jiang."

Qingfeng walked up to Song Yanxuan, crossed his arms, and said, "Song Yanxuan, did you hear what my master said? Please."

When Song Yanxuan saw that a servant dared to yell at him, his fist clenched so tightly that his eyes popped out. He felt that the servant looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.

"Who do you think you are, daring to speak to me like that? You have no manners, do you have a death wish?" Song Yanxuan didn't want to lose face in front of Jiang Wei, nor could he be overshadowed by the adulterer beside her, so he looked down at Qingfeng and berated him.

Qingfeng felt a chill behind him and subconsciously turned around to look at Xiao Zhan.

Xiao Zhan appeared calm and composed, showing no anger, but those close to him knew that he was extremely displeased.

Qingfeng turned around and kicked Song Yanxuan in the chest, saying, "Get out of here."

I told you to leave long ago, but you wouldn't. You insisted on getting me to do something to you. You're such a worthless person.

Song Yanxuan's feet dragged across the open door, his back slamming against the wooden wall. He clutched his chest and looked up at Qingfeng.

This kick was very familiar to him. Song Yanxuan looked at Qingfeng, who was pondering to the side, and said, "So it was you. I think you don't want to live anymore."

"I advise you to leave quickly!" Qingfeng said to Song Yanxuan. It wasn't out of kindness or compassion that he was looking out for Song Yanxuan; he simply didn't want Song Yanxuan to get in the way of his master and Miss Jiang.

They've been getting along well lately, so let's not let this clueless person ruin things again.

These days, Song Yanxuan has been running around trying to get back the job he had previously taken, but those people either refuse to see him, make sarcastic remarks about him, or simply don't give him any face.

He had had enough of being bullied. He could no longer tolerate these lowly people. He threw a punch at Zhun Qingfeng's face with his right hand.

Qingfeng rolled her eyes. They really don't know how to be polite.

Just as Song Yanxuan's fist was about to strike Qingfeng, his hand, which had been hanging by his side, swiftly grabbed Song Yanxuan's fist and, with a slight effort, handcuffed his hands behind his back.

Qingjian pressed Song Yanxuan down and used his foot to hook the door shut. "Let's go!"

Song Yanxuan refused to submit and tried to struggle, but Qingfeng tightened his grip on his fist slightly, causing him to feel pain and be unable to resist.

"Stop cursing, I'm afraid you'll lose face. I'm doing this for your own good." Qingfeng said calmly. "If you don't feel ashamed, you can shout loudly and scare all the guests out here to see Song Shizi's power."

Song Yanxuan was originally going to be promoted to deputy commander, but overnight he not only failed to get the position but also lost his job. He had had enough of being ridiculed and mocked openly and secretly these days.

Now he's in a sorry state, being suppressed by others. If his former colleagues find out, he'll lose all face.

He didn't dare to shout, fearing others would see him. He lowered his voice and said, "Let go, I'll walk by myself."

"Don't be so polite, Song Shizi. I'll see you to the door." I told you to leave just now, but you wouldn't go. There's nothing I can do about it.

The shop was filled with curious glances, and Qingfeng greeted them all with a smile. "Song Shizi's kung fu is amazing, it makes me..." He glanced at Song Yanxuan teasingly, "...admire him!!"

Of course, Song Yanxuan couldn't turn around and see Qingfeng's expression at that moment.

He struggled, his voice barely audible, trying to break free from Qingfeng's grasp, but it wasn't that easy.

Qingfeng gradually tightened his grip, the force coming from his arm, and the pain gradually increased. Suddenly, he pulled back, and Song Yanxuan felt a bone cracking in his arm.

"Ah..." he couldn't help but scream.

The sound reached the tea room, and Jiang Wei frowned, her face looking ashen as if she had swallowed bitter medicine. What on earth was this thing?

It's embarrassing for people to associate themselves with him.