Fatty Situ looked miserable.
"Young Master, we're all human, so why is there such a huge difference?"
Ye Feng wiped the lipstick off his face and pointed to the other person's crotch.
Fatty Situ looked down and realized he'd forgotten to zip up his front zipper, revealing his red underwear. He was immediately embarrassed.
Xiahou Ba subconsciously distanced himself from Fatty Situ, since standing next to this guy could easily lead to misunderstandings.
"Master, why doesn't Sister Jiang even glance at me?"
Ye Feng said calmly.
"Maybe they think you're too ugly."
Xiahou Ba, "..."
Afterwards, Ye Feng put his hands behind his back and prepared to leave to find his sister on the distant bridge.
"stop!"
Suddenly, someone called his name from behind.
A group of martial artists from Jiangnan Prefecture blocked his way.
But everyone kept their distance from him. Everyone knew Ye Feng was not someone to be trifled with, and no one wanted to be killed for no reason.
Ye Feng turned around and saw a refined-looking man in a blue robe standing behind him, holding a large wolf-hair brush in his hand.
I've seen him fight on the battlefield before.
Although to outsiders, Dongfang Sheng's methods were very impressive.
But in Ye Feng's eyes, that's all there is to it; at best, it's just a large ant.
Ye Feng frowned and asked.
"Who are you?"
"Did you need something?"
Dongfang Sheng felt a little displeased. "You don't even recognize me?" he coughed and said.
"My name is Dongfang Sheng!"
He even emphasized his own name when he mentioned it.
It seemed to be a deliberate reminder that he was the leader of the martial arts world in Jiangnan Prefecture.
Ye Feng shook his head.
"Never heard of it."
In fact, Chen Haohan had previously used Dongfang Sheng's calligraphy to try and intimidate Ye Feng.
But he tore it up, threw it in the trash, and immediately forgot about it.
After all, such a nobody doesn't deserve to be remembered.
Therefore, he really had absolutely no impression of Dongfang Sheng in his mind.
Dongfang Sheng felt as if he had punched empty air.
However, considering Ye Feng's astonishing combat prowess on the battlefield, he clearly realized that he was no match for this young man.
Although Dongfang Sheng is arrogant, he is definitely not brainless and would not be foolish enough to go up and die.
He summoned his ghost servant and spoke calmly.
“This is my servant, who previously issued a challenge to you on my behalf.”
Upon hearing this, Ye Feng indeed remembered, and narrowed his eyes.
"So, you want to challenge me."
Dongfang Sheng felt a chill run down his spine, but he pretended to be calm and said...
"Ye Feng, I admire you."
"In your time of crisis, you dared to step forward; what awe-inspiring, what resolute, what exhilarating, what..."
Seeing him rambling on and on, Ye Feng impatiently interrupted him.
"Are you going to fight or not? If not, I'm leaving."
The guy in front of me speaks in such a pretentious way, it's really annoying.
"etc."
Dongfang Sheng stopped Ye Feng again and pointed at the ghost servant.
“You struck my servant twice.”
"How about this, you apologize to him."
"I can cancel the challenge between us."
The implication is that I'll let you off the hook.
Actually, Dongfang Sheng didn't need to go to such lengths.
But this guy is very concerned about his image, especially in front of so many colleagues from the martial arts community in Jiangnan Prefecture.
If we don't demand an explanation for Ghost Servant today, how will he ever have the face to stand in Jiangnan Prefecture again?
In his view, it was nothing more than an apology.
I didn't make any excessive demands.
Ye Feng should take care of his pride, especially in front of so many people.
After all, he was the leading figure in the martial arts world of Jiangnan Prefecture.
Thud—
Ye Feng slapped the ghost servant away.
The latter rolled more than ten meters away, crashing into and collapsing the wall surrounding Tingchao Pavilion.
Are you satisfied with my apology?
The ghost servant was buried under the ruins, and wailed inwardly.
This guy has hit me three times already.
Is this ever going to end?
Dongfang Sheng was furious.
"Ye Feng..."
Thud—
Ye Feng slapped him, sending him flying.
Dongfang Sheng let out a miserable scream and hung upside down from a large tree behind him, head down and feet up, looking utterly pathetic. His wolf-hair brush was even broken.
The so-called leader of the martial arts world in Jiangnan Prefecture is nothing but a pile of shit in front of Ye Feng.
If it weren't for his meritorious service in killing the enemy, I would have slapped him to death long ago.
However, at that very moment, an unexpected incident occurred on the bridge not far away...
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