"You...you dare hit me!" Chen Feng covered his swollen cheek, furious.
He pulled out his phone with trembling hands and quickly dialed a number, his voice filled with urgency and grievance: "Young Master Qianye, I've been beaten up, you have to come and save me quickly!"
"Save you? I'd like to see who would stand up for a shameless scoundrel like you. You scum deserve to be taught a lesson!" Liu Feng sneered and kicked Chen Feng again without any mercy.
The kick was so powerful that Chen Feng rolled several times on the ground like a tattered sack that had been kicked away, looking utterly disheveled.
Liu Feng ignored Chen Feng and turned to walk towards Yin Le.
Inside the private room, the lights flickered dimly, casting Yin Le's figure in a hazy shadow. Her clothes were disheveled, her neckline wide open, revealing glimpses of her skin, making her appear both vulnerable and alluring.
Looking at Yin Le's state, Liu Feng felt a pang of pity. He gently buttoned her collar and smoothed her disheveled clothes. He couldn't help but recall how many snacks Yin Le had bought for him back in high school.
Li Yu hurriedly went to Liu Feng's side, his heart filled with worry and fear.
She gripped Liu Feng's arm tightly with one hand and supported Teacher Yin Le with the other. Seeing that Teacher Yin Le had finally escaped Chen Feng's clutches, she finally felt relieved and let out a long sigh of relief.
In her half-drunk, half-awake state, Yin Le's consciousness was somewhat hazy, but when she managed to see Liu Feng's face clearly, a strange sense of peace welled up in her heart.
"Liu Feng... how could you..." Her voice was weak, with a hint of sob.
"Don't speak, let's get out of this mess first," Liu Feng said softly. He then took off his coat and gently draped it over Yin Le's shoulders before helping her to leave.
Seeing this, Chen Feng was filled with boundless hatred. He struggled to his feet, a glint of madness and determination flashing in his eyes. "How could I let this go? Liu Feng, you just wait!"
Ignoring his injuries, he lunged at Liu Feng.
However, Liu Feng reacted faster, delivering a backhand elbow strike that slammed into Chen Feng's chest.
"Pfft!" Chen Feng spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground again, unable to get up.
"Liu Feng, you guys should leave quickly. 'Young Master Qianye' is not someone to be trifled with," Ye Jinwei reminded him anxiously, secretly worried, "If Liu Feng and the others don't leave, they'll definitely be in big trouble."
"Thank you." Liu Feng nodded slightly, gave Ye Jinwei a grateful look, and then helped Yin Le and left with Li Yu.
In truth, Liu Feng wasn't afraid of anyone. He thought to himself, "I want to see just how powerful this 'Young Master Qianye' is, but right now, the most urgent thing is to send them back."
However, both women were currently drunk and in poor condition, making it unsuitable for them to remain in this place. As for the so-called Young Master Qianye, Liu Feng didn't even consider him a threat.
With Liu Feng's support, Yin Le's steps were unsteady, and she walked with a swaying gait. Her full breasts, soft and elastic, pressed against Liu Feng's arm through the thin clothes, causing Liu Feng's heart to beat slightly faster.
Her cheeks were flushed with a delicate blush, like peach blossoms, from the alcohol and the shock she had just experienced. Her moist lips trembled slightly, conveying a sense of vulnerability and helplessness after surviving a close call, which inexplicably gave her a captivating charm.
Adding to the mix is Li Yu on the other side, both of whom are stunningly beautiful women. Even though Liu Feng considers himself a righteous gentleman with a calm and composed mind, it was still a torment for him and a test of his Dao heart.
As the three of them stepped out of Chang'an Mansion, a piercing engine roar suddenly tore through the night sky.
A convoy of luxury cars sped in like black behemoths, surrounding their vehicle. A group of men dressed in black stepped out of the cars, each with a cold expression, and completely surrounded their vehicle.
Leading the group was a man dressed in a flamboyant plaid shirt; this man was none other than "Young Master Qianye," Nangong Qianye. He walked slowly with his hands in his pockets, his steps seemingly casual yet carrying a hint of arrogance.
At this moment, a dark cloud slowly drifted across the sky, obscuring most of the moon and leaving only a faint light shining on Nangong Qianye.
As he walked, he secretly gloated, "In this capital city, no one dares to disrespect me, Nangong Qianye. Today, this kid dares to cause trouble on my turf. Let's see how I deal with him."
Liu Feng showed no change in expression.
Nangong Qianye approached Liu Feng, his tone unfriendly and tinged with contempt: "You're Liu Feng? How dare you lay a hand on someone on my turf."
Liu Feng looked directly into Nangong Qianye's eyes, his tone calm but with a hint of coldness: "That guy Chen Feng tried to take advantage of an innocent woman. I'll beat that kind of scum every time I see him."
Nangong Qianye's gaze swept over Liu Feng, then suddenly stopped on Li Yu. A hint of interest flashed in his eyes, and he thought to himself, "Just as Chen Feng said, this woman is very much to my liking."
Li Yu felt uncomfortable under Nangong Qianye's gaze and subconsciously hid in Liu Feng's arms.
Liu Feng slightly turned his body to block Nangong Qianye's view, his tone cold: "Nangong Qianye, this matter has nothing to do with you. Don't meddle and get yourself into trouble."
Nangong Qianye chuckled, his tone laced with mockery: "Haha, kid, who do you think you are? How dare you talk to me like that?"
Liu Feng sensed the chilling aura emanating from the other man. He noticed the unnatural dark circles under Nangong Qianye's eyes and immediately understood. Nangong Qianye's practice of absorbing yin to replenish yang had clearly reached the brink of demonic possession; no wonder he was so impatient.
"Nangong Qianye, your skills are quite good, but unfortunately you've gone down the wrong path," Liu Feng said calmly.
"What...what nonsense are you talking about?" Nangong Qianye's expression changed, and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.
"Let's go," Liu Feng said, turning to Li Yu without answering.
"Want to leave? Not so easy!" Upon seeing this, Nangong Qianye immediately waved his hand, signaling his men to stop them.
Liu Feng's eyes turned cold. He kicked away a person who was rushing at him, and the kick landed directly on Nangong Qianye. The two of them fell to the ground at the same time.
Nangong Qianye's face was extremely ugly. He struggled to get up, his eyes filled with anger: "You're asking for death!"
Liu Feng said disdainfully, "Nangong Qianye, what are you? With your pathetic skills, you can't even touch me, let alone hurt me. That's wishful thinking."
Enraged, Nangong Qianye suddenly lunged at Liu Feng. Although his movements were faster than those of an average person, they still appeared clumsy and slow in Liu Feng's eyes.
With one hand supporting Yin Le and the other supporting Li Yu, Liu Feng neither dodged nor avoided the kick, but instead raised his foot and kicked Nangong Qianye hard in the chest.
"Pfft!" Nangong Qianye spat out a mouthful of blood, flew backward, and crashed heavily to the ground, like a broken puppet, unable to get up again.
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