Chapter 109, Fight
The new hatred and resentment made Yan Wenkai lose his mind in an instant. He raised his fist and swung it towards Dong Xiangrong. In an instant, the two men started to wrestle with each other.
This stirred up a hornet's nest. The students who followed Dong Xiangrong immediately started howling and rushed over.
A two-player fight quickly turned into a multi-player fight against one.
Yan Wentao, who was standing by, saw Yan Wenkai being bullied, and without saying a word, he also rushed into the battlefield.
On the busy main street, a group of students started fighting, which soon attracted the attention of many people.
In the past, everyone's attention would definitely be on the people fighting, but this time, everyone's eyes were focused on the red liquid on the ground that smelled of alcohol.
"What's that red liquid on the ground? Why does it smell like alcohol?"
"You don't have any experience with this. That's wine, something only the rich and powerful can afford to drink."
There were also those who loved wine, looking at the spilled wine on the ground with a look of regret: "You prodigal son, prodigal son, such good wine, how could you just throw it away? If you don't like it, you can sell it to me!"
"These students are completely unaware of the sufferings of the world. They're wasting such a good thing!"
After some discussion about the wine on the ground, everyone turned their attention to the students who were fighting.
This is amazing.
My goodness, seven or eight people couldn’t beat two people, and those two people were obviously younger than the other side.
"The martial arts students at Wangyue Academy are becoming more and more powerful. Look at their skills, so nimble!"
Yan Wenkai was really anxious. He was reluctant to drink the wine brewed by his sister. He wanted to give it to Coach Fang, who was teaching them, so that he could get more guidance from him. Now it was wasted in vain. How could he not be angry?
He still held back some strength towards other people, but he was not polite at all towards Dong Xiangrong and greeted him with all his might.
This guy was their old enemy. When they went to the provincial government with their father to report on their work, they had a conflict with him at the post station. That time, because of the appearance of the young prince, he was forced by his father to apologize to them.
I thought I would never see this person again, but I didn't expect to meet him again in Wangyue Academy. Moreover, he was a student of the military department.
Originally this wouldn't be a big deal, but this guy still holds a grudge against his father for forcing him to apologize to them, and he often uses his family background to cause them trouble.
That would have been fine, however, this guy also openly and secretly pressured the coaches to ignore him and his third brother. If it weren't for his good foundation and catching the eye of Coach Fang, they would probably not have learned anything after being in the academy for so long.
Yan Wentao always remembered what his parents told him, that he should not cause trouble outside. Therefore, he was not as fierce as Yan Wenkai in fighting. However, Yan Wentao was tall and strong. In addition to helping Yan Wenkai avoid some attacks, he could also deal with others from time to time.
"What are you doing?"
In the crowd, a student in brocade clothes seemed to want to step forward to mediate, but was held back by the students with him.
Zhou Chengye looked at Yan Wenkai and Yan Wentao. Although both of them were good at fighting, there were too many people on the other side. They punched and kicked each other, and the two of them were grimacing.
"We can't keep fighting like this, someone has to stop it!"
Wu Hongda shook his head. "I advise you not to get involved. Not to mention Dong Xiangrong, among those beaten was the son of the Minister of Rites. The Minister of Rites has been highly valued by the Emperor in the past two years and has been frequently summoned by him."
"The Yan brothers don't have much friendship with you. There's no need to offend the Dong family and the Minister of Rites for them."
After hearing this, Zhou Chengye fell silent.
The reason why he had several interactions with the three brothers of the Yan family was mostly because of the young prince.
I thought that the young prince helped the three brothers of the Yan family get places in the academy, which showed that he valued them. But now, it has been two or three months since they came to the academy, and the young prince has never seen the three brothers of the Yan family once.
Now, he couldn't figure out what the young prince's attitude towards the Yan family was.
Thinking of his second uncle who was supporting himself in Beijing, Zhou Chengye hesitated for a moment and finally decided not to cause trouble for his second uncle.
At the same time, about ten meters away from the fighting site, there was a luxuriously decorated restaurant.
On the second floor of the restaurant, a young man in brocade clothes, waving a folding fan, was also watching the group of students fighting below.
"Brother Dong, do you want me to send someone to drive those students away? It would be bad if they disturb the young prince." Another young man in brocade clothes who looked younger asked with a frown.
Dong Yuanxuan looked into the inner box, pondered for a moment, and shook his head, "Don't worry about it."
Like Zhou Chengye, he was equally unsure of the young prince's true attitude towards the Yan family. The three Yan brothers had been at the academy for some time, yet he hadn't mentioned them. Had he forgotten? Or did he simply not care about the Yan family?
Dong Yuanxuan took another look at the fighting Yan Wenkai and Yan Wentao, and thought of the hospitality he received when he went to the Yan family. Although he was unwilling to anger the little prince who had been in a bad mood recently, he was still willing to give them a chance or two.
What if the young prince heard the noise and came out to check?
Su Hongxin looked at Dong Yuanxuan. The little prince had been a little irritable these days and would get angry at the slightest displeasure. With so much noise on the street below, he was really afraid of angering the little ancestor again.
However, he remembered what his father had told him: when working for the young prince, everything should be led by Dong Yuanxuan. Since he said it was not necessary, then so be it.
Anyway, if the little prince gets angry later, he will be the first to bear the brunt.
“Crack!”
The inner door opened.
Sure enough, the two saw Xiao Yeyang coming out with a unhappy look on his face.
"What happened outside? Why is it so noisy?" Defu asked hurriedly.
Su Hongxin was just about to say that a few students were fighting downstairs when he heard Dong Yuanxuan say with a smile, "It seems the Yan brothers are fighting with someone downstairs. They're doing pretty well. Little Prince, would you like to take a look?"
Xiao Yeyang, who looked a little impatient, heard this and frowned for a moment before raising his eyebrows: "Daohua's brother?"
Dong Yuanxuan thought to himself, he still remembered it. He said that the young prince's amiable expression at the Yan family that day was not fake. "Yes, it's them."
Xiao Yeyang became interested and quickly walked to the window to look down.
Soon, Yan Wenkai and Yan Wentao were seen fighting with seven or eight people.
"What's going on? Seven or eight people are beating up two people, and they have the nerve to do that! Since when did the students of Wangyue Academy become so shameless?"
Then, seeing that Yan Wenkai and Yan Wentao had not suffered any loss, they smiled and said, "As expected of Daohua's brother, his skills are quite good."
Thinking of the first time he saw Daohua, and how she raised a big rock and smashed it on the human traffickers with such swiftness and ferocity, Xiao Yeyang's mouth curled up.
Behind him, Defu saw that Xiao Yeyang finally smiled, and he felt a great sense of relief.
God knows how fearful he has been these days.
"Let's go down and take a look!"
As soon as he opened the fan, Xiao Yeyang took the lead and walked downstairs.
Defu, Dong Yuanxuan and his group hurriedly followed.
Su Hongxin, who was walking at the end, looked at Dong Yuanxuan and sighed in his heart that his father was right. Dong Yuanxuan was indeed better at guessing the young prince's intentions than he was.
Look, the little prince's mood improved in a short while.
He really needs to learn more about this.
(End of this chapter)
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