When he arrived at the door, he slightly tilted his head and glanced at Jiang Fan: "You should be thankful you have a good brother!"
Then he looked at Jiang Qianjue and said indifferently: "I don’t kill him, not because you knelt and begged for mercy!"
"But because such trash doesn’t even qualify to die by my hands!"
As he finished speaking, Ye Qingfeng had already left, with Bai Wan’er and An Ruoqing closely following behind, their figures disappearing.
After Ye Qingfeng and the others had been gone for a long time, Jiang Qianjue finally let out a long sigh of relief and leaned against the shattered desk.
Wen Lun, shivering, snapped back to his senses but dared not make a sound. Pu Song, with shock and schadenfreude, quickly stepped out, and the two beautiful female students were still as if in a dream.
Jiang Fan was about to speak when Jiang Qianjue suddenly slapped him, knocking several of his teeth flying.
"You idiot, do you know whom you provoked today? You almost caused the whole family to be buried with you!"
Though beaten, Jiang Fan didn’t dare show any anger towards his brother. He held his swollen cheek and asked in shock: "Brother, who is he exactly?"
Jiang Qianjue clenched his fist, eyes burning with unwilling rage, but recalling Ye Qingfeng’s past feats, his anger instantly turned into deep helplessness.
"He is that one from the Ye Family!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Fan’s pupils suddenly dilated. He remembered his father Jiang Haowen’s stern warnings at home not long ago.
"Ye Jiujie? He’s Ye Jiujie?"
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Trembling, he patted his chest, appearing extremely terrified. No wonder his elder brother directly knelt; even combining their strength, they couldn’t match even a finger of Ye Jiujie.
If Ye Jiujie had killed him just now, let alone Jiang Qianjue, even the entire Jiang Family couldn’t make a peep; they’d have to swallow their anger and put on a smiling face.
"In the future, behave yourself in Yanjing. If Ye Jiujie wants to kill someone, not even an immortal can stop him. If this happens again, no one can save you!"
Jiang Qianjue, utterly disappointed, shouted angrily.
Jiang Fan dared not disobey, nodding repeatedly, still filled with unshakable fear.
The two students from Yanjing Film and Television University were utterly shocked. Now they finally understood what true greatness and real arrogance were.
Thinking of Ye Qingfeng’s unparalleled handsome face, they felt dizzy, longing to be by his side immediately.
On the street, Ye Qingfeng walked alone in front, while Bai Wan’er and An Ruoqing walked arm in arm behind him.
"Um... Ye Qingfeng, thank you!"
An Ruoqing’s voice was crisp as she spoke to Ye Qingfeng.
"Thank me? No need, you should thank her instead!"
Ye Qingfeng replied calmly.
An Ruoqing pouted slightly. As an exceptional beauty, topping the school beauty list at Yanjing Film and Television University, she received endless attentions from male students. Yet, Ye Qingfeng treated her as if she were air, without a hint of concern.
Bai Wan’er covered her mouth, laughing gently. Ye Qingfeng’s indifference towards beauties hadn’t changed at all!
"With things settled, I won’t stay any longer!" Ye Qingfeng waved them off, quickly departing, leaving behind a detached comment before he left.
"Bai Wan’er, just this once, don’t come looking for me again in such circumstances!"
Bai Wan’er stood there, and by the time she came to her senses, Ye Qingfeng was already gone.
She looked at the pearl necklace on her wrist, her eyes filled with a bit of sorrow.
"Alas, in his heart, I am still unimportant,"
she whispered to herself, shaking her head.
Beside her, An Ruoqing suddenly pinched her, teasingly saying: "Wan’er, you fool!"
Bai Wan’er, puzzled, asked: "Why am I a fool?"
An Ruoqing’s eyes turned wistful, with a hint of disappointment, but she still replied: "If he didn’t care about you, why would he come to help me? Think about how he would’ve reacted if someone else asked him for help?"
Bai Wan’er was taken aback. Reflecting carefully, indeed, if it were someone unrelated to Ye Qingfeng, he wouldn’t care at all, but today he agreed without hesitation.
A trace of joy surged in her heart, and her eyes sparkled again.
"Does he care about me?"
Ye Qingfeng walked down the street with one hand in his pocket, intending to find a restaurant for a meal when his brows subtly raised.
He could sense a faint presence locking onto him from behind, tracking him.
He grinned and turned towards a secluded path.
Ye Qingfeng walked at a leisurely pace, feeling the person behind him maintaining a consistent not-too-far, not-too-close distance.
This person emitted no killing intent, hidden among the crowd. Ye Qingfeng continued to change his direction, leading to increasingly isolated places.
Seeing Ye Qingfeng walk into a deserted alley, the pursuer hesitated for a moment but, being skillful and brave, followed fearlessly.
The alley ended at an uninhabited mansion, spacious in size.
As the pursuer turned into the alley, "he" realized Ye Qingfeng’s trail had vanished. "He" frowned and entered the mansion.
The mansion was desolate, with the yard full of fallen leaves, yet still no sign of Ye Qingfeng.
"Strange, where did he go?"
The tracker found it odd that with "his" skills, he could lose track of an ordinary person?
The sound of a creaky wooden door closing came from behind, startling the follower. She quickly looked back.
The person she followed stood by the door, one hand in his pocket.
"What’s your purpose in following me for so long?"
Ye Qingfeng arched an eyebrow, speaking casually.
"You knew I was following you?"
A clear, ethereal voice responded; it was a beautiful girl, around eighteen or nineteen years old.
Her face was exquisite, her oval face perfectly complementing her delicate features, her figure slim and slender, especially her waist, looking as if it could be held with one hand, her chest full and perky, undoubtedly the fabled devilish figure.
Ye Qingfeng hadn’t expected the one tailing him to be a girl.
"Does this surprise you?"
Ye Qingfeng glanced at her, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.
The girl wasn’t impressed by Ye Qingfeng, thinking he only discovered her by luck. She snorted coldly, saying, "Ye Qingfeng, right? You really are something!"
"Being so close with the number one school beauty Ouyang Liluo, not to mention being entangled with the second school beauty Bai Wan’er. I really don’t know what they see in you!"
The girl’s tone was resentful, her expression cold.
"That’s my business, what does it have to do with you?"
Ye Qingfeng responded indifferently, extinguishing his cigarette as his patience wore thin.