149: Chapter 149: Pleasing Multiple Parties 149: Chapter 149: Pleasing Multiple Parties The air was thick with the stench of blood, and the young man clasped a still-quivering, blood-red heart in his right hand, looking as revolting as a skinned frog.
Mao Kangping, Brother Hu, and about twenty or thirty strong men from Yishun Auction House were already bent over, vomiting.
Those who could survive in the border trading market had all seen murder before, hadn’t they?
However, the gory scene before them shocked their senses.
The events of today would likely become the nightmare that haunted them in their midnight dreams for the rest of their lives.
Compared to Mao Kangping and others, Han Chuxue and the Third Master were faring much better.
Although they were pale, at least they had not vomited.
It goes without saying that these two had a much stronger mental capacity for endurance.
Ye Chenfeng casually shrugged his shoulders, his face still as nonchalant as if nothing had happened just now.
In his previous life, what kind of storm had Ye Chenfeng not seen?
He was very clear that mercy towards an enemy was cruelty towards oneself.
If Ye Chenfeng had not arrived in time today, what would have been the fate of Mao Kangping and Brother Hu?
Even if Ye Chenfeng had arrived on time, if his strength had not been as formidable as the Third Master’s, what then?
In Ye Chenfeng’s view, small-minded people like the young man who bully under the guise of authority truly deserved death.
“Third Master, have you thought of a reason for me to spare you?”
A voice like a demon from Hell entered the Third Master’s ears, and he instinctively pursed his lips.
Although he had killed more people than he could count before, the effect of the Extreme Itch Pill deeply terrified him.
“You think by not speaking, I will spare you?” Ye Chenfeng quickly approached the Third Master, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air.
With a few taps on the Third Master’s chest by Ye Chenfeng’s fingers, the Third Master felt completely immobilized, his mouth involuntarily gaping open.
“Third Master, actually, the taste of the Extreme Itch Pill is not bad.
Besides, I believe in your endurance.
If you can bear it without scratching your body, I promise not a single hair on your head will fall,” Ye Chenfeng said with a slight smile, as he fished another red pill from his pocket and stuffed it into the Third Master’s mouth.
Now, who would believe Ye Chenfeng’s tall tales?
The young man’s fate was a prime example.
Watching the red pill approach his mouth, the Third Master cursed inwardly.
He wished he could slap himself and then kneel down and apologize to Ye Chenfeng.
He did not want to die in such agony.
The moment the red pill entered his mouth and slid down his throat, Ye Chenfeng tapped the Third Master’s chest a few more times, restoring the Third Master’s ability to move.
It didn’t take long for the effects of the Extreme Itch Pill to take hold within the Third Master.
He felt as though ants were gnawing all over his body, an itch and pain so intense, it felt like it came from deep inside.
No wonder the young man, even after tearing off all the skin on his body, found it to no avail.
The Third Master’s strength was, after all, of the Profound Rank High Grade.
His endurance was certainly stronger than that of ordinary people.
Despite this, after ten minutes, the Third Master’s forehead was dripping with sweat, as if he had been fished out of water, even in the dead of winter.
With a ripping sound, the itching became unbearable, and a single scratch tore the fabric on his arm to shreds, leaving behind deep, bloodied marks that were truly terrifying to behold.
Ye Chenfeng glanced at Mao Kangping and Brother Hu and asked, “Have the two of you fully released your anger?” Ye Chen had already made a decision in his heart a moment ago; he had decided not to kill the Third Master.
After all, the Third Master was from the Ancient Martial World, and who’s to say there wouldn’t be a use for him in the future?
With the threat of the Extreme Itch Pill, it was unlikely that the other party could play any tricks.
Mao Kangping and Brother Hu hurriedly nodded, saying, “Mr.
Ye, we have let out our anger.”
Mao Kangping and Brother Hu surely did not want to witness another bloody scene.
If this continued, they probably wouldn’t be able to eat for days and nights.
The anger in their hearts had long since vanished after witnessing the death of the young man.
“Hey, Third Master, how does it feel?” Ye Chenfeng wasn’t in a hurry to give Third Master the antidote.
Three nights earlier, his back had endured several punches from Third Master, and without letting the other side fully experience the power of the Extreme Itch Pill, he truly felt he wouldn’t be doing himself justice.
Third Master’s clothes were torn to shreds, and his body was covered in deep bloody scratches.
Thankfully, Third Master had decent self-control; otherwise, he would have ended up like a young man, skinning himself alive.
“I must have been blind, it was unforgivable of me to offend you.
I beg your forgiveness just this once!
I absolutely won’t make the same mistake a second time,” Third Master rolled on the ground as if it took all his strength to utter those words.
Ye Chenfeng felt that the time was about right; any longer and Third Master might turn into a second skinned frog.
He pulled out a black pill from another pocket of his trousers and tossed it to Third Master, “Here’s the antidote; take it!”
Upon hearing it was the antidote, Third Master hurriedly swallowed it, and within two to three minutes, all the pain and itchiness on his body vanished as though it had never been there.
He kept thanking Ye Chenfeng profusely, but in his heart, he was thinking that revenge, even after a decade, would not be too late.
However, Ye Chenfeng’s next words completely sank Third Master into despair, “Don’t be too delighted just yet.
The effects of the Extreme Itch Pill recur annually.
That black pill I just gave you will only keep you free from suffering for a year.
From now on, I will provide you with an antidote every year.
But if you do something to displease me, then you can just wait for your doom!”
With a gulp, Third Master’s heart turned ice-cold; this meant from now on, his life hung by a thread in Ye Chenfeng’s hands.
Remembering the torment of the Extreme Itch Pill, Third Master sighed inwardly and quickly said, “No, no, that won’t happen.
If you tell me to go west, I’ll never go east; if you tell me to climb a mountain of swords, I’ll never shrink back to a pot of oil.”
“Surprisingly, you’re not bad at flattery.
In ancient times, in the royal court, you’d surely have been material for a chief eunuch!” Ye Chenfeng said offhandedly.
“Can I afford not to flatter?
My life is in your hands now,” Third Master thought mournfully.
Living was obviously preferable to dying; after all, this vibrant world had too many delights to make one linger.
Ye is right,” Third Master learned from Mao Kangping and Brother Hu to address Ye Chenfeng as Mr.
Ye, should I arrange a place for you to stay?
You surely won’t be leaving the marketplace today, right?” Brother Hu stepped forward to ingratiate himself, understanding that he needed to cultivate a relationship with a person of Ye Chenfeng’s caliber.
Ye, why not stay at my shop instead?
Anyway, I have plenty of vacant rooms there!” Mao Kangping was not to be outdone.
Ye should stay with me!
I have ready-made rooms, and later, I can clean up and give Mr.
Ye a welcome feast,” Third Master promptly chimed in earnestly.
“Cough, cough.” Standing behind Ye Chenfeng, Han Chuxue, feeling neglected, let out an involuntary cough.
Third Master was the first to react, enthusiastically calling out, “Sister-in-law, do you have any instructions?” In his mind, the three days Han Chuxue had spent with Ye Chenfeng must have…
well, as the saying goes, ‘when a young man and woman are together, passions ignite.’
“Sister-in-law, just tell me, Little Hu, what you need and I’ll make sure it’s done perfectly,” said Brother Hu.
Sister-in-law, your business is Mr.
Ye’s business, and Mr.
Ye’s business is our business; please don’t be polite with us!” added Mao Kangping and Brother Hu enthusiastically.
Han Chuxue’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment, especially since Third Master had also called her sister-in-law; three days ago, she herself had been an auction item at Third Master’s!
She retorted with delicate indignation, “Who is your sister-in-law?”(To be continued.
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