After hearing Shi Jingyuan’s words, Zhou Mengyu angrily shouted, "Who are you talking to? Watch your mouth!"
Shi Jingyuan yelled furiously, "I’m talking about you, you little bitch! Let me tell you, I’m very pissed off right now. Don’t provoke me. If you make me angry, believe it or not, I’ll sell you to wash bubble baths in Kabukicho!"
After hearing Shi Jingyuan’s words, Zhou Mengyu immediately got angry and retorted, "Go ahead and sell, is there no law anymore? Who do you think you are, just selling people whenever you please? Sell one today and show me!"
"You little bitch, I am the law! What I say goes, and if I want to sell, I’ll sell!" yelled Shi Jingyuan angrily.
"Enough!" At that moment, Zhao Yebao yelled out loud. He knew Zhou Mengyu was a good friend of his daughter; there was no way he would really let Shi Jingyuan make a move.
Zhao Yebao looked at Shi Tianlong and said, "Shi Family Head, please leave quickly. Miss Zhou is a good friend of my daughter, and she has nothing to do with this matter. Why bother quarreling with a young girl? Please take your people and hurry along!"
Shi Tianlong nodded and said, "Understood, let’s go!"
With that, Shi Tianlong and his people left, and Ye Feng followed them from behind and departed.
Watching Ye Feng’s departing figure, Zhou Mengyu bit her lip fiercely, seemingly making some decision.
As time passed, in less than twenty minutes, Ye Feng and his group arrived at the Shi family’s home.
The Shi family’s residence was a traditional R-country style mansion, filled with an antique R-country aura, looking very solemn from the outside.
At that moment, Ye Feng and the others got out of the car, and two Martial Artists in the early stages of Inner Strength escorted Ye Feng into the Shi family’s home.
Soon, several of them arrived in the grand hall of the Shi family’s house. Shi Tianlong was seated at the Family Head’s position, and Shi Jingyuan stood beside Shi Tianlong. In the hall, there were thirty middle-aged men dressed in samurai garb.
Each of the thirty middle-aged men dressed as samurai possessed Inner Strength.
The two strongest among them were Grandmasters in the early stages of Innate.
As Ye Feng arrived at the entrance, one of the Martial Artists in the early stages of Inner Strength kicked Ye Feng’s backside again.
"Hurry up!" the Martial Artist with early-stage Inner Strength yelled, leaving another shoeprint on Ye Feng’s backside. Ye Feng’s expression didn’t change, remaining incredibly somber as if about to drip water, but his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Nobody sensed how close death was to them.
Shi Tianlong looked at Ye Feng and said, "Bring him over to me!"
"Yes!" Then, the two Martial Artists with Inner Strength brought Ye Feng in front of Shi Tianlong.
Everyone present looked coldly at Ye Feng, their eyes revealing a schadenfreude demeanor, thinking that Ye Feng’s end was certain today having come into the Shi family’s residence, and this time, even if Ye Feng had wings, he couldn’t escape.
At that moment, Shi Tianlong stared at Ye Feng with cold eyes, looking at Ye Feng as if he were looking at a very pitiful worm.
"Kneel!" Shi Tianlong commanded coldly.
However, Ye Feng remained standing still, showing no intention of kneeling.
"You bastard, didn’t you hear our Family Head? Shi Family Master told you to kneel!" a Martial Artist at the early stage of Inner Strength yelled.
Yet, Ye Feng still showed no intention of kneeling; instead, he slowly raised his head.
At that moment, Ye Feng’s eyes turned incredibly cold, gazing at Shi Tianlong and Shi Jingyuan.
Ye Feng’s gaze was piercingly sharp, like a frozen sword that had endured millions of years, ready to easily penetrate their hearts.
Shi Tianlong and Shi Jingyuan were both startled, feeling as if their hearts were about to stop beating.
"This..." Everyone was stunned. They had never expected Ye Feng’s gaze to be so terrifying.
Ye Feng spoke indifferently, "Everyone kneel, kowtow, apologize, and I might spare your lives..."
Upon hearing Ye Feng’s words, the people present were all shocked, their eyes revealing amazement; then, they looked at Ye Feng as if he were a fool.
At this moment, Ye Feng, tightly bound, had utterly no power to resist and was even in the midst of the Shi Family. It would have been easy for the Shi Family to kill Ye Feng, yet here he was, arrogantly demanding that everyone kneel and apologize to him.
"Is this idiot brain-damaged?" the crowd speculated lamely as they stared at Ye Feng.
"Exactly, I think so. No wonder he’s so audacious, daring to attack our young master. Such a fool, an absolute fool!".
Shi Tianlong looked coldly at Ye Feng, "Ye Feng, it seems you still don’t understand the situation. Killing you would be as easy as killing an ant for me; I really don’t know where you get the courage to be so arrogant, did Liang Jingru give it to you?"
Ye Feng’s expression remained ice-cold, looking calmly at Shi Tianlong, "I don’t want to say it a third time, kneel!"
"Stupid fucker, are you brain-damaged? Believe it or not, I’ll break your legs first!" Shi Jingyuan’s eyes flashed with madness as he screamed; however, Ye Feng still looked relaxed.
"Damn bastard, you kneel first, didn’t you hear our Family Head?" Two Martial Artists at the early stage of Inner Strength behind Ye Feng roared and extended their foot, kicking directly towards the back of Ye Feng’s knees.
"Crack~~~" However, just at that moment, before their feet could touch Ye Feng, a tremendously powerful force erupted from him, and his body shook as the power surged.
Instantly, the chains on Ye Feng’s body shattered into pieces, continuously breaking apart.
The strong current of air knocked the two early-stage Martial Artists behind Ye Feng off balance, forcing them back a step, unable to even touch Ye Feng.
"What!" Everyone was startled. Ye Feng was shackled with very thick chains, yet he had shattered them so easily, breaking them into many pieces. Such strength was beyond their comprehension and imagination.
Even the two early-stage Martial Artists were utterly bewildered.