Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“You mean you want to fight?”
Zhao Yuanliang laughed out of anger. Not only was he not worried at all, he looked at Ye Chen even more arrogantly, “I’ve lived for over 20 years, and this is the first time I’ve seen someone as ignorant as you. Interesting.”
Although he said that, there was a flash of killing intent in his eyes.
Everyone in Jinling knew about the Zhao family’s second young master. Everyone was polite to him. However, Ye Chen dared to stir up trouble and even slap his face.
He was going to call for security as he thought to this point.
“Kneel!”
A thunderous voice exploded in his ears. Before he could react, he felt an indescribable pressure bearing down on him. It was as if a mountain had collapsed on him.
Plop!
He knelt before Ye Chen in a daze.
“F*ck, brat, what did you do to me?”
Zhao Yuanliang’s face was flushed as he struggled. However, he realized that the more he struggled, the greater the pressure on his body became. In the end, he fell to the ground.
At a moment, the entire hall fell into dead silence!
Everyone’s eyes were filled with disbelief!
What did they see?
The Zhao family’s second young master, the King of Chaos, was actually kneeling on the ground from a single slap. Moreover, he was prostrating on the ground like a dead dog.
One must know that Zhao Yuanliang was the Zhao family’s second young master!
Since Ye Chen made him to kneel, it would be giving the wealthy Zhao family a slap on the face. He would definitely not be able to withstand the wrath coming from the Zhao family after this!
Cang Shuxue and Li Yongmin were terrified witnessing that!
They knew that Ye Chen was bold, but they did not expect him to be so bold that he dared to touch the Zhao family’s second young master.
“It’s over, it’s over!”
When Li Yongmin came to his senses, his face was ashen and he kept stomping his feet, “Brother Ye, you’re in big trouble!”
Even though he was only a head contractor, all the projects that he took on cost hundreds of millions. He had interacted with many people. Naturally, he knew how scary the Zhao family was.
He might be worth over a hundred million, but he was nothing compared to the Zhao family!
“Ahhh!”
In the next second, Zhao Yuanliang who was kneeling on the ground, screamed in devastation. Subsequently, he looked at Ye Chen with hatred written all over his face, “Brat, you better believe it that you’re dead. You’re dead. My family won’t let you go!”
“The Zhao family of Jinling?”
Ye Chen squinted. Subsequently, he looked at Zhao Yang of the Zhao family who was looking at him in fear, “I’ll give you a chance. Call your family and ask them to pick you up. At the same time, get them to give me an explanation on this nonsense!”
The seven-year-old Zhao Yang shivered. In the end, he could not help but take out his phone and made a call. He cried, “Uncle, Second Uncle is being bullied. Come quickly…”
Meanwhile, the crowd was in an uproar. They looked at Ye Chen as if they were looking at a dead person.
Insane!
He was really insane!
Not only did he beat up someone from the Zhao family, he even dared to ask the Zhao family to come and collect him, as well as demanding the Zhao family to give him an explanation!
…
At the same time in a manor in Jinling, two middle-aged men sat facing each other. There was a game of chess in front of them, and next to them was a girl in black. She held her chin with both hands. Shelooked sleepy like she was not interested in chess.
At the moment, the middle-aged man looked at the black-clad girl who looked like she was deceived to come here next to the other man after putting down the black piece in his hand. He could not help but said while smiling, “Brother Ning, Ruolan is turning 19 soon, right? Have you arranged a marriage for her yet?”
“She’ll be 19 next month!”
The middle-aged man with the white piece shook his head and forced a smile, “This girl is proud and arrogant. Her temper is even more fiery than mine. Ordinary people can’t take her at all!”
At this point, his eyes showed a trace of reminiscence.
In this world, perhaps the only person who could control his daughter was that white-clad young man who carried a sword on his back?
He wondered how he was doing in Beijing.
The middle-aged man holding the black piece smiled faintly, “My second son Yuanliang, is turning 24. If Brother Ning doesn’t mind, perhaps our families can be connected by marriage.”
The middle aged man with the surname Ning frowned. Just as he was about to refuse, a series of hurried footsteps could be heard from outside. Soon later, a handsome and calm youth quickly walked in.
The man first glanced at Brother Ning, then he walked to the other man and whispered something to him. The black chess piece in the man’s hand shattered.
“Brother Zhao, what happened?” Ning asked.
The middle-aged man replied, “What else could it be? My useless second son is stirring trouble again.”
His tone sounded like he was teasing himself, but there was a hint of coldness in it, “Even though my second son is rather useless, he is usually more arrogant and domineering. If he’s taught a lesson, he brought it upon himself!
However, he was forced to kneel on the ground in front of everyone, and the person even demanded that my family go to him and give him an explanation. He’s clearly humiliating my family to be doing that!”
At this point, he could not help but look at the young man next to him, “Son, go and get him yourself. At the same time, find out who exactly is that ridiculous man!”
“Yes, father!”
The young man responded. Just when he was about to leave, a shout of joy came from behind, “Is there a good show to watch? Bring me along, I’d love to watch a show!”
The drowsy girl in black woke up.
Her pretty face was filled with excitement.
The young man shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, “Let’s go, Sister Ruolan!”
…
At Jinling Gallery, Ye Chen retracted his hand slowly and lifted his head to look at the young judge next to him, “Can we talk nicely now?”
The young judge fell to the ground in shock.
At that moment, a middle-aged man walked toward them, “Sir, I am Xu Anhua, the director of the Jinling Gallery. Please don’t cause any trouble and leave, or I’ll call the police!”
“Get lost!”
Ye Chen flung his sleeve and sent him flying on the spot. His voice was as loud as a bell, shaking the entire place, “I just want an explanation. Is it that hard? Why must you force me to use violence?”
“Security, security. Chase him out!”
Xu Anhua roared with rage.
As soon as he said that, four or five security guards in uniform rushed to the scene with stun batons in their hands. They surrounded Ye Chen.
A ferocious gleam flashed through Ye Chen’s eyes. Just when he was about to attack, he heard a deep voice coming at the door, “Wait!”
Everyone turned to look.
An old man in blue clad walked over slowly with his hands behind his back. There were many people following behind him.
“It’s Master Wu!
And President Chen of the Art Association!
Also Master Jiang from the calligraphy world!
Who would have thought that even they would be alerted? This matter has blown up!”
It was unknown who cried out, but a series of gasps followed.
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