CHAPTER 859: CHAPTER 859: A SPECTACULAR AND RIDICULOUS SCENE

"You’re not going about this the right way. As the saying goes, ’no discord, no concord.’ Since you’re a friend of Young Master He, even if you offended my cousin before, you shouldn’t make things too difficult for him. How about this, as long as you apologize to my cousin Fengting, we’ll let it go. From now on, you’ll stay by Fengting’s side and obey his commands," the Fifth Prince said, his eyes twinkling with a new idea.

This person knows He Qingwei, so he should show He Qingwei some respect and not dishearten those who follow him. But if he lets him go just like that, Qu Fengting would feel disheartened. Having him apologize in public satisfies He Qingwei’s pride. Even if Qu Fengting is still a bit unhappy, keeping him around to follow Qu Fengting’s orders means he can still trample on him as he pleases, and he would surely be content.

When word gets out, others would say the Fifth Prince is magnanimous and tolerant, gaining both face and substance.

The Fifth Prince found himself impressed with such a quick-witted plan.

"He Qingwei, why don’t you thank the Fifth Young Master quickly?"

"This kind of opportunity is something others can only dream of, your friend is really lucky to have a blessing in disguise." Song Zhe and the others, guessing the Fifth Prince’s intention, said with expressions that were smiling yet not smiling.

But He Qingwei didn’t answer, gazing at Han Yan with a face full of cold sweat. He was internally cursing; he had just been taught a lesson by this guy, and the handprint on his face hadn’t even faded yet. How did he run into him again? If he’d known, he wouldn’t have come to join in this spectacle.

"Young Master He, how come you can’t recognize me now?" Han Yan said with a harmless smile on his face.

"Uh... Young Master Mu, what a coincidence, what a coincidence. I have some things to do, so I won’t disturb your meal any longer. I’ll be going now." He Qingwei wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, forced a smile that was worse than crying, and then turned and ran away.

But while running, his hands were awkwardly behind his back.

"He Qingwei, what are you doing?" Song Zhe shouted in confusion.

"Mu... Young Master Mu, sorry for the disturbance, I’ll be leaving now." He Qingwei hadn’t answered yet when he saw Changsun Feihong’s face change drastically, and he too ran out with his hands awkwardly behind him.

"Young Master Mu, I didn’t lay a hand on anyone, everyone saw that, I really didn’t touch them." Shortly after, Song Shibo also ran out like a rabbit with his hands behind him.

"You can testify, I really didn’t do anything, I didn’t do anything at all." Song Zhe finally understood what was happening and didn’t dare to say anything else, running out with his hands behind him as well.

When the other spoiled rich kids saw them leaving, even the dumbest among them figured it out. One by one, with their hands behind them, they fled like dogs that had lost their homes.

The scene was as spectacular as it was comical.

"Protect the Prince, protect the Prince!" Seeing Song Zhe and the others fleeing as if facing a great enemy, Li Yiba thought some formidable specter had arrived, believing his chance to show loyalty had come, charged forward with a group of guards brandishing their longswords.

But upon seeing Han Yan, cold sweat immediately streamed down his face like water.

"I didn’t do anything, I didn’t do anything." Li Yiba, face pale as paper, tossed his sword aside and jumped straight off the second floor.

Though the other guards didn’t know what was going on, their knowledge of Li Yiba was enough for them to guess he had kicked an iron plate. They followed his lead, throwing down their longswords and jumping straight off the second floor.

Yingfeng Building was plunged into a dead silence.

Here, silence spoke louder than words...