?39: Chapter 39 Lessons and Extortion 39: Chapter 39 Lessons and Extortion “Boom!”

    With a heavy crash, the fat general shattered the porcelain tiles of the clothing store’s floor, also causing a noticeable tremor.

    Witnessing this scene, Young Master Zhao was dumbfounded.

    If none of his personal bodyguards were a match for this bumpkin, what was he to do?

    As his panic grew, Lin Yifan approached him.

    Upon meeting Lin Yifan’s lethal gaze, Young Master Zhao shuddered before hurriedly commanding, “Thin General!

    Hurry up and take him down!”

    Heeding the order and knowing he was no match, the lean bodyguard still charged at Lin Yifan with abandon and struck out at him.

    His reasons for risking his life were twofold: professional duty, and the need to provide for his family.

    He needed to make money off this foolish rich heir, so he dared not disobey the fool’s commands.

    Seeing the lean bodyguard attacking again, Lin Yifan coldly spat out two words, “Seeking death!”

    Following his kick, the lean bodyguard was sent flying once more.

    He crashed against a wall, vomiting a lot of blood.

    Lin Yifan had only used thirty percent of his strength with that kick; otherwise, the lean bodyguard would have been on his way to the Netherworld.

    Having dealt with Zhao’s left and right-hand men, Lin Yifan continued walking towards the young master, now seated on the ground.

    Seeing no way out, Young Master Zhao could only plead pitifully, “Big brother!

    Everything’s up for discussion!

    Please, no more violence!”

    “Discuss my ass!”

    Lin Yifan stepped on Young Master Zhao’s leg, which had been injured by the lean bodyguard, and then jeeringly asked, “Weren’t you really arrogant just now?

    How come you’ve suddenly turned into a bootlicking dog?”

    “Ah!

    It hurts!

    It hurts!

    It hurts!”

    Young Master Zhao cried out in agony, never in his life having felt such pain, it was like death itself.

    “Answer my question!

    Answer now!”

    Lin Yifan ignored Young Master Zhao’s agony and increased the pressure.

    Young Master Zhao had no choice but to immediately answer Lin Yifan’s question to alleviate the pain in his leg, “Big brother, I was blind to Mount Tai earlier and offended you.

    You’re a magnanimous man, please let me go!”

    “Hmph!”

    With a cold snort, Lin Yifan removed his foot and then glanced towards Xiao Cui next to Young Master Zhao.

    This contemptible woman had shown a terrible attitude and spoken harshly just previously; she was unforgivable.

    Frozen by a cold stare, Xiao Cui was terrified and quickly apologized, “Handsome guy, I was wrong too!

    I shouldn’t have spoken to you with that attitude, with those words.”

    “As a service worker, you should properly serve every customer.

    Always hanging around the rich, you reek of money; it’s just disgusting,” Lin Yifan rebutted.

    “Yes, yes, yes!

    Everything big brother says is right!”

    Xiao Cui dared not express any discontent, for the man in front of her was not a kind soul.

    If he didn’t even spare Young Master Zhao a glance, she was even less significant.

    “Slap your face ten times!” Lin Yifan ordered unapologetically.

    Words of chastisement were futile; only by making the offender feel pain could she truly remember the lesson.

    Despite being a humiliating act, Xiao Cui had to comply as she had no other choice.

    As the saying goes, the victor becomes king and the loser an outlaw.

    She must bear the bitter fruit she had sown herself.

    So, she raised her hand and slapped her own fair cheeks.

    “Smack!

    Smack!

    Smack!”

    Again and again, gradually the fair cheeks blazed with the fiery red marks of her palm, layered on top of each other, a shocking sight to see.

    The two receptionists at the door watched this scene indifferently; they had no sympathy because it was all brought on by Xiao Cui herself.

    Xiao Cui was humiliating herself by slapping her beautiful face in front of everyone.

    Next to her, Young Master Zhao was fuming with rage.

    Lin Yifan had not only hurt him but also made him lose face in front of his own woman.

    This was a debt of honor he must repay.

    Ten slaps passed in the blink of an eye, and then Lin Yifan asked, “Can you change your mistakes?”

    “I can!” Xiao Cui answered perfunctorily.

    Today was her unlucky day to encounter such a ruthless character; but not everyone in the world was a ruthless character, so she would still cling to the wealthy, still look at everything through tinted glasses; because in her heart, money surpassed everything.

    Lin Yifan couldn’t perform Mind Reading Technique, and therefore had no idea what Xiao Cui was thinking at the moment.

    Seeing that she seemed sincerely remorseful, he decided to let her off the hook.

    The lesson that needed to be taught was over; now it was time to talk about compensation: “Tell me, how will you compensate me for my mental distress?”

    “Mental distress compensation?

    You weren’t the one hurt, why should you be compensated?” Young Master Zhao felt that Lin Yifan was being unreasonable and clearly extorting him.

    “You guys scared me just now, I’m very fragile emotionally,” Lin Yifan answered, pretending to be frightened and distressed.

    “Fragile emotions?

    Your spirit is many times stronger than ours, stop the big lies!”

    “In a word, will you compensate or not?”

    Lin Yifan stopped pretending; after all, his goal was to have these people pay both in money and pride.

    Facing the threat, Young Master Zhao felt extremely uneasy, and given the current circumstances, he had no choice.

    After thinking for a moment, he decided to settle the matter peacefully with money.

    After all, a gentleman’s revenge can wait ten years.

    After he went back, he could gather a large group of men, and then, he can certainly get his money back.

    “How much compensation do you want?”

    Lin Yifan thought for a bit, then answered, “One hundred thousand!”

    “One hundred thousand?

    That’s too much!

    You just have a little mental issue, it doesn’t warrant so much compensation,” the man with the surname Zhao countered, unwilling to accept the compensation amount Lin Yifan proposed.

    In fact, he wasn’t short of money, but it irked him to be fleeced like this.

    “You think it’s too much, huh?

    Want another foot?” Lin Yifan lifted his foot, intimidatingly asked.

    “No, no!

    I’ll pay!

    Isn’t that fine?”

    The man with the surname Zhao quickly interjected, utterly speechless.

    Lin Yifan would resort to this whenever he was talked back to; what kind of man was he?

    “Hmph!

    You know what’s good for you.

    Had you dared to rebut further, I would have shown you no mercy,” Lin Yifan snorted coldly and then urged, “Hurry up and hand over the compensation.”

    “Big brother!

    I don’t have that much cash on me, only a bank card; do you have a bank account number?

    I’ll transfer it to you using my mobile phone.”

    “You can transfer money with a mobile phone?”

    Lin Yifan only knew about ATM and bank teller transfers but was unaware that mobile phones could be used for transfers as well.

    “As long as you have signed up for mobile banking services and downloaded the bank’s APP on your phone, you can transfer money anytime, anywhere,” Young Master Zhao answered.