CHAPTER 618: CHAPTER 0536 BLACK TIGER ASSOCIATION

Because she remembered the cold words Ye Qingfeng said to her when he left Yanjing, words sharp enough to pierce her heart.

"I don’t need your protection, I won’t forgive you, you have nothing to do with me!"

Her face was stubborn, suppressing her emotions regardless of how they surged within her, unwilling to reveal a trace.

Ye Qingfeng smiled slightly, unconcerned. From Ouyang Liluo’s behavior today, he had understood many things.

As long as he confirmed that Ouyang Liluo still had feelings for him, he feared nothing.

"You... you’d better run quickly!"

At this moment, the shivering young man in formal attire suddenly said.

"Run?" Ye Qingfeng said disdainfully, "In this world, there’s no one qualified to make me run away, not even the Black Tiger Association?"

His words were extremely arrogant, not putting the Black Tiger Association in his eyes at all.

"Do you know who the founder of the Black Tiger Association is?"

The young man in formal attire saw Ye Qingfeng’s still smug demeanor, shook his head and said, "The founder of the Black Tiger Association is Yanjing’s ’Crown Prince’."

"’Crown Prince’?"

Ye Qingfeng said contemptuously, "How arrogant, dares to call himself ’Crown Prince’?"

A Crown Prince stands just below an emperor, a candidate for the throne. In such a huge city as Yanjing, there was actually someone nicknamed "Crown Prince"?

"You have no idea how terrifying ’Crown Prince’ is. In Yanjing’s elite circles, he is acknowledged as the number one young master. The Black Tiger Association, which he founded five years ago, has gathered numerous sons and daughters from Yanjing’s elite circles, forming an immense power. If you offend the Black Tiger Association, you are offending him. I advise you to run quickly!"

The young man in formal attire intended to make Ye Qingfeng aware of the Black Tiger Association’s terrors.

"’Crown Prince’?" Ye Qingfeng laughed and asked, "What’s his name?"

The young man was silent for a few seconds, pondering a terrifying existence.

"He... his name is Wei Wuming!"

"Wei Wuming?"

Upon hearing this name, Ye Qingfeng smiled.

It wasn’t the first time he had heard this name.

In the past, in the Ye Family hall, as the Old Master of the Ye Family, Ye Jialin, belittled and scolded him, several young names were mentioned. Jiang Qianjue ranked fifth, Wei Wuming fourth, Yang Linmie third, Yan Bufan second, and Yu Yaosheng first.

However, Yang Linmie, Yan Bufan, and the elusive Yu Yaosheng were all devoted to martial arts, seeking higher realms.

They usually trained in the Demon Beast Mountain Range and seldom stayed in Yanjing.

Therefore, in all of Yanjing, Wei Wuming was also widely recognized as the number one young master, and many people said that Wei Wuming’s talent in martial arts was currently unmatched in Yanjing.

Ouyang Liluo felt a surge of fear. She had also heard a lot about Wei Wuming. With exceptional talent, he overshadowed countless peers and shone in Yanjing, earning nods of approval from clan leaders of numerous prestigious families.

Looking across Huaxia’s young generation, the only ones who could rival Wei Wuming were the Ye Family’s two prodigies, Ye Lei and Ye Shan.

Thinking about how the Black Tiger Association Ye Qingfeng offended was founded by Wei Wuming, Ouyang Liluo couldn’t help but worry. Regardless of what Ye Qingfeng had experienced over the years, she ultimately believed he couldn’t compare to the Yanjing-dominating "Crown Prince" Wei Wuming and feared he would suffer greatly.

"To dare call oneself ’Crown Prince’, truly ridiculous. If he dares to trouble me, I’ll crush him with one hand!"

They originally thought that Ye Qingfeng would be apprehensive and afraid upon hearing Wei Wuming’s name, but unexpectedly, he grinned and was completely unbothered.

The young man in formal attire shook his head, utterly speechless at Ye Qingfeng. Such blind arrogance would ultimately lead to a severe downfall.

Wei Wuming, dominant among Yanjing’s younger generation, wasn’t someone to be trifled with. Attacking members of the Black Tiger Association equated to slapping his face. How could he possibly let that slide?

In Yanjing University’s library, a young man with glasses, scholarly and handsome, saw information on his phone, his gaze slightly focused.

"I didn’t expect that in Yanjing, someone would dare to touch my Black Tiger Association people?"

He showed a hint of a smile, finding it quite novel.

He stood up and strode out, countless admiring glances following him, yet he ignored them, going his own way.

"Ouyang, let me introduce you to my friends, they’re in the booth ahead!"

Ye Qingfeng spoke softly, a warm smile completely different from his usual cold demeanor.

The reason he wanted Ouyang to enter the booth was to let her avoid a confrontation. He knew the Black Tiger Association would surely come looking for him, and when they did, there would be blood. He didn’t wish for Ouyang Liluo’s pure heart to be tainted by these things.

"I’m not going; I’ll just stay here. You’re not anyone to me, so why mind my business?"

Ouyang Liluo shook her head, her tone stubborn, carrying deep resentment, which made the young man in formal attire burn with jealousy.

Such an ethereal beauty was usually so quiet and serene, yet she could show such humanized expressions in front of Ye Qingfeng—what a contrast.

"You’re not going?"

Ye Qingfeng chuckled teasingly, moving closer to Ouyang Liluo’s stunningly beautiful face.

"Wh... what are you doing?"

Ouyang Liluo didn’t retreat. She just slightly tilted her head uncomfortably.

If it had been any other boy daring to act so impudently towards her, she would have been utterly disgusted, but she couldn’t bring herself to hate Ye Qingfeng’s lightly teasing face.

"Hmm, my Ouyang has become prettier again!"

Ye Qingfeng praised her, sweeping away his previous tangled feelings, now just wanting to tease the beautiful girl who used to often blush at his antics.

Ouyang Liluo’s face turned slightly red upon hearing this, and she said with some irritation, "Who...who’s yours, don’t talk nonsense!"

The young man in formal attire felt like spitting blood. Despite giving flowers and speaking nicely, he never received a smile from Ouyang Liluo, yet Ye Qingfeng could stir up all her emotions with just a few words.

Just then, footsteps echoed from the end of the corridor.

The leading young man was handsome and refined, wearing gold-wire glasses. His eyes were bright and piercing, his frame larger and wider than average, leaving a lasting impression with just one glance.

The group following him was a step behind, evidently acknowledging him as superior. There were over twenty of them, advancing in a formidable line.

The handsome young man glanced at the fallen Black Tiger Association members, then at the white-suited young man whose eyes were blinded. Yet, he showed no anger, his expression inscrutable.

He looked at Ye Qingfeng and smiled, "Was it you?"

His voice was calm and composed, as if greeting a friend.

"Not satisfied?"

Ye Qingfeng didn’t even bother to answer, directly grinning. Ouyang Liluo was alarmed, couldn’t help but step forward and grab Ye Qingfeng’s arm, intending to tell him not to confront head-on. However, Ye Qingfeng reassured her with a trustful glance.