CHAPTER 635: CHAPTER 0553: BASTARD, LET HER GO

Ye Miao had a smile on his lips. Yan Wudao’s fame was known throughout the country, and if he were to open a teaching session, countless talented prodigies would wish to become his disciples. He believed Ye Qingfeng would surely also be tempted.

The next moment, however, everyone’s expression froze on their faces.

Ye Qingfeng walked past Ye Lei without turning his head, leaving behind only a cold and domineering voice.

"Just because he’s Yan Wudao, what qualifications does he have to teach me? Defeating him would take only one move!"

With these words spoken, Ye Qingfeng had already disappeared from everyone’s sight, leaving behind stunned onlookers.

"This punk kid is still so incorrigible!"

Ye Zhenkun was so angry that his beard trembled, and he slapped the table with his palm.

Ye Miao gently shook his head, feeling somewhat helpless with this nephew, who didn’t even take the renowned strongman Yan Wudao of Huaxia seriously.

Ye Lei and Ye Shan were both left speechless. This little brother of theirs was still as willful and prone to boasting as ever.

Defeat Yan Wudao in one move? That’s simply a myth.

Ye Miao’s gaze returned to the martial artists lying prone on the ground, a wave of doubt surged up in his mind.

"Strange, how did this punk manage to defeat so many martial artists?"

Ye Zhenkun also noticed the problem, questioning in confusion.

Ye Miao pondered for a moment, then his eyes lit up.

"Dad, I think it must have been Gang who helped him!"

"Gang has a special ’Borrowing Power’ technique, allowing him to temporarily lend 50% of his power to others for an hour. Xiao Feng probably borrowed Gang’s power to vent his frustrations!"

Ye Zhenkun nodded slightly. That was the only explanation that made sense. Ye Lei and Ye Shan inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief; they had thought this younger brother possessed some unknown, formidable strength.

"Yan Wudao? What a joke!"

Leaving the Ye Family, Ye Qingfeng directly headed towards the school, an increasing disdain at the corner of his mouth.

To have him attend some Yanjing Training Camp was completely absurd. In a world so vast, who could possibly be qualified to teach him, Ye Jiujie?

"Wei Wuming, actually Jian Jiaojiao’s nephew, this is getting more and more interesting!"

Ye Qingfeng smirked coldly, with a teasing tone.

"Old man, you think Jian Jiaojiao’s nephew is the real hero? Heh, just wait and see!"

He wasn’t worried at all about Ye Zhenkun’s stubborn attitude. Time was on his side, and the Ye Family would eventually bow to him. The reason he hadn’t immediately revealed his identity in the Martial Arts World was that he wanted to see Ye Zhenkun’s true colors.

"Wei Wuming? ’Crown Prince’ of Yanjing? Jian Jiaojiao? Jian Family?"

"Hey, games are more fun when played slowly!"

Ye Qingfeng slowly clenched his fists and disappeared down the street.

It took Ye Zhenkun a long time to calm his inner fury when he received a call from Ye Gang.

"Dad, how did the talk with Xiao Feng go?"

Ye Gang asked directly, his tone calm.

"Hmph, Gang, you lent him your strength, letting him make a mess at home, injuring hundreds of guards, and then you ask me how the talk went?"

Ye Zhenkun snapped.

"Lent him my strength?"

Ye Gang was taken aback, then chuckled and asked, "Dad, from the sound of it, the conversation didn’t go well?"

Ye Zhenkun said coldly, "Gang, having this brat convey your intentions to me is not as good as you coming here yourself. Wanting me to acknowledge Liu Mei’s status is absolutely impossible!"

His tone was firm and filled with anger.

Ye Gang remained silent on the other end of the phone for a long time, finally sighing.

"Dad, this time, you’re wrong again! Brother Yan’s son is someone who stands above all others!"

Ouyang Liluo was in a good mood today, walking cheerfully out of the classroom with her friend Yue Xiang just after class.

"The military training being postponed for a week is great!"

Yue Xiang was very excited, having thought that military training would start right at the beginning of the school year, but now it could be delayed for a week. It was like a death row inmate suddenly hearing their sentence had been commuted to life.

"What’s there to be happy about?" Ouyang Liluo smiled, "Don’t we still have to do military training?"

Yue Xiang snapped out of it and suddenly said, "Hey, I didn’t get a chance to ask you earlier. Who was that handsome guy at noon? I see you’re really different with him. Could he be your boyfriend?"

Ouyang Liluo’s cheeks flushed, and she hurried to say, "What are you talking about, boyfriend? He’s just a bad guy, always lying, and always making me angry."

Yue Xiang had a disbelieving expression: "Liluo, he makes you angry? I’ve been with you for several days and I’ve never seen you angry, except for today!"

"And was that really anger? Purely just flirting like a young couple!"

Ouyang Liluo’s pretty face turned another shade of pink, and she shook her head, "Don’t talk nonsense, what flirting, that’s so nasty!"

Yet in her heart, she quietly thought, "Was that flirting?"

Thinking of the harmonious and soft feeling when she interacted with Ye Qingfeng today, her heart skipped a beat.

"No, why should I be nice to him? Back when he abandoned me, he didn’t look back!"

She lightly furrowed her brows, the resentment in her heart rising again, completely forgetting her burning anxiety when Ye Qingfeng had left in desolation earlier today.

"What, thinking of me?"

Just then, a hand suddenly reached over from her side and directly pulled her into an embrace.

Ouyang Liluo was startled, but the familiar feeling left her with no resistance. When she turned her head, Ye Qingfeng’s handsome face was right beside her.

"What are you doing, let go of me!"

Ouyang Liluo felt both shy and delighted at heart, thinking of the many people watching, she gently struggled.

Countless people were shocked watching this scene, Ouyang Liluo, the most beautiful girl in Yanjing.

Within just a few days of school, countless Yanjing young masters pursued her relentlessly, with flowers and luxury cars everywhere, but not a single one had been able to sway the Goddess’s heart.

Yet now, suddenly someone appeared, and instead of wooing Ouyang Liluo, he directly made a move. It was practically defiling the Goddess.

And this guy was absurdly handsome!

Countless angry gazes swept towards Ye Qingfeng, with some boys already clenching their fists and seething with anger.

Ye Qingfeng had a roguish look, saying with a wicked grin, "Everyone says you’re a fairy, and I, well, I just love desecrating fairies, I’m not letting go."

Seeing his shameless demeanor, Ouyang Liluo felt both exasperated and amused. She gently struggled but found she couldn’t break free.

She didn’t dare struggle too hard either, afraid of making Ye Qingfeng lose face in front of everyone.

Somehow, she had already started considering Ye Qingfeng’s feelings in every situation.

"Bastard, let her go!"

Just then, a voice shouted from behind.

Ye Qingfeng turned his head slightly, his gaze carrying a hint of cold indifference.

About ten yards away, a boy in a Taekwondo uniform was glaring at him angrily.

The boy looked fairly handsome, but compared to the god-like handsome Ye Qingfeng, he was far lacking. His eyes were nearly spewing fire.

The goddess in his heart was being held by another boy at this moment. He saw Ouyang struggling and thought Ye Qingfeng was forcibly doing this, desecrating the goddess. How could he not be angry?

Seeing the boy appear, everyone cast a sympathetic glance at Ye Qingfeng.