CHAPTER 26: CHAPTER 26 IS TELLING THE TRUTH

Ye Fei’s words and Zheng Tan’s mockery.

Wu Xia saw it all, and couldn’t help but feel a trace of worry, though she couldn’t explain why.

"Why should I care whether this arrogant fool lives or dies!"

That’s what Wu Xia thought, but her feet didn’t stop as she walked toward Ye Fei. Leaning closer, she lowered her voice and said, "Ye Fei, just go home! Acting like this will only make people look down on you even more!"

"I am going home," Ye Fei replied, shaking his head with a faint smile as he continued walking up the mountain.

"You..."

Wu Xia was so upset by his response that she stomped her foot in frustration.

She thought she was offering him an out, but what did Ye Fei mean by that?

Would he really not stop until he hit a wall?

What’s the point of this kind of persistence? What’s not yours will never be yours. Do you think that once you climb up there, you’ll be above everyone else?

When Zheng Tan and the others expose you, the one who’ll end up humiliated is yourself!

"What’s wrong? He’s still being stubborn, huh?"

At this moment, Zheng Tan walked up to Wu Xia with a smirk. "Honestly, I’m not trying to mock him on purpose, but some people just bring it on themselves. Xiao Xia, why waste your energy caring about him?"

"Who’s caring about him! Let him drop dead for all I care!"

Wu Xia snorted coldly and said, "If he wants to embarrass himself, if he wants to make a fool out of himself, then let him embarrass himself as much as he wants!"

With that, Wu Xia immediately quickened her pace and went up the mountain.

Zheng Tan saw this and beckoned to the friends behind him with a laugh. "Come on, everyone! I can’t wait to see the show!"

The mountain road was long, but it eventually came to an end.

Soon, the group arrived in front of the villa area at the mountaintop.

Seeing Ye Fei walk toward the gated security booth, Zheng Tan sneered, "Young Master Ye, why don’t you hurry up and take us inside to see your magnificent villa?"

"Building A, Number 03!"

Ye Fei completely ignored Zheng Tan and instead spoke directly to the security guard.

The guard, being in charge of access here, had a deep impression of this young man. Though his attire didn’t fit in with the area’s vibe, he really did live here.

So, the guard quickly nodded and opened the gate.

As for Zheng Tan and the others, he assumed they were Ye Fei’s friends and did not stop them.

When Zheng Tan saw the gate actually open at Ye Fei’s request, he didn’t think much of it.

After all, knowing a house number in advance and blurting it out was no big deal.

So, Zheng Tan laughed and said, "What an act! You even memorized the house number. Fine, then let’s see where this rich man’s palace is!"

"I don’t mind you wandering around the villa area, but I don’t want random people loitering near my doorstep," Ye Fei said flatly.

He was simply stating a fact.

As for the sneering taunts from Zheng Tan and the others, Ye Fei heard them but didn’t care at all.

Even if they followed him this far, Ye Fei remained unconcerned.

After all, why would a mighty dragon soaring across the heavens care about the mockery of ants on the ground?

But those very words sounded to Zheng Tan and his group like Ye Fei was backing down, further confirming their belief that Ye Fei was just putting on airs and playing a role.

So Zheng Tan laughed on the spot and said, "Don’t worry. We won’t go into your house. Since you’re Wu Xia’s friend, let’s just say we’re here to escort you home!"

"Exactly! Escort you home, hahahaha!"

"But honestly, the question remains—where is this house of yours?"

"Oh, come on now! Maybe his house is that bench in one of the gardens inside!"

The group of rich second-generation heirs burst into mocking laughter.

Wu Xia stayed silent now. She was determined to wait and see Ye Fei embarrass himself.

Under everyone’s gaze, Ye Fei walked straight toward one of the villas at the main entrance.

It was one of the three largest villas in the area. Whether in design or in land area, it far surpassed the other villas.

"Still pretending, huh? Go ahead, open the door!" one of the rich kids scoffed.

Click!

The door opened.

Master Ma stepped out respectfully, bowing to Ye Fei. "Master, you’ve returned?"

"Mm," Ye Fei nodded slightly and walked inside.

The crowd at the door fell silent.

The group of rich kids watched as Ye Fei actually entered, their jaws practically hitting the ground.

Zheng Tan’s face turned as red as a tomato.

All the way here, he had been mocking Ye Fei at every chance, yet Ye Fei never responded.

Now, in hindsight, this lack of reaction was a more severe slap to the face than any argument could ever be!

"How can this be? How can this be? This guy’s just a broke student who has to work side jobs—how can he afford such a villa? What on earth qualifies him to live here?"

Zheng Tan was practically screaming in his mind.

As for Wu Xia, she was staring blankly, her face filled with disbelief.

Her delicate expression twitched uncontrollably, as if she had just been slapped repeatedly across the face.

Master Ma looked at the group, frozen like statues, and furrowed his brow.

"Master, who are these people?"

"I don’t know them. I don’t like strangers lingering near my house. Tell security to remove them," Ye Fei’s voice rang out clearly from inside, resolute and commanding.

This time, no one dared mock him for being arrogant or shameless...

Let’s not even talk about how Zheng Tan and the others fled Purple Mist Mountain Villa in disgrace.

At this very moment in Yuntai, someone else was also fuming over Ye Fei’s existence!

Inside Black Tiger Hall’s headquarters.

Bai Que angrily kicked Scarface to the ground and roared, "Can anyone tell me what the hell is going on? Anyone? Wasn’t Huang Xiong supposed to be great? How did he lose so easily? How did my sixty million go down the drain just like that?"

"Hall Master, this... no one could’ve predicted a ’Mr. Ye’ would appear out of nowhere. This... this isn’t our fault!" Scarface muttered, his expression bitter.

Scarface’s luck had been nothing but bad lately.

First, Bai Que’s son, Bai Meng, ended up in a vegetative state, leading Bai Que to task Scarface with locating Ye Fei—without success.

And now, Huang Xiong, whom Scarface introduced to Bai Que, had been taken down by this mysterious ’Mr. Ye.’

Who else could Bai Que blame?

"Not your fault? Then it’s my fault?"

Bai Que’s anger flared. "What now? Listen up, Scarface! If you don’t come up with a solution, I’ll have you chopped up and fed to the dogs!"

"No no! Hall Master, please give me a moment to think!" Scarface stammered, sweating bullets.

"Fine! But if you can’t think of one, you’ll be dog food!" Bai Que bellowed furiously.

Scarface desperately scratched his head. Who knows how much time passed before his eyes suddenly lit up. "Hall Master, there’s actually one way!"

"What way?" Bai Que demanded.

"Remember when Huang Xiong first arrived, he said the only reason he helped us was because his master’s hall wanted to stake a claim in Yuntai? We could spread the word of Huang Xiong’s death and use it to draw in that hall!" Scarface suggested hastily.