“Oh!” Ye Fan took the wine cup bewilderingly and held it up to the light to look for a long time, “Is this how fine wines are made? So pretty!”
Such a foolish and silly demeanor caused Zhao Tianlong and the others to burst into mockery, “Yes, that’s the fine wine I’ve made for you, drink up!” Zhao Tianlong urged Ye Fan, his eyes revealing a shade of darkness.
A moron, an idiot, and seven absolutely gorgeous sisters-in-law announced they were going to marry him?
Why?
If it were before, when the Ye Family was still at its peak, even if Ye Fan was a fool, Zhao Tianlong would never dare to bully him. But now, with all the core disciples of the Ye Family gone, and only this idiot left, who would say anything if they bullied him?
Ye Fan brought the wine cup to his nose to sniff, and just when everyone thought he was really going to drink it, Ye Fan suddenly said, “No, something’s missing!”
At that moment, coincidentally, a janitor pushing a bucket for mops passed by, and looking at the filthy black water in the bucket, Ye Fan quickly scooped up half a cup with his wine cup, stirred it, “Now it should be perfect!”
Zhao Tianlong and the others, seeing Ye Fan’s cup turn into a turbid black liquid, were dumbfounded for a few seconds before breaking into hearty laughter.
“Haha! He really is a fool!”
“Yeah! Damn it, he’s actually going to drink the mop water—that mop just cleaned the toilets!”
“Today Ye Fan is definitely going to embarrass himself to the extreme! Quick, get your phones ready, record it clearly, and later we’ll post it online! Let’s see how Yu Linglong and Su Yixue still have the face to marry Ye Fan!”
As everyone eagerly waited for Ye Fan to drink it, he suddenly took two steps forward, walking up to Zhao Tianlong.
Before Zhao Tianlong could react, Ye Fan suddenly aimed the wine cup at Zhao Tianlong’s mouth.
Zhao Tianlong instinctively wanted to dodge, but discovered that Ye Fan’s wrist had grabbed his neck like a pair of iron tongs, making it impossible for Zhao Tianlong to move. Moreover, Ye Fan had pinched something in his neck causing Zhao Tianlong’s mouth to involuntarily open in an “O” shape, and the wine from Ye Fan’s cup was poured right into Zhao Tianlong’s mouth.
Glug!
A full cup, including the cigarette butts from before, was wholly swallowed by Zhao Tianlong.
Seemingly worried that Zhao Tianlong might not breathe smoothly, Ye Fan even thoughtfully patted him on the chest, “Drink slowly, don’t choke!”
“How is it? Tastes good, right?” Ye Fan asked innocently with his big, blameless eyes, his face full of naivety.
“Ah! Fucking… bleargh…” Finally realizing it, Zhao Tianlong jumped up on the spot, “Son of a bitch, idiot, why the hell didn’t you drink it? Fucking… bleargh…”
Zhao Tianlong was nearly going insane with rage, angrily pushing Ye Fan away and cursing at him.
At this moment, Zhao Tianlong felt so nauseous he wanted to rip open his stomach and wash it out with water!
Damn it!
He knew too well what had been in that wine cup; it contained his thick phlegm, and that of several buddies—and crucially, Ye Fan had added the black water used to mop the toilets. How could he have swallowed such a cup of filth?
“Yixue, my wife, told me not to drink alcohol! You inviting me to drink fine wine made me very happy, so I wanted to invite you to drink it as well!” Ye Fan smiled at Zhao Tianlong, his face showing an innocent smile, but his heart let out a cold laugh.
Me, deal with you pieces of trash?
Five years ago, from that thumb ring, what Ye Fan inherited wasn’t just the flickering inheritance, improving his Martial Arts strength. Inside the ring was also the sealed hundred years of experience in dealing with matters from thirteen masters. Strategy, tactics… Ye Fan had mastered them long ago.
Dealing with people like Zhao Tianlong was absolutely a piece of cake!
Hiss!
The onlookers had now snapped back to reality, coming to the realization that Zhao Tianlong, who had planned to humiliate Ye Fan, had actually shot himself in the foot by drinking that filthy concoction.
As everyone was shocked, they were also somewhat curious. Was Ye Fan truly foolish, or was it all an act?
“Eugh!” Next to Zhao Tianlong, a few of his pals could barely contain their urge to vomit.
It was simply too disgusting!
With rage boiling over, Zhao Tianlong leaped to his feet and yelled, “Dammit, what are you all gaping at? Beat him up for me. If he dies it’s on me. He dares to make a fool of me, he’s asking for death!”
As the eldest heir of the Zhao Family, Zhao Tianlong had always been pampered, living a life surrounded by adoring fans. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?
While berating his bodyguards and buddies, he simultaneously reached for his own throat, attempting to throw up what he had just drunk, but it was ineffective. Aside from dry heaving, he couldn’t vomit anything out.
Worse, Zhao Tianlong could feel the liquid turning in his stomach, emitting a bizarre and foul stench.
Whoosh!
Immediately, several bodyguards and Zhao Tianlong’s friends prepared to join forces for an attack on Ye Fan.
Ye Fan’s gaze turned sharp. Were they planning on getting tough?
Without showing a few tricks, do they really think I’m easy to bully?
“Stop right there! I dare anyone to lay a finger on my Brother Fan!” Just as Ye Fan was about to fight back, a robust figure flashed swiftly to his side.
Like a towering fortress, this figure arrived without any hesitation, grabbing one of Zhao Tianlong’s bodyguards with each hand and, with a swift motion, slammed the two men into each other!
Bang!
Those two stocky men, both over six feet tall, were knocked out cold by the impact.
“As long as I, Wang Fugui, am here, try touching my big brother and see what happens!”
The new arrival was Wang Fugui, a brother to Ye Fan since childhood. Wang’s grandfather had been Ye Changfeng’s aide-de-camp when he was young, and the two families had a very close relationship. Wang Fugui had mingled with Ye Fan since they were kids, content to play the role of junior even when Ye Fan was a genius and prodigy.
Five years ago, when Ye Fan had his fall from grace as a prodigy, Wang Fugui did not alter his perception and remained loyally by Ye Fan’s side, fending off many troubles for him.
Wang Fugui, nearly two meters tall with a sturdy build since childhood, had a decent Martial Arts foundation. Not yet twenty, he had already reached the Martial Arts Control Realm. He was considered a top-notch expert in Cloud City and was extremely protective, with an exceptionally stubborn nature. Three years ago, because someone called Ye Fan a fool, Wang Fugui fought relentlessly night and day for three days. Since then, everyone had been wary of provoking Wang Fugui.
Now, with Wang Fugui making a sudden appearance and knocking out two bodyguards with a single move, the crowd gathered around took a few steps back, wary of him.
“Young Master Zhao?” A few of Zhao Tianlong’s buddies hesitated, looking to him for instruction on how to proceed.
Zhao Tianlong himself knew that with Wang Fugui there, the chances of making a move at the party were likely gone. “Disperse! Hmph! Wang Fugui can protect him for a moment, but can he protect him forever? Order the men to bring more backup, and after the party, find a chance to kill him… Damn it, if he doesn’t die, Su Yixue will never agree to marry me… Ugh… Dammit, get me to a toilet, I’m gonna puke…”
Though Zhao Tianlong was unwilling to let things be, he had no choice at the moment.
“Big brother, are you okay? I just got back from out of town, and I’ve heard about the Ye Family… Don’t worry, big brother. Even if the Ye Family is no more, Old Wang will definitely protect you with his life, not letting those bastards lay a finger on you!” Turning around to face Ye Fan, Wang Fugui spoke with pure sincerity, “Big brother is meant to be favored by the heavens. It’s those bastards that are blind to your worth. Come on, let’s find sister-in-law!”
“Hehe! Big brother, you’re so lucky. Even though Xuan Yufei didn’t know what she had and called off the wedding, you now have seven beautiful sisters-in-law who’ve married you… Haha, if you were lucid, you would be over the moon with joy!”
As Wang Fugui walked into the venue with his arm around Ye Fan’s shoulder, his mouth rattled on like a machine gun, ceaselessly chattering away. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓
“???” Everything was fine up until the last sentence, which left Ye Fan completely dumbfounded. Do I look like that kind of person?
