Ye Xuan took a light step, exuding great strength, kicked the room door open, and stood coldly outside the Emperor Suite next door, staring sharply at the seven or eight youths in the private room, sneering, “Who just called the trash?”
“Haha.”
The youth sitting in the main seat laughed faintly, a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.
He drank a glass of wine, then slightly raised his head, looking at Ye Xuan with disdain, and finally said, “Do you think you’re really strong?”
The youth had striking features, a lean face as if carved with a knife, sharply defined, small squinting eyes, some acne marks on his face, and very short hair, seeming very refined.
His fingers were long and delicate, like those of a pianist, clearly a man pampered since childhood.
“So, the person who just called my landlord trash was you then?” Ye Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, coldly looking at the youth in the room, laughing as he spoke.
“Yes.”
The self-confidence cultivated since childhood gave Song Yufan an extraordinary demeanor, with an assertive air in his eyebrows, even more aggressive.
He spoke calmly, completely disregarding the martial prowess Ye Xuan displayed.
In his view, no matter how skilled the person in front of him is, what does it matter?
Can he fight against guns?
In the era of hot weapons, even though modern society still harbors ancient martial arts legends, and those Ancient Martial Families exist, aren’t they powerless in front of bullets?
Song Yufan did not fear Ye Xuan; this came from his confidence built from childhood, from his confidence in his family’s influence.
The Song Family was his greatest reliance and trump card.
As long as the Song Family existed, Song Yufan would remain lofty and the Crown Prince whose power was supreme.
“Oh~ it seems your family didn’t mention me to you.”
Ye Xuan sneered, then his body moved.
Simultaneously, a tall woman dressed in black leather, standing slightly behind Song Yufan’s left side, raised her brows and charged at Ye Xuan.
“Wow, miss, you really are a beauty.” Ye Xuan moved swiftly, brushing past the woman.
From outside the room to right in front of Song Yufan, it took Ye Xuan just a blink of an eye.
Then…
A crisp slap sound echoed, very clear.
Accompanied by the slap, Song Yufan directly toppled over a chair, crashing hard to the ground, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his face swelling painfully, looking miserable.
“You…”
The woman grit her teeth in anger, glaring at Ye Xuan, as a trace of malice swept across her fair face.
The woman named Shi Li Yue was specially hired by the Song Family to protect Song Yufan.
Now, Song Yufan had his face distorted in front of her by someone’s hit.
This disgraced her.
Know that Shi Li Yue consistently ranked within the top ten of the international bodyguard list, hailed as a top star in Yan Country.
Ye Xuan assaulting Song Yufan in front of her was unquestionably an insult to her.
After being slapped to the ground by Ye Xuan, Song Yufan’s head buzzed, his consciousness scattered, his eyes even unfocused.
When he finally reacted, he roared furiously, eyes bloodshot, face twisted as he shouted, “You’ll pay!”
Before he could finish, Ye Xuan raised his hand and delivered another slap to Song Yufan’s face.
This time, it was the right cheek.
“Finally symmetrical.”
Ye Xuan couldn’t help but chuckle, looking at the pig-headed Song Yufan, a smile appeared on his face.
Meanwhile, Shi Li Yue coldly snorted a few times, her expression heavy, approaching Ye Xuan, knowing that if she didn’t catch Ye Xuan today, she couldn’t account to the Song Family.
“Miss, you have some good martial arts, but…
maybe because your chest is too big, it slowed you down quite a bit.” Ye Xuan chuckled faintly, smiling innocently, sizing up Shi Li Yue, laughing as he spoke.
That figure, it’s really something.
Men see and stay silent, women see and weep.
If they say big-chested means brainless, this woman’s head must be empty then.
“You really are a creep, simply asking for death.” Compared to words, Shi Li Yue preferred to speak with strength.
Shi Li Yue was always hailed as a standout in Yan Country, but at the same time, she looked down on men.
In Shi Li Yue’s eyes, a man without strength was much like trash.
But because Shi Li Yue was strong, ranked in the top ten of bodyguards, there weren’t many men in the world she respected.
The man in front, teasing her outright, was trespassing her limits.
She wanted Ye Xuan to pay the price.
Immediately, Shi Li Yue pulled out a narrow, short dagger from her waist.
The dagger emitted cold light, seeming sharp, enveloped by sharp Sword Light.
Seeing this, Ye Xuan couldn’t help but pause, squinting at Shi Li Yue, laughing as he spoke, “Miss, do you know what I’m best at?”
“Haha.
What?”
Shi Li Yue toyed with the dagger, pointing it directly at Ye Xuan, asking coldly.
“I, Ye Xuan, might lack other abilities, but flirting and acting arrogant are skills I’ve mastered thoroughly.
Therefore, people usually call me ‘the master flirt, the arrogant wizard’.”
Ye Xuan sneered, his eyes locked onto Shi Li Yue’s chest, a greedy gaze roamed freely over Shi Li Yue.
Outside the private room, Tang Xiaorou, Li Weihai, and others were stunned by Ye Xuan’s chain of actions.
Ye Xuan hit Song Yufan, and not just once, but gave him two deliberate slaps, exhausting his strength, striking Song Yufan’s face hard, even knocking him unconscious.
This was Song Yufan!
Song Family’s Crown Prince, one of the four famous Crown Princes in J City, with Song Family’s assets nearing a billion and holding J City’s financial half, even the always-called Underground Emperor Xu Rongyao wouldn’t dare easily offend the Song Family.
Tang Xiaorou was confident that no one in J City could withstand the Song Family’s wrath.
Comparing Tang Family, the Song Family was like an elephant, while the Tang Family was merely a small caterpillar.
Facing absolute wealth, Ye Xuan seemed insignificant.
Tang Xiaorou believed, next, Ye Xuan would face endless torment.
The Song Family would surely not spare Ye Xuan.
Li Weihai stood there dazed, being a business person, more like a politician, needing to promptly evaluate the pros and cons of Ye Xuan’s actions.
The issues he contemplated were entirely different from Tang Xiaorou’s.
He was considering how to choose sides next.
By injuring Song Yufan, Ye Xuan had undoubtedly created a rift with the Song Family.
Li Weihai was pondering if he should stand firmly by Ye Xuan’s side now or support the Song Family against Ye Xuan.
Though a simple question seemed at this moment to plunge Li Weihai into prolonged silence.
No matter how he chose, it related to Yanhai Hotel’s future.
He couldn’t afford any mistake!
After thinking for a long time, Li Weihai’s eyes suddenly sparkled.
Looking at Ye Xuan’s mighty back, just like Ye Xuan previously said, Ye Xuan was undoubtedly the “master flirt, arrogant wizard.”
But all this was based on Ye Xuan having sufficient capital.
“Damn, trusting Master Xuan is correct.” Li Weihai said fervently.
Standing beside Li Weihai, Tang Xiaorou couldn’t help but laugh coldly.
She truly didn’t understand what made Ye Xuan worthy of others’ trust.
Aside from acting arrogant and telling dirty jokes, what special trait did he have that made a prestigious hotel owner trust him so deeply, even gambling his life?
Know that once Ye Xuan couldn’t withstand the Song Family’s wrath, he would surely be collateral.
Li Weihai was choosing not to remain neutral, forget self-preservation, and even outright supported Ye Xuan, saying nonsense like “trust Master Xuan, it’s correct.”
Had Li Weihai forgotten the Song Family’s power?
Or did Li Weihai really lose his mind?
Tang Xiaorou puzzledly glanced at Li Weihai, asking, “Director Li, Ye Xuan is but a security guard, is he really worth your trust?
Willing to gamble your life on him?”
“Haha.”
Li Weihai chuckled, faintly saying, “I’m a man too, I know better than anyone how much tears and sweat it takes to truly become a strong flirt master, an arrogant wizard.”
“Master Xuan, has no problem.”