I simply never took you seriously.
At the school gate, Han Feng’s words completely enraged Wang Feipeng!
Damn it! It seemed that after lying low for so long, even Binhai no longer recognized him as a force to be reckoned with!
Even a scrap collector dared to say that he did not take him seriously!
Wang Feipeng had grown up with a silver spoon in his mouth. When had he ever suffered such humiliation? He immediately shouted angrily:
“Fine! Today, I’ll make sure you never forget your grandpa’s name for the rest of your life!”
“Remember! Your grandpa’s name is Wang Feipeng. You’ll not only keep it in your eyes, but also in your heart—in the fear that will haunt you for the rest of your life!”
“Brothers! Get him! Use the steel pipes to loosen this punk up properly…”
Before Wang Feipeng could finish speaking, Lin Shihan came running out, panting heavily, and shouted:
“Wang Feipeng! He’s the grandmaster from that night!”
As soon as those words were spoken, the rest of Wang Feipeng’s sentence became stuck in his throat.
He was the grandmaster from that night?!
Wang Feipeng carefully examined Han Feng. That figure… and that voice just now…
Oh, damn…
It really seemed that he was the grandmaster who had used a Talisman that night to let him and Lin Jianzhong see God!
Holy crap!
This…
Wang Feipeng immediately began to tremble. This was way too absurd!
That night, he had not even known how to apologize to this immensely powerful man, terrified that the grandmaster might use some unfathomable technique to make him suddenly drop dead.
And now, thanks to this foolish younger brother, he had actually offended the grandmaster again!
Wang Feihu, utterly lacking any sense of the situation, saw his older brother frozen in place and even shoved Wang Feipeng several times. “Older brother! Keep talking! Tell the brothers to use the steel pipes on him…”
“Shut up!”
Wang Feipeng struck Wang Feihu across the face with the back of his hand, then turned toward Han Feng with an ingratiating smile:
“Brothers, perform a pole dance for Master Han with the steel pipes!”
“Hehe! Master Han… I specially brought my brothers here to put on a show for you. You didn’t misunderstand, did you?”
His subordinates were dumbfounded?!
A pole dance?!
Was he kidding?!
How could they possibly know how to do that?!
“No misunderstanding.”
Han Feng said indifferently, “Then dance!”
“You got it! Brothers! Get dancing!”
Wang Feipeng shouted.
A dozen burly men were instantly dumbfounded. Weren’t they supposed to use the steel pipes to beat someone up?
How were they supposed to perform a pole dance?!
They stood there one after another, stunned and at a loss.
“Damn it, I told you to dance, so dance!”
Wang Feipeng roared.
He was simply too frightened!
To be honest, if he had offended an influential official or a rich young master, he would not have been afraid at all. At the very least, his father still had some standing with them.
But he had offended someone like “God,” and that frightened him. His father had not the slightest bit of face before God.
That night, Han Feng had used a single Talisman to bring back to life a comatose patient whom the neurological hospital had declared dead. Who knew whether he could use one Talisman to turn a perfectly healthy person into a comatose patient?!
Therefore, Wang Feipeng no longer cared about his reputation and directly forced his subordinates to perform a pole dance.
Several subordinates saw that their boss was truly furious. They could only place the steel pipes on the ground, twist their bodies, and do their best to perform a pole dance.
In an instant, demons seemed to be dancing wildly!
“Older brother! What are you doing?!
Are you kidding me?!
This punk is just a scrap collector!
He’s the older brother of one of the poor students at our school!
He’s not some grandmaster!
What are you doing this for? How am I supposed to show my face at school now!”
Wang Feihu immediately protested angrily.
Wang Feipeng wanted to explain things to Wang Feihu, but Han Feng spoke first:
“I want to see a duet.
Wang Feipeng, why don’t you and your younger brother perform one for me?
Something more seductive.”
Han Feng wore an enigmatic, half-smiling expression.
“You got it, Master Han!
As long as you’re not angry, we’ll dance however you like!”
Wang Feipeng was determined to apologize to Han Feng. At this point, he no longer cared about his dignity or anything else. He grabbed Wang Feihu and prepared to dance.
Wang Feihu broke free from Wang Feipeng. “Older brother! Have you gone crazy?!”
“Damn it, I told you to dance, so dance!
Otherwise, do you believe your grandpa will kill you!”
Wang Feipeng shouted angrily as he grabbed the wrist Han Feng had broken. Wang Feihu cried out in pain.
Seeing that his older brother Wang Feipeng was truly furious, Wang Feihu dared not speak out despite his anger. He could only endure the pain as his older brother Wang Feipeng dragged him into the dance.
Wang Feipeng only knew the Slow Three-Step Dance, so Wang Feihu could only endure the pain and sway along with him.
The expressions on the two brothers’ faces were both extremely strange, impossible to tell whether they were crying or laughing.
Wang Feihu was utterly miserable. What kind of madness had gotten into his older brother?!
The scene that suddenly unfolded at the school gate left everyone dumbfounded!
Even the spectators who had noticed the impending fight from the dormitory building were completely stunned. The entire scene fell utterly silent.
The Overlord of Binhai was performing the Slow Three-Step Dance at the school gate with his overbearing older brother?!
“Older brother… are we done yet…”
Wang Feihu felt like crying.
Wang Feipeng glanced at Han Feng. Han Feng raised one hand, signaling them to continue.
“Hang in there a little longer!”
Wang Feipeng said in a low voice, then continued swaying!
After they had danced for quite some time, many students finally came to their senses. Watching the brothers sway and dance together so intimately, someone was the first to let out a wolf whistle!
That wolf whistle completely blew the dormitory building apart!
Soon, some people began screaming while others banged on basins, one sound rising after another!
The crowd gathered to watch and record at the school gate gradually grew larger. Some busybodies even started playing Slow Three-Step Dance music!
Wang Feihu’s face was burning red. When had he ever been so humiliated at Binhai University?!
Wang Feipeng also felt unbearably ashamed, but Han Feng was watching them, and when he recalled the Talisman’s miraculous power, he could only endure it. He even forced himself to smile at Han Feng.
For many people, a scholar would rather die than suffer humiliation.
But for someone like Wang Feipeng, as long as he was not killed, he could endure any humiliation.
The commotion, shouts, and screams at the school gate finally attracted the school’s security guards. When they saw a group of grown men performing a pole dance, with two men swaying against each other in an intimate Slow Three-Step Dance, they were utterly dumbfounded.
They had just wanted to stop such indecent behavior, but then they realized it was Binhai University’s school Overlord Wang Feihu and his brother, the wealthy young master Wang Feipeng. They dared not offend them and could only stand to the side and watch as well.
Before long, the entrance of Binhai University had caused a traffic jam!
“All right.
That’s enough.
You danced pretty well.”
Han Feng picked at his ear, feeling that their punishment had been sufficient.
Wang Feihu probably would not even have the face to remain at Binhai University.
“Let’s go.”
Han Feng said listlessly.
“Thank you, Master Han!
If you ever have the chance, let’s have a meal together!
We can deepen our relationship. In the future, we’ll still have to rely on you, Master Han!”
As Wang Feipeng spoke, he handed Han Feng a name card with a broad smile.
Rich people were all superstitious. They would eagerly curry favor with some famous fake grandmasters, let alone a genuine grandmaster like Han Feng.
Han Feng neither agreed nor disagreed. He accepted the name card and waved his hand, prompting Wang Feipeng to hurriedly flee with his subordinates.
Wang Feihu no longer had the face to remain at Binhai University either. He would apply to withdraw from school tomorrow, and he hurried away with his older brother, thoroughly dejected.
He had never imagined that Han Ruxue’s older brother would actually be someone even his own older brother had to curry favor with!
After the crowd dispersed, Lin Shihan also walked over, her face full of apology…
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