A man with his back to the door turned and glared at Ye Feng. "You think you can just throw Master San's name around? Are you looking to die?"
The man had a scar on his face that ran from the corner of his eye to his mouth. It looked like a crimson centipede clinging to his skin, adding to his menacing air.
The bald man waved a hand dismissively. He looked at Ye Feng and asked coolly, "You were looking for me? What is it?"
Ye Feng placed a piece of paper in front of the bald man and tapped it. "I'm Ye Feng. You owe Qingya Cosmetics five million. It's time to pay. This is the itemized bill. Have a look. If there are no issues, hand over the money."
The moment Ye Feng finished speaking, the men erupted in laughter, looking at him as if he were a clown.
After a long moment, Liu San finally stifled his laughter. "Didn't Xiao Yufei tell you who I am? Didn't she tell you what happens to people who come here trying to collect debts?"
Ye Feng replied calmly, "I don't need to know any of that. I just know that when you owe a debt, you pay it. That's just how it works."
Liu San looked at Ye Feng and asked mockingly, "And what if I don't?"
Ye Feng shook his head. "No, you'll pay. Because no one dares to owe me money."
"HA HA..." The words were barely out of Ye Feng's mouth before the four men were doubling over with laughter.
Liu San suppressed a laugh and looked at the man with the scar. "Scarface, this punk doesn't know the rules. Teach him how to act."
Scarface nodded, stood up, and gave Ye Feng a sinister smile. "Same old rule. Anyone from Qingya Cosmetics has to leave an arm behind. You're no exception."
With that, he snatched a wide-bladed cleaver from a nearby table, swung it high, and brought it chopping down toward Ye Feng's left arm.
The cleaver tore through the air with ferocious speed. In the blink of an eye, it was just a foot from Ye Feng's shoulder, yet Ye Feng remained completely still, as if he'd been scared stiff.
Liu San sneered. "Heh, with skills like that, he thought he could collect a debt? Fucker must have been kicked in the head by a donkey!"
But the words had barely left his mouth when Ye Feng's left hand shot up. His index and middle fingers parted, clamping down on the sharp edge of the blade. No matter how hard Scarface strained, the cleaver refused to move another millimeter.
Liu San and his men's pupils contracted violently.
The cleaver weighed a good twenty pounds, and with Scarface swinging it with all his might, the force behind it was over a thousand pounds. Yet Ye Feng had stopped it with just two fingers. 'How much strength does that take?'
Scarface knew he'd met his match. His expression changed as he let go of the cleaver to retreat, but Ye Feng's right hand shot out like lightning. He grabbed Scarface by the neck, hoisted him high, and violently slammed him down onto the mahjong table.
A loud CRACK was followed by a blood-curdling scream.
Liu San and his men watched in horror as Scarface's head was smashed open. Blood sprayed everywhere in a gruesome spectacle.
Ye Feng flicked his hand, tossing Scarface's body to the floor. He dusted off his hands and looked at Liu San. "Like I said, no one dares to owe me money."
Liu San flew into a rage. "You bastard! You dare cause trouble on my turf?! You're looking for a death wish."
He looked at the other two tattooed men and roared, "Go! Get him!"
The two men roared in reply, grabbing cleavers and charging at Ye Feng.
But before they could even reach him, Ye Feng grabbed an arm from each man and slammed them together. Their heads collided with a sickening thud. The two men cried out, their eyes rolled back in their heads, and they collapsed, unconscious.
Liu San stared at Ye Feng, his pupils shrinking. He couldn't believe this guy's skills were so terrifyingly good.
But he quickly recovered, staring at Ye Feng with a cold smirk. "Kid, you've definitely got some skills. But you shouldn't have provoked me, because I work for Cui Biao—Master Cui. Do you have any idea who Master Cui is?"
Ye Feng just shook his head and replied calmly, "I don't care who you work for. All I know is that debts must be paid."
Liu San stared at Ye Feng, gritting his teeth. "Fine. I'll call Master Cui right now. I'll have *him* come pay you."
With that, he picked up his phone and made a call. When it connected, Liu San spoke respectfully, "Master Cui, my men have been beaten..."
He had barely spoken when a roar erupted from the other end of the line. "Someone dared to touch my fucking men? Tell him to stay right where he is."
After that, there was a loud noise from the phone, and then the line went dead.
Liu San looked at Ye Feng and sneered, "Kid, Master Cui is on his way."
Ye Feng walked over to a window and opened it to air out the smoke. Then he sat down at the table and said coolly, "Go ahead and tell Cui the Louse he'd better bring enough money."
Liu San's face turned pale with rage. He snarled through gritted teeth, "Kid, fine. Let's see if you live long enough to take that money."
With that, he picked up his phone and called Xiao Yufei. When she answered, he said in a cold voice, "Xiao Yufei, so you sent someone to beat up my men. Great. Now you've dragged Master Cui into this. You can get ready to collect his corpse."
Xiao Yufei's panicked voice immediately came through the phone. "Manager Liu, he's new, he doesn't know any better! He must have offended you, please don't take it personally."
Liu San sneered. "No use telling me. You can tell that to Master Cui."
"No, Manager Liu, please don't hurt him! I'll call Master Cui right now..." Xiao Yufei cried out, but Liu San hung up before she could finish her sentence.
On the other end of the line, Xiao Yufei was frantic. Her plan was just for Ye Feng to try collecting the debt, get shut down, and come back with his tail between his legs. That's all she wanted. Who would have thought this mountain leopard would actually take it seriously, get violent with Liu San, and even get Cui Biao involved? 'Isn't he just asking to die?'
'He might be annoying, but he doesn't deserve to die. If he dies because of me, I'll regret it for the rest of my life.'
So she quickly called Cui Biao. When the call connected, she put on her most pleasant voice. "Master Cui, Ye Feng is one of my employees. He's new and didn't know any better when he hit your men. I'm calling to apologize on his behalf. Could you do me a favor and let him go this once...?"
Before she could finish, Cui Biao brutally cut her off. "He dared to hit my men? Who the hell does he think he is?! Xiao Yufei, let me tell you something—I don't need you telling me how to do my job, so shut your damn mouth. This is one favor you don't have the pull to ask for."
With that, he slammed the phone down.
Xiao Yufei's face went white. If Cui Biao really did kill Ye Feng, Xiao Wenyuan would have her head.
'This has gotten way out of hand!'
With no other choice, she called Xiao Gang. "Dad, something terrible has happened."
Then, she quickly explained the situation.
"That useless piece of trash! He really knows how to cause trouble," Xiao Gang roared in anger.
"Dad, that's not helping! If something happens to Ye Feng, Grandpa will have my hide! Besides, we're still counting on him to treat Grandpa's illness. We have to figure out a way to get him out of there."
But Xiao Gang's next words made Xiao Yufei's eyes widen in disbelief.
Xiao Gang said with a bitter smile, "With my standing, I don't have enough pull to save Ye Feng from Cui Biao.
But I have an idea. Call Lin Yunlong and have him intervene. The Lin family is a top-tier family in Jiangcheng, powerful and influential. Cui Biao will definitely give him face."
"Me? Call Lin Yunlong? To save *Ye Feng*?" Xiao Yufei's beautiful eyes went wide.
Xiao Gang said quickly, "I know you don't like him, but we need him right now, don't we?
Yufei, don't think about it too much. Just have Lin Yunlong step in and get Ye Feng out of there first. We'll figure out the rest later."
Xiao Yufei sighed in resignation. "Fine."
Xiao Gang hung up, a triumphant smile spreading across his face. 'Yufei, I've wanted you and Lin Yunlong to get together for so long. Then our Xiao family could stand on the shoulders of giants.
But you were disobedient and kept rejecting Lin Yunlong. This time, though, that bastard Ye Feng has given Lin Yunlong an opportunity to make you owe him a favor. You'll have to repay him eventually, won't you? And as you two go back and forth repaying favors, wouldn't that be the start of something? Ha ha!'
...
On the other end of the line, Xiao Yufei bit her lip, picked up her phone, and dialed. The call connected almost instantly. An excited voice answered, "Hey, Yufei! I can't believe you're calling me first, I'm so happy! Does this mean you've changed your mind and decided to accept me?"
Xiao Yufei quickly cut in, "Lin Yunlong, I'm calling because I need you to do me a favor..."
Then she explained the situation.
The moment she finished speaking, a confident, almost arrogant voice replied, "Oh, is that all? That's a simple fix. It's just a matter of me making a call.
Don't worry, you can count on me. Oh, by the way, I'd like to visit your grandfather tomorrow. Would that be okay?"
Xiao Yufei knew he was pressing his advantage, but in order to save Ye Feng, she had no choice but to reluctantly agree.
...
In a room in the Lin family's villa, a young man put down his phone and burst out laughing. 'Xiao Yufei, you finally had to beg me for help! This is my chance! Ha ha ha...'
He then picked up the phone and made another call. Once it connected, he spoke with an air of command. "Master Cui, this is Lin Yunlong of the Lin family. I'm calling to ask you to spare a man for me. His name is Ye Feng. Do me a favor and let him go..."
Given the Lin family's status and reputation in Jiangcheng, Lin Yunlong was quite confident his request would be granted.
But he had underestimated Cui Biao's fury. Before he had even finished speaking, Cui Biao brutally cut him off. "Fuck off! Get as far the hell away from me as you can."
"Wait, no, I'm Lin Yunlong of the Lin family..." Lin Yunlong was stunned and tried to explain, but Cui Biao hung up before he could finish.
Lin Yunlong froze, completely dumbfounded.