After Being Betrayed I Married the Glamorous CEO-Chapter 189: With me here, he wouldn’t dare to save you!

"I know, I know." Li Huanhuan stuck out her tongue. She’d thought Shen Fanyun would get angry, since she had deliberately set a trap for him. But now it seemed her new master had a pretty good temperament, which made her respect him even more. Handsome, skilled, and with a great personality... a man like that was a rare find.

"You... you’re in deep trouble now! My Senior Brother and my Master won’t let you get away with this!" the troublemaker blustered after a few minutes of silence. "Who in Hangcheng City dares disrespect us?" He even took out his phone to call for backup, but Shen Fanyun didn’t stop him.

"Let’s eat," Shen Fanyun said calmly to Li Huanhuan and Su Xiyang.

Meanwhile, the troublemaker remained frozen in a half-kneeling position, his hand still pinned to the tabletop. The other customers in the restaurant, clearly sensing something was wrong, had vacated a large area, keeping their distance from Shen Fanyun’s table.

"Do you know Hou Lei?" Shen Fanyun asked calmly, his question directed at both Li Huanhuan and the troublemaker.

Li Huanhuan’s expression flickered. Hou Lei was the young master of the Hou Clan and the son of Elder Hou Si—the undisputed heir. The Hou Clan itself was a martial arts school founded by Elder Hou Si. Drawn by his fame and strength, many young students had flocked to his banner. Rumor had it that he had one or two hundred apprentices alone.

"How dare you! You dare address the Young Master by his name!" the troublemaker, unable to keep his mouth shut, started shouting again.

Growing annoyed, Shen Fanyun flicked his hand and delivered another slap, nearly splitting the man’s cheek open. He then picked up a wet wipe from the table and handed it to the troublemaker. "Cover it," he said. "We wouldn’t want you to bleed out and take a trip down the Road to the Underworld before your senior brother or your so-called young master arrives."

The troublemaker was speechless. This guy beats me to a pulp and then kindly tells me to patch myself up, acting all concerned... He felt tears welling up, while Li Huanhuan was shocked beyond words.

Su Xiyang, however, was unfazed. Having spent some time with him, she had a good grasp of Shen Fanyun’s character.

"So impressive," Li Huanhuan whispered to Su Xiyang.

Su Xiyang simply picked up her knife and fork, signaling for Li Huanhuan to eat.

Li Huanhuan muttered, "How can you be so calm? He’s beating someone up! Aren’t you afraid of getting dragged into this by offending the Hou Clan?"

"He dares to challenge forces far greater than the Hou Clan. What do I have to be afraid of?" Su Xiyang replied with a smile. Besides a tycoon like Han Long, it seemed no one in Hangcheng City was qualified to threaten Shen Fanyun.

"I’ve never met Hou Lei, but I’ve heard of him," Li Huanhuan said, finally answering Shen Fanyun’s question. "He’s Elder Hou Si’s son and has been training in martial arts since childhood. In short, he’s very powerful."

Very powerful? Shen Fanyun vaguely recalled kicking Hou Lei at the Hong Family’s estate and rendering him completely powerless. He’s just a useless good-for-nothing. Since when was he powerful?

THUMP, THUMP, THUMP! The approaching footsteps sent a wave of alarm through the restaurant. Customers waiting for tables, sensing trouble, quickly cleared a path.

"Senior Brother! Senior Brother, I’m over here!" the troublemaker yelled. Sucking in a sharp breath, he continued, "This guy is too arrogant! He knew I was a disciple of the Hou Clan and still attacked me so viciously! Is he looking down on our Hou Clan? Does he think we’re easy to bully?"

He was quick to frame the situation, making it sound as if Shen Fanyun had been the one to start the fight.

"Huanhuan?" The burly man leading the group spotted Li Huanhuan, his expression a mixture of surprise and anger. She skipped our date to have dinner with another man?

"Please call me Li Huanhuan," she said, her disgust palpable. Hearing him call her "Huanhuan" made her skin crawl.

"Hmph." The man turned his attention away from her. "Who are you to lay a hand on a disciple of the Hou Clan? You see me arrive and you don’t even kneel in welcome?!"

The man the troublemaker had called Senior Brother strode forward, questioning Shen Fanyun in an incredibly aggressive tone. Since Shen Fanyun’s back was turned, he couldn’t see his face.

"The Hou Clan? So what? Are they untouchable?" Shen Fanyun retorted without turning around. "You storm in here shouting without even figuring out what happened, and you expect someone to kneel and welcome you?"

It had to be said, these Hou Clan disciples truly loved to throw their weight around, constantly demanding others kneel before them.

Shen Fanyun turned, his gaze calm as he stared at the troublemaker’s senior brother. It really is Yu Shan. Shen Fanyun’s memory was good; otherwise, he wouldn’t have bothered remembering such insignificant dregs. He recalled Yu Shan and Hou Lei appearing together at the Hong Family’s estate, adamant about dueling him. It all stemmed from his earlier conflict with Elder Hou Si, prompting the master’s top disciple and his son to declare war on him. As for how that turned out, Yu Shan knew better than anyone.

"It’s you!" Yu Shan’s eyes went wide, his face freezing in shock. His previously arrogant demeanor vanished in an instant.

Shen Fanyun picked up a cup of barley tea, took a small sip, and stared at Yu Shan with a half-smile.

Yu Shan’s breath caught in his throat. "The Hou Clan has always been law-abiding. We never use our power to bully others, and our reputation in Hangcheng City is impeccable," he stammered. "Isn’t it a bit much for you to humiliate my fellow disciple like this?"

Shen Fanyun scoffed. "Never use your power to bully others? You demand people kneel to welcome you the moment you walk in. Can’t you, the so-called senior brother, keep your words and actions consistent? I don’t see any law-abiding behavior, but your brazen arrogance is on full display!"

Yu Shan was at a loss for words. It was the first time Li Huanhuan had ever seen Yu Shan look so utterly defeated. He looked as if he had been forced to swallow a dead rat.

"I... My Hou Clan..." Yu Shan stuttered, his heart pounding in fear. Shen Fanyun is no ordinary person. I learned that the hard way at the Hong Family estate. He didn’t even care about the Hong Family back then, so what is the slightly inferior Hou Clan to him? Besides, the Hong Family suffered a mysterious catastrophe not long after that... could he be connected to it? Back then, neither Hou Lei nor I were a match for him. How could I possibly face him alone now?

"Senior Brother! Senior Brother, my hand really hurts!" the troublemaker cried out, unable to wait any longer. His palm had been pierced clean through. If he didn’t get medical attention soon, the hand would be crippled for life.

"With me here, he wouldn’t dare treat you," Shen Fanyun said with a faint smile, his tone disarmingly casual.

The troublemaker stared in confusion. This is our Eldest Senior Brother, one of the most brilliant prodigies of the Hou Clan’s younger generation, and he’s afraid of a peer like Shen Fanyun? Impossible!

"Senior Brother, this bastard is too arrogant and looks down on you! You have to teach him a lesson," the troublemaker urged, looking expectantly at Yu Shan.

Yu Shan remained rooted to the spot. He didn’t move an inch. Or rather, he truly didn’t dare to move.

A deep sense of despair washed over the troublemaker. Was his senior brother, a man he considered invincible among his peers, really so weak?