God-Level All-rounder Expert-Chapter 278 - 298: Open Provocation

Yang Dingfeng naturally knew whom Fang Yi was referring to and said, "He’s here."

Fang Yi made an acknowledging sound.

At that moment, Yang Dingfeng’s eyes gleamed as he said, "Right, Mr. Fang, I have a bit of insider news."

Fang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Let’s hear it."

Yang Dingfeng looked around and, seeing no one looking their way, said, "It’s said that he’s here tonight for a pair of sisters."

Fang Yi raised his eyebrows, "Oh?"

Yang Dingfeng said, "Rumor has it that the pair will be auctioned here tonight, and the highest bidder wins. And these sisters are rare twin beauties, nearly identical, very charming. Many people have come just for them."

At that point, Yang Dingfeng showed a look of covetousness.

Fang Yi said, "It seems you’re interested as well."

Yang Dingfeng laughed bitterly, "Mr. Fang jokes. I’m just thinking about it. Such games are for the big shots; I can’t afford to play. By the way, I wonder if Mr. Fang is interested?"

Fang Yi glanced at him sideways and said nothing.

Yang Dingfeng immediately sensed the authority emanating from Fang Yi and quickly lowered his head, remaining silent.

Later, Fang Yi and Yang Dingfeng separated and Fang started wandering around the hall.

Those who could come to this club had invitations. Although Ying Zheng wasn’t very powerful, he had wealth.

Originally, Moon City had three great tycoons, but since Ren Tianqing had fallen, only two remained, and Ying Zheng’s fame was more prominent, more high-profile than the other tycoon. This time opening the Golden Splendor club, inviting so many prominent people, it was undeniable that Ying Fatso had some clout.

Just then, a familiar figure emerged from the crowd.

Zhou Peilan walked out arm in arm with the middle-aged man she had been with earlier, her expression still unhappy, while the middle-aged man was all smiles, walking at the forefront was Lin Yuanhao, his face full of arrogance and pride, continually greeted by others.

Suddenly, Lin Yuanhao stopped and held out his hand to Zhou Peilan.

"Peilan, if you’re going to be my girlfriend, then we should act like lovers," Lin Yuanhao held out his hand, smiling.

Zhou Peilan bit her lip, reluctant to step forward.

The middle-aged man, Zhou Hongkang, upon seeing this, quickly pushed Zhou Peilan a few times, whispering in her ear, "Hurry up, go stay with Young Master Lin! Hurry!" Saying so, he smilingly pushed Zhou Peilan in front of Lin Yuanhao.

Finally, Zhou Peilan placed her fair hand in Lin Yuanhao’s hand, but no joy could be detected in her expression.

Lin Yuanhao, however, didn’t care about those details, holding onto Zhou Peilan’s hand, he then pulled her into his arms, gently sniffing her hair, and said, "Ah! You smell wonderful, even better than any of my previous women."

Zhou Peilan wanted to resist; she did not like this.

However, Lin Yuanhao just coldly laughed, tightly embracing her waist, and said, "Peilan, I advise you not to resist! Since your dad has sold you to me, you better be aware and not delude yourself."

Hearing the word "sold", a hint of sadness flashed in Zhou Peilan’s beautiful eyes.

Zhou Peilan couldn’t help but glance back at her father, who was busy socializing with others, all smiles, without a single worry about her, or perhaps, in her father’s heart, there was no place for his daughter at all.

In that moment, Zhou Peilan felt lost and helpless.

Seeing this, Fang Yi’s expression turned cold; he could finally confirm that Zhou Peilan wasn’t Ying Zheng’s kept golden canary as he had claimed, but was sold to Lin Yuanhao.

A surge of nameless rage welled up in Fang Yi’s heart.

But just then, a series of crashing sounds suddenly erupted from the entrance of the hall, followed by exclamations.

The disturbance at the entrance instantly drew everyone’s attention; Fang Yi too fixed his gaze in that direction, but his eyes suddenly burst with a cold light.

At the entrance, a battered bicycle that had been smashed was lying there, the work of a youth and a teenager.

The two were extremely arrogant; the young boy stood on the battered bicycle, hands on his hips, surveying his surroundings with his head tilted back, exuding an indescribable arrogance and haughtiness.

And the youth beside him was biting on a cigar, his lips curled into a sinister smile, behaving like a big shot.

"Isn’t that the young master of the Kong Family? How could he do such a thing?!"

"Whose unfortunate bicycle is that?"

"Who cares whose it is, they had it coming for getting smashed!"

"I know whose it is, it’s Fang Yi’s bicycle."

Once these words were spoken, everyone suddenly understood, some were familiar with Fang Yi and had seen him riding the bicycle.

However, not many sympathized with him; instead, they reveled in his misfortune, enjoying the spectacle.

"Haha! Serves him right! I’m going to smash it too!" At that moment, someone from the crowd stepped forward—it was Lin Yuanchen.

Lin Yuanchen’s hatred for Fang Yi was well known; Fang Yi had once crippled his arm, and though it eventually recovered, how could he forget such a grudge?

Lin Yuanchen grabbed a chair and went over to smash the already broken bicycle again, prompting someone nearby to whistle.

"Go Lin, you can do it!"

"It’s just a broken bicycle, smash it all you like, we support you!"

These people were only too eager to stir up trouble, cheering Lin Yuanchen on.

The youth biting the cigar saw this scene, his sinister smile turning into one of triumph—he was very pleased.

Just then, the young boy came over and said, "Kong Qingxu, we’ve made such a commotion, and that guy still hasn’t shown up, he’s really patient."

Kong Qingxu scanned the crowd in the hall, took the cigar out of his mouth, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said, "Even if he hides well, as long as he’s here, he becomes the target of public scorn, and my goal is achieved."

The young boy asked, "What’s next?"

Kong Qingxu replied, "No rush, let’s wait for him to show his face." freeweɓnøvel~com

The young boy said, "Okay, once he shows up, you talk, and I, Tang Xiaoyu, guarantee to give my full effort. Hey, honestly, playing the role of a rich second generation really feels damn good."

Kong Qingxu smiled slightly. Indeed, being a spoiled rich kid felt great; no one dared to oppose him, doing whatever he wanted brought a delightful sense of satisfaction.

In the crowd, Fang Yi’s gaze was grim, hearing all their cold words.

At the entrance, the proud and arrogant youth and boy, as well as Lin Yuanchen fervently smashing the bicycle and continuously cheering, Fang Yi took all of these in, noting them in his heart.

At that moment, a fat man squeezed out from the crowd. On seeing Fang Yi, Song Wuliang immediately exclaimed, "Oh man, someone’s smashing your bicycle and here you are frozen. Come on, step outside and fight with me."

Fang Yi shook his head.

Song Wuliang, surprised, said, "I remember you weren’t someone who could endure so much."

Daring to duel with Bai Mingqi’s older brother, Bai Kuang, and able to break both of Fang Tianqi’s legs, he indeed shouldn’t be someone who could endure.

Fang Yi smiled faintly and said, "No rush, I have a plan."

Song Wuliang asked, "What’s the plan?"

Fang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Whatever they do to my bicycle, I will return it all to them, and not one will get away."

Song Wuliang felt a chill run down his spine, sensing the coldness in Fang Yi’s words.

Soon, the bustling at the entrance subsided.

At that moment, a beautiful host walked to the center stage of the hall, announcing the beginning of the ribbon-cutting ceremony.

(He who insults others, will always be insulted by others)

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