God-Level All-rounder Expert-Chapter 280 - 300, Sarcastic and Scornful

Song Wuliang’s ’pursuers’ were like locusts.

Upon closer inspection, what pursuers were they? They were clearly the people from the hall earlier.

"Master Fang, save me, these people want to kill me." As Song Wuliang ran up, he immediately hid behind Fang Yi.

Only then did the crowd stop, and someone recognized that it was Fang Yi, not daring to come over.

Both sides seemed to have a tacit understanding, and no one moved.

Fang Yi looked up and saw at least twenty people, each looking fierce and menacing, their gazes moving past him, landing on Song Wuliang, as if they couldn’t wait to tear him apart.

"Song Fatty, you’ve really pulled a good deal of hatred here," Fang Yi mocked.

"What are you talking about, I learned it from you," Song Wuliang shamelessly replied.

Fang Yi felt the urge to facepalm; he had just wanted Song Wuliang to draw Lin Yuanhao’s hatred and then take the opportunity to get Zhou Peilan out. He hadn’t expected this guy to attract so much hatred so quickly. What was he supposed to do now?

"Fang Yi!" a man in a suit stepped forward and said, "Are you in cahoots with this fatso?"

Before Fang Yi could respond, Song Wuliang interjected, "He’s my boss, what do you think, idiot?"

The word ’idiot’ reached the man’s ears, instantly causing his veins to pop in anger. If it weren’t for Fang Yi’s presence, he probably would have charged over already.

"Don’t get too arrogant, Fang Yi!"

"Song Fatty, if you’ve got the guts, come out and fight me one-on-one!"

"Don’t think you can do whatever you want just because you have Fang Yi backing you, we will not share the same sky with you!"

"You are going too far, step out now, don’t hide behind that trash!"

Fang Yi’s eyes suddenly narrowed.

Song Wuliang patted Fang Yi’s shoulder and said, "Someone’s calling you trash."

Looking at Song Wuliang, who wanted to provoke a fight, Fang Yi couldn’t help but feel amused, then he took a step forward. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

As Fang Yi stepped forward, the twenty or so men sensed danger and instinctively stepped back.

However, Fang Yi’s next words stunned everyone.

"I don’t know him, you can beat him up as you wish, it has nothing to do with me," Fang Yi said.

"Damn! I’ve never seen someone betray their brother like this, even though I’ve taken bullets and blades for you..."

"I didn’t ask you to attract so much hatred."

"..."

Just then, the crowd parted, and a man in his forties stepped forward, shouting loudly, "Peilan!"

Zhou Peilan, struck like by lightning, her expression changed dramatically, and she looked at her father in panic.

Besides Zhou Hongkang, Lin Yuanhao was also there, watching the scene with a cold smirk.

"Dad," Zhou Peilan called out softly, but she did not move forward.

"Didn’t you hear what I said? Come here now!" Zhou Hongkang shouted again, showing no regard for decorum or Peilan’s dignity.

Zhou Peilan bit her lip, her feet trying to move, yet her heart undecided, she could only look towards Fang Yi. And right when she looked at Fang Yi, she found him already looking at her.

Suddenly, Fang Yi reached out and grabbed Peilan’s hand, catching her off guard and leaving her astonished.

Not just Peilan, but Zhou Hongkang and Lin Yuanhao, along with everyone else behind them, were all stunned.

"Fang Yi really has some nerve; this is a blatant provocation!"

"Rumor has it that this woman is Mr. Lin’s mistress. Tsk, tsk, is Fang Yi really trying to slap Mr. Lin in the face?"

"But his actions are too unreasonable; isn’t he just making things difficult for that woman?"

The chatter was non-stop.

Zhou Hongkang’s expression was exceedingly grim as he said again, "Peilan! Are you coming over or not? If you’re not, then don’t call me your father anymore!"

His words were harsh and desperate, clearly forcing Zhou Peilan. Fang Yi glanced at Zhou Peilan and saw her expression wavering a bit.

"Damn it! You old bastard, aren’t you just screwing your own daughter over! Even beasts don’t eat their young, and here you are pressuring your daughter. Aren’t you afraid that a thunderbolt might strike you dead from above?"

Song Wuliang couldn’t watch anymore and exploded in curse words.

Zhou Hongkang gave Song Wuliang a cold look, knowing that though Song Wuliang was a young master of the Song family, he was despised across the entire Moon City circle, so he didn’t care.

Zhou Hongkang glared at his daughter, his expression furious.

"What are you waiting for! Come here now! You’ve completely disgraced me!" Zhou Hongkang yelled. After making such a scene in front of Mr. Lin, he felt his daughter had utterly humiliated him.

"Dad, I... Can you not force me..." Zhou Peilan said in a low voice.

"I’m forcing you? I’m doing this for your good! I’ve arranged for you to marry Mr. Lin, I’m considering your future! You want to follow this poor boy? Huh? In what way is he better than Mr. Lin!"

Zhou Hongkang ranted, his words filled with disdain for Fang Yi.

Lin Yuanhao stood with his hands in his pockets, slightly tilting his head up, appearing above it all, exuding an air of superiority.

Zhou Peilan bit her lip; she was clearly struggling to choose between the man she loved and her father.

Suddenly, Zhou Peilan felt a slight itch on her palm. She froze for a moment, then quickly realized that Fang Yi was writing in her palm. She looked at him in surprise to see him nod slightly.

Then, Zhou Peilan walked towards Zhou Hongkang who immediately displayed a victorious smile.

Like guarding his own property, Zhou Hongkang quickly grabbed his daughter who approached and then looked disdainfully at Fang Yi, "Kid, let me warn you, stop bothering my daughter from now on, or you’ll regret it."

Fang Yi gave a faint smile, silent, it was unclear whether he agreed or disagreed.

Then, Zhou Hongkang left with Zhou Peilan, the others followed like they had won a battle, but taunts and scoffs did not cease.

"I thought this Fang Yi was something special, turns out he’s just a wuss."

"Hey! Can’t even protect a woman, he’s no man."

"Hilarious! Trash is indeed trash!"

The taunting floated over, Fang Yi, with his keen hearing, of course, heard them, yet he showed no sign of anger. Song Wuliang could barely tolerate it, but Fang Yi held him back.

Lin Yuanhao had not left yet; he said nothing but gave Fang Yi a mocking look and laughed mockingly again before he left, his intention to insult Fang Yi was clear.

How could Lin Yuanhao miss the opportunity to insult Fang Yi?

"Damn it! Such arrogance!" Song Wuliang spat on the ground.

"Who will have the last laugh is yet to be seen," Fang Yi said softly. He did not back down but instead headed towards the hall.

Song Wuliang blinked, then gave a thumbs up to Fang Yi as he walked towards the hall.

From afar, two people were watching.

"So that is Fang Yi? Such a disappointment. I thought he was someone formidable, turns out he’s just a wuss." Tang Xiaoyu said disdainfully.

Kong Qingxu did not speak, but his gaze towards Fang Yi was extremely cold.

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