The Strongest Urban Son-in-law-Chapter 623 - 632 Shi Jingyuan [First Update]

Zhao Xinling was held in Ye Feng’s hand like a little chick, completely powerless and immersed in pain. Everyone was shocked and couldn’t believe what they saw.

Who was Zhao Xinling? She was the precious daughter of the Zhao Family, the darling of Kyoto’s Chinatown; always coddled and protected from the slightest harm since childhood.

But now, Zhao Xinling was being held by Ye Feng, her neck gripped tightly in his hand. It was an incredible sight that left everyone dumbfounded, their eyes filled with awe.

Ye Feng looked at Zhao Xinling indifferently and spoke calmly, "Are you seeking death?"

Hearing Ye Feng’s words, Zhao Xinling was stunned, as was everyone else, their hearts churning with turmoil.

No one had ever spoken to Zhao Xinling like this. After being lifted by Ye Feng, her legs couldn’t stay still and kept kicking him.

"Let go! Let go of me!" Zhao Xinling shouted as she hit Ye Feng.

Everyone glared at Ye Feng and roared loudly, "Kid, don’t mess around. Let go of our young lady immediately, or you won’t be leaving here alive today!"

Yet, Ye Feng remained incredibly calm, looking at Zhao Xinling in his hand as if she was trash that he could easily crush.

Zhao Xinling’s eyes widened in shock, her heart quivering intensely as she felt a profound blow to her self-esteem. Ye Feng’s gaze was completely unlike that of others.

Even Zhao Xinling herself felt like she was trash in front of Ye Feng.

At that moment, a man in his thirties hurried out from the Zhao residence. He was quite handsome and exuded an arrogant aura.

As soon as the man appeared, he saw Zhao Xinling being choked and held by Ye Feng.

Instantly, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and an ominous aura seemed to coil around him.

"Let her go!" The man’s voice was ice-cold, the surrounding temperature seemingly dropping with his words.

"It’s Young Master Shi Jingyuan!" exclaimed the crowd excitedly upon seeing him.

"Oh no!" Zhou Mengyu’s eyes filled with concern upon hearing the name Shi Jingyuan.

Shi Jingyuan, a prominent figure from one of the two great families in Kyoto’s Chinatown, was the third young master of the Shi Family.

Shi Jingyuan was also a martial artist, whose inner strength had reached the third level of perfection, making him a formidable Half-step Master.

Even Zhou Menguy felt uncertain about facing Shi Jingyuan. Now that Shi Jingyuan had arrived, Zhou Mengyu was genuinely worried.

However, Ye Feng’s eyes still exuded unparalleled calmness. He did not feel the slightest panic due to Shi Jingyuan’s arrival. Zhao Xinling continuously kicked Ye Feng with her feet, shouting angrily, "You useless trash, let go of me! I’m going to kill you! I’ll dismember you! How dare you treat me like this; I will make sure you die!"

Zhao Xinling’s anger reached its peak as rage clouded her mind. Now, not only was her pride hurt, but she was also being lifted off the ground by Ye Feng. At this moment, all she wanted was to kill Ye Feng.

Yet, after Ye Feng choked her neck, Zhao Xinling barely had any strength left. Even if her feet kept kicking Ye Feng’s body, it didn’t affect him at all.

"Scum, I told you to let him go! Didn’t you hear?" Shi Jingyuan roared loudly.

However, Ye Feng remained completely calm, not even sparing Shi Jingyuan a glance, and instead, he stared at Zhao Xinling, "If you dare to move again, I will kill you..."

Ye Feng’s tone was eerily calm, terrifyingly so, and a subtle murderous intent flickered in his eyes.

At that moment, Ye Feng did not exude an intense murderous intent yet Zhao Xinling felt it was incredibly pure, so pure that she realized Ye Feng was not merely threatening her, but truly capable of killing her.

Suddenly, Zhao Xinling felt the hairs on her body stand on end, and cold sweat dripped down from her forehead. She even felt that if she struggled even slightly, Ye Feng would not hesitate to snap her neck. Zhao Xinling’s heartbeat sped up, she held her breath, and dared not make any more rash moves, falling completely silent.

Shi Jingyuan coldly looked at Ye Feng, "Kid, if you’re brave enough, release Xinling! Bullying a woman, what skill is that? If you have the guts, fight me one-on-one, I will kill you!"

Ye Feng casually said, "Let Zhao Yebao come out..."

Zhao Yebao was the Family Head of the Zhao Family, and also Zhao Xinling’s father.

Shi Jingyuan coldly said, "Scum, who do you think you are? You think you’re worthy of Mr. Zhao coming out to see you? Don’t dream! Let go of Zhao Xinling, or I will make you die here today!"

"Joke!" Ye Feng scoffed disdainfully.

"Not just a nobody like you, even if Zhao Yebao were here, he wouldn’t have the right to make me die here!"

Ye Feng said with utmost confidence.

"What!" Upon hearing Ye Feng’s words, everyone was stunned. They stared blankly at Ye Feng, their eyes wide open, revealing a look of disbelief, completely unable to comprehend.

"Ye Feng, what nonsense are you talking about? Have you gone mad?" Zhou Mengyu widened her eyes, asking loudly.

Ye Feng had just said that even Zhao Yebao had no right to make him die there, which was incredibly arrogant.

After all, Zhao Yebao was the Family Head of the Zhao Family in Kyoto’s Chinatown, an absolute strong figure and an underground emperor whose words were law, and yet Ye Feng simply dismissed him.

"Kid, are you out of your mind? If you are seeking death then don’t blame me for not warning you! I’m giving you one last chance, put down Xinling, or else I, I will make your blood spill right here!" Shi Jingyuan roared.

Instantly, murderous intent erupted, terrifying airwaves blasted around, inner strength leaked out, and the air burst with sound.

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