As Lü Feng disappeared into the dimness of the private room without waiting for Lin Mei to speak, Li Jian’s ashtray descended carelessly.
*Clang!*
A crisp sound echoed.
Lin Mei instantly tensed, her gaze following the sound.
“Did he hit him on the head?”
She mused inwardly.
Just then, not far in front of them, a piercing roar erupted.
“Looks like Chen Qingyue is finished!”
Yang Shuo’s heart plummeted.
Though the blow landed on Chen Qingyue, it felt no different than if it had struck him.
However, his subordinate raised his head. “Boss, it doesn’t seem right.”
Yang Shuo was in no mood.
“Stop talking!”
His mind was already troubled, and his spirits sank to the bottom.
Yet, less than three seconds after he spoke, he froze.
Yang Shuo suddenly detected something amiss in the roar.
“No, that’s not Chen Qingyue’s voice!”
Yang Shuo’s brows furrowed instantly.
He looked over, his face etched with astonishment.
Yang Shuo felt as if he had been struck by a thunderbolt from the heavens.
“Damn it!”
The scene before him was utterly “miserable.”
But why did it feel so smooth for him?
Just as the glass ashtray was about to fall on Chen Qingyue, Lü Feng grabbed Li Jian’s arm.
Li Jian’s body had been thoroughly depleted by years of indulgence in wine, women, wealth, and power.
When Lü Feng yanked him, his arm naturally veered to the side.
This motion caused the hand holding the ashtray to smash directly into a corner of the glass coffee table.
Instantly, countless shards of glass flew.
Li Jian’s hand became a bloody mess from these fragments.
At least ten scratches marred the back of Li Jian’s hand; had the ashtray not blocked some of the impact, his five fingers might not have been spared.
Li Jian’s previously arrogant expression turned into a wail of agony.
Soon, his anger, amplified by the pain, erupted.
“Yang Shuo, you brat!”
However, Yang Shuo was equally bewildered at this moment.
Meanwhile, Lü Feng’s voice slowly drifted from behind Li Jian.
“Boss Li, I’ve taken a liking to this number 17. My apologies!”
By saying this, Lü Feng avoided causing trouble for Yang Shuo and provided Chen Qingyue with dignity.
Furthermore, this reason was sufficient for Li Jian to find no grounds for rebuttal.
“What? You!”
Upon hearing this, Li Jian’s heart sank.
With such a composed voice, he immediately turned and saw a dignified young man standing before him.
Li Jian’s taut nerves relaxed slightly.
He had thought it was some formidable figure.
Recalling his memories, the face of the person before him did not even rank in the Southeast City.
Li Jian couldn’t help but sneer, “Brat, you know the consequences of trying to snatch a woman from me?”
This person before him was truly excessive.
While hostesses were in the service industry, they were still human beings.
They also possessed human rights.
But this person before him was truly detestable.
It was one thing to demand an apology, but he even wanted him to bark like an animal.
Even if the person before him wasn’t Chen Qingyue, Lü Feng’s inherent pride would never allow him to stand idly by.
Now, seeing that Li Jian, despite the simple and clear lesson he had just taught him, had no intention of backing down.
He was even applying the same tactics he used against Yang Shuo to himself.
Lü Feng couldn’t help but curve his lips.
“I know. Aren’t I just going to be targeted by your nephew!”
“Good, you understand!”
Li Jian wrapped his hand with tissue and continued, “Looking at you, you seem to be doing business in Southeast City too. However, you must be new here. If you want to do business here, you need to understand the rules. Today, you dared to lay hands on me. If you’re smart, apologize, offer some benefits, and we’ll call it even. Otherwise, how you treat me today, I will make sure to treat you, and doubly so, once you leave this place!”
Before Lü Feng could speak,
The man’s words flowed incessantly.
“However, just a moment ago, I changed my mind. Before all that, you have to agree to one thing. Didn’t you say number 17 is your woman? Fine. If number 17 is unwilling, you come!”
Yang Shuo, standing by, couldn’t stand to hear this any longer.
“Li Jian, don’t push your luck too far!”
Lü Feng’s actions just now had indeed boosted his spirits considerably.
“This kid is really reliable. When things get tough, he actually steps up!”
Yang Shuo suddenly understood.
Why even Zhang Dong had to show Lü Feng respect.
Even he, from the bottom of his heart, admired him.
His previous opinion of this young man had vanished in an instant.
He even couldn’t help but speak up for him.
Li Jian glanced at Yang Shuo. “Young Master Yang, are you rebelling?”
Then, he turned back, awaiting Lü Feng’s move.
He wanted to see how this brat would resolve the situation!
In any case, relying on his nephew’s reputation, Li Jian felt exceptionally unhurried.
Smugly urging him on, “Hurry up!”
Lü Feng uttered a low sound from the depths of his throat. “I’m sorry, Boss Li. Boss Li is right. I am indeed from out of town, and I do intend to seek development in Southeast City.”
Hearing this, Li Jian’s expression of satisfaction became even more pronounced.
What did this mean?
Heh heh.
Li Jian thought to himself.
“Where did that arrogance and dominance go? In the end, didn’t he still have to swallow his pride and clean up the mess?”
Just as he was about to voice this thought,
Lü Feng continued, “However, I believe that without your nephew, I, Lü Feng, can still carve out a path for myself in Southeast City!”
“What!”
Li Jian was instantly struck as if by a blunt club to the back of his head.
“Brat, don’t let youthful impulsiveness harm yourself. Let me remind you, my nephew, I wouldn’t say for anything else, but he has the power to decide the life and death of small businesses like yours. Don’t regret it! If you beg me then, it won’t be under these conditions!”
Li Jian felt worse than if he had eaten a fly during a meal.
The young man before him was clearly a troublemaker.
He was clearly not playing by his rules!
This sly dog!
A surge of anger instantly rose in Li Jian’s chest.
At the same time, he intended to swing his fist.
But before he could make a move, Lü Feng’s hand went *snap*.
Like a pair of iron tongs, it firmly clamped his hand that was about to be swung.
“Boss Li, I suggest we turn our enmity into friendship!”
“What!”
Li Jian had always allowed himself to lord over others.
Now, with this posture,
The young man before him was clearly riding over him.
Could he tolerate this?
“Attack!”
Li Jian glanced sideways at the person beside him.
However, at this moment, the person sat there like a stone, unmoving.
“What are you doing, are you stupid?”
Li Jian, already furious, was now even more enraged.
Yet, the person beside him revealed a look of difficulty.