"So little insight!"
Seeing that Ye Kunlun ignored him, Qiao Song thought he had struck a nerve with his pride and became even more smug.
"Rou Rou, what good can come out of a pile of mud? And didn't you hear what Master said just now?"
Qiao Song chatted and laughed with Qian Rou Rou, belittling Ye Kunlun again.
As he spoke, Ye Kunlun glanced at Er Yue He and smiled, "Second Boss, don't you agree?"
Er Yue He did not speak, but his face darkened. He replied, "Young Master Qiao looks down on our Wan Bao Zhai."
"How could that be." Qiao Song was startled, not expecting Er Yue He to not give him any face.
He secretly wondered, could Ye Kunlun really be someone of great background?
But he knew all the rich young men in Kyoto.
Not to mention Kyoto, his Qiao family used to be the richest in China, but they were taken by the Qian family this year.
As one of the top second-generation rich in China, Qiao Song basically knew all the well-known young people in the country.
Ye Kunlun was dressed ordinarily, and it was impossible to tell if he had a significant background.
"Mr. Ye is my friend, please speak respectfully," Qiao Song.
Qian Rou Rou's face was unpleasant. Qiao Song had slandered Ye Kunlun twice. Based on her understanding of Ye Kunlun, she feared he was already angry.
If Qiao Song continued to be ignorant, he might suffer some consequences.
"Still Mr.?" Qiao Song sneered repeatedly, "Rou Rou, I think you've been fooled by him, haven't you? Have you ever seen such a young Mr.?"
"I don't think there's anything good in Wan Bao Zhai. Why don't we go to Song He Lou? I'll help you pick out a gift for Grandpa Qian, how about it?"
Qiao Song looked at Qian Rou Rou fawningly, but a subtle glint flashed in his eyes.
"Well done, Qian Rou Rou. I, Qiao Song, will have you on my bed sooner or later. Then I'll let you know who your man is!"
Qiao Song gritted his teeth. Qian Rou Rou must be his. Anyone who competed with him would be crushed under his feet.
Qian Rou Rou frowned slightly and replied with some displeasure, "No need. I'll pick out a gift for my grandfather myself. If you have nothing else, please leave. Don't delay Mr. Ye and me from picking out a gift for Grandpa."
"Heh heh."
Qiao Song's voice turned colder, "Him? Looking at him, I don't think he can even produce ten thousand yuan!"
As he spoke, Qiao Song burst into loud laughter, his voice echoing on the third floor of Wan Bao Zhai, sounding extremely jarring.
"Finished talking?"
Ye Kunlun withdrew his gaze from the black bell and turned to look coldly at the smugly laughing Qiao Song.
Qiao Song's laughter stopped abruptly. He looked at Ye Kunlun with disbelief, "What did you say? You dare to scold me? Rou Rou, is this the quality of your friend? Does he know who I am!"
"Noisy!"
Ye Kunlun casually picked up a recently cleaned porcelain vase and threw it at Qiao Song's face!
Instantly, Qiao Song's entire face was smashed by Ye Kunlun, bleeding profusely, and his front teeth were knocked out, flying somewhere.
Qian Rou Rou and Liu Meng on the side were stunned. They did not expect Ye Kunlun to be so ferocious, attacking them at the slightest disagreement.
Ahhh—
Qiao Song let out a painful howl.
The two bodyguards behind him reacted after a while, waving their fists and lunging at Ye Kunlun.
Ye Kunlun stared straight at the two of them. Without even raising his hands, they recoiled five or six steps back as if encountering something terrifying, and their pants were scared wet.
"I'll kill you!"
Qiao Song wiped his face, looked at the blood on his hands, and roared furiously at Ye Kunlun.
Bang—
As soon as Qiao Song finished speaking, Ye Kunlun casually grabbed a nearby vase and smashed it towards his forehead.
"Since you haven't learned your lesson, I'll make sure you learn it well!"
The vase shattered upon impact. Qiao Song's mind reeled, and he stumbled back two steps, falling unconscious.
"Get him out of here!"
Ye Kunlun said sternly to the two bodyguards.
It all happened in just three to five breaths. Ye Kunlun had smashed two vases on Qiao Song and left him bleeding from his head.
Everyone finally snapped out of their shock.
Liu Meng shouted, "Ye Kunlun, do you know who Qiao Song is? His father is Qiao Wang Nian, one of the top billionaires in China. If you hurt him, the Qiao family will definitely not let you go."
"Xiao Meng, stop talking."
Qian Rou Rou had predicted this outcome from the beginning, but Ye Kunlun's actions were even more exaggerated than she had imagined.
"Just a Qiao family." Ye Kunlun listened to Liu Meng's words, his tone revealing a hint of disdain, "If they are truly blind, I don't mind making them disappear from China."
"You, what big talk!"
Liu Meng was furious when she heard Ye Kunlun's words, "I advise you to leave Kyoto quickly and take refuge somewhere else."
Liu Meng was actually concerned for Ye Kunlun, worried about the Qiao family's retaliation.
Qian Rou Rou also heard that her best friend was actually worried about Ye Kunlun, but the words came out of her mouth sounding like she was scolding Ye Kunlun.
She sighed inwardly and said to Ye Kunlun, "Mr. Ye, the Qiao family is indeed difficult to deal with. If you need anything, please don't hesitate to ask. Today's incident happened because of me. Our Qian family will not stand by and watch!"
Ye Kunlun's expression remained unchanged. Qiao Song's matter was merely a trivial interlude to him.
"Mm!" Ye Kunlun hummed faintly, then said to Er Yue He, "I broke two of your vases. I'll compensate you later."
Er Yue He shivered and chuckled, "It's fine, they are all worthless things anyway."
"Rou Rou, look at him." Liu Meng said angrily. Ye Kunlun completely ignored her words.
Qian Rou Rou shook her head and whispered, "Mr. Ye has his own plans. Let's not interfere."
Ye Kunlun naturally heard their conversation but paid no mind to it.
He pointed to the broken vase fragments on the ground and said to the two craftsmen nearby, "Please take the trouble to clean up these fragments."
"Kid, even if these vases are worthless, they are still antiques. You just smashed them like that..."
A craftsman began to lecture Ye Kunlun.
However, before he could finish speaking, he seemed to have discovered something, his eyes filled with excitement.
"This, this is..."
He hastily picked up a shard, and on the cut surface of the shard, there was a crimson bead the size of a red bean.
Then, he picked up another piece, and it was the same crimson bead.
"My heavens, it's the legendary Crimson Bead."
Upon hearing the words "Crimson Bead," Er Yue He's eyes also lit up. He quickly stepped forward and picked up a shard, indeed finding diamond-like crimson beads embedded in it.
He seemed to have thought of something, looked up at Ye Kunlun, and asked, "Mr. Ye had already seen it?"
Ye Kunlun nodded, "Crimson Beads require a special calcination technique to form, and, the embryo needs to have Dragon Blood added. After at least a century of sedimentation, Crimson Beads will form, and the probability of formation is less than one in ten thousand!"