Pu Sha, with his dough-like face, wore a mocking smile, his eyes filled with a savage glint.
"You brat, I'll let you know what happens when you cross me!"
"Open your dog eyes and watch carefully!"
With a rustle, Pu Sha, the dough-faced young man, directly emptied a considerable amount of harvested Ling Xiao flowers from his Qiankun bag. The disheveled pile was laid out on the table.
The surrounding onlookers' eyes widened. It had to be said, the quantity was indeed immense, and it seemed Ye Fei was in danger.
The teacher, in particular, looked at Ye Fei with great concern several times.
However, Ye Fei had already briefly scanned the Ling Xiao flowers on the table and understood everything.
Therefore, he didn't feel the slightest bit of tension.
After all, the number of Ling Xiao flowers in his own Qiankun bag far exceeded the total number displayed on the table.
To Pu Sha, the dough-faced young man, Ye Fei's expressionless face indicated that he was too stunned to speak, which only made Pu Sha more smug.
"You brat, if you're willing to beg for mercy now and call me Grandpa a few times, I might consider going easy on you. Otherwise, you won't complete this mission. Think carefully!"
Ye Fei couldn't help but chuckle.
"You brat, you can still laugh!"
"You're like a dead pig that doesn't fear boiling water!"
"Then I won't show you any mercy!"
Seeing Ye Fei as indifferent as a dead pig, Pu Sha, the dough-faced young man, could no longer control his anger. He directly addressed the teacher.
"Teacher, announce the number of Ling Xiao flowers I harvested!"
"I want this kid to see the gap between us!"
The teacher had intended to mediate, but now it was beyond his control.
So, he turned his gaze to the pile of Ling Xiao flowers on the table.
"Alright, everyone, please supervise me to ensure I don't make any mistakes."
The teacher spoke to the crowd.
Under everyone's supervision, the teacher counted three times and finally confirmed the number of Ling Xiao flowers: forty-seven plants.
This number far exceeded everyone's expectations.
After all, the highest record before was less than thirty plants!
This time, Pu Sha, the dough-faced young man, had directly broken the record!
It was truly astonishing.
At the same time, his concern for Ye Fei grew even greater.
"Hahaha, you brat, how can you compete with me now!"
"If you have the ability, take out forty-eight Ling Xiao flowers!"
"Otherwise, just kneel down and call me Grandpa three times!"
Pu Sha, the dough-faced young man, was relentless and shouted loudly.
"Hmph, a small person achieving success!"
"Now, open your eyes wide and watch carefully how Young Master Ye defeats you!"
Yun Chuchu, standing nearby, scoffed.
Let alone Ye Fei, even her own Qiankun bag contained no less than fifty Ling Xiao flowers, not to mention Ye Fei.
"You vulgar woman, shut up!"
"I'll settle the score with you later!"
Ye Fei calmly took out a few sparse Ling Xiao flowers from his Qiankun bag and placed them on another table nearby.
"You brat, you only harvested a few Ling Xiao flowers?"
"This is hilarious!"
"Do you want Grandpa to gift you a few?"
Even the surrounding onlookers were dumbfounded, completely stunned. Seeing their reaction, Ye Fei took out another large handful of Ling Xiao flowers from his Qiankun bag and said leisurely.
"Why the hurry!"
"I have more!"
At this moment, Pu Sha, the dough-faced young man, felt a jolt in his heart.
Fortunately, Ye Fei didn't continue to take out more Ling Xiao flowers, which allowed him to relax his hanging heart.
After a quick glance, he returned to his previous smug demeanor.
Ye Fei found it amusing. He glanced at him, then shifted his gaze to the teacher and said.
"Teacher, please count the number of Ling Xiao flowers on my table."
The teacher sighed and dutifully counted the pile of Ling Xiao flowers on the table.
As expected, the number of Ling Xiao flowers on this pile was only thirty, still a dozen short of Pu Sha's.
Just as Pu Sha, the dough-faced young man, was about to further belittle Ye Fei, Ye Fei unexpectedly took out another large handful of Ling Xiao flowers from his Qiankun bag.
He dumped them all onto the table.
This time, everyone was dumbfounded.
So, this was a case of a wolf in sheep's clothing!
Of course, the most indignant among them was Pu Sha, the dough-faced young man.
It was too insidious and cunning!
Pu Sha shot Ye Fei a venomous glare.
At this moment, he felt as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a fly.
Only then did he realize he had been tricked!
Without counting, it was evident that the total number of Ling Xiao flowers on the table would not be less than thirty!
This meant that the number of Ling Xiao flowers he had obtained was far less than Ye Fei's!
He had lost this bet!
"Teacher, please announce the final result!"
Ye Fei clasped his hands.
Ye Fei paid no attention to the resentful gaze that had been fixed on him.
"You brat, don't get too cocky!"
"I advise you to stop while you're ahead, or the consequences will be more than you can bear!"
A subordinate of Pu Sha, the dough-faced young man, threatened him menacingly.
Ye Fei shot him a cold glance and then disdainfully said.
"The bet wasn't started by me, so what right do you have to ask me to stop!"
"If I were the one who lost this time, would you have let me off?"
"Why do you point fingers and bark orders at me!"
"Get out of my way!"
That subordinate, being from a privileged background, had never been threatened like this before. He trembled with anger and continued to shout.
"Don't push your luck!"
"If you don't want to stay in the academy, just try it!"
These threats were also extremely grating to the teacher's ears.
However, thinking that Pu Sha's grandfather was a senior elder of the Alchemy Sect, he could only endure it.
"Now I announce that the total number of Ling Xiao flowers on this table is sixty!"
With a rustle, the rest of the crowd immediately erupted.
Now there was a good show to watch.
At this moment, all eyes were focused on Pu Sha, the dough-faced young man.
He glared fiercely at the teacher, then, with his neck stiffened, gritted his teeth and said to Ye Fei.
"You brat, don't get smug!"
"I, Pu Sha, know how to lose!"
"I'll give you all the Ling Xiao flowers I harvested!"
Immediately, Pu Sha instructed his subordinate to throw all the Ling Xiao flowers from his table into Ye Fei's arms.
"You brat, since our Young Master Pu has given you all his Ling Xiao flowers, this matter ends here. Don't push your luck!"
"Otherwise, if Young Master Pu is forced to lose face, it will be terrible. Do you understand?"
Ye Fei didn't actually intend to make Pu Sha kneel and kowtow to him.
He just wanted to deflate his arrogance and stop him from being so overbearing.