novelraw Chapter 802: One Slap Embeds Him in the Wall, Can’t Even Pry Him Out
Chapter 802: One Slap Embeds Him in the Wall, Can’t Even Pry Him Out
They didn’t know what origins Ye Lanfeng had, but since he was Han Yan’s servant, no matter how high his strength could be estimated, it shouldn’t be too high. If facing other opponents, they might manage to fight with effort, but when confronting Tributor Qiu who cultivates the Domineering Body Technique, there’s simply no way to attack. The heavier the blow, the greater the injury.Only then did Han Yan understand why Tributor Qiu was so fearless. She had also heard about the power of the Domineering Body Technique; unless one’s strength was far above Qiu’s, facing his Domineering Body Technique was like a tiger trying to bite a turtle, completely helpless.
If she herself were to fight, it wouldn’t be easy at all, she’d have to use her wits before taking action. But since it’s Ye Lanfeng who’s acting, Lady Mu has no need to use her brain and isn’t worried at all.
A master at the Sword Saint Realm, if they couldn’t even break the Second-level Sword Master Domineering Body Technique, wouldn’t that be a joke?
"Are you ready?" Ye Lanfeng himself didn’t blink even once, slowly raised his palm, and asked casually.
"Do you really dare to strike?" Tributor Qiu looked at Ye Lanfeng with a bit of curiosity.
Not sure where Han Yan found this servant, a little lacking in knowledge is one thing, but does he have poor hearing too?
Even if he doesn’t understand the power of the Domineering Body Technique, he should have some understanding from the crowd’s discussion, yet he really dares to strike? Is he tired of living?
Ye Lanfeng didn’t answer, but stepped forward and gently patted Tributor Qiu’s chest with his palm.
This palm strike was so feeble and powerless that the surrounding crowd was dumbfounded.
"Hahaha, so you’re caught between a rock and a hard place, huh? You’re quite smart, neither getting hurt nor failing your master, teachable, truly teachable." Tributor Qiu was momentarily stunned, then burst into laughter.
Hearing this, the surrounding crowd finally understood. Presumably, he was eager to please his master, spoke too boldly, and is now caught in a bind, unsure whether to strike or not, simply opting to tap lightly and make a show of it, somewhat preserving face.
Everyone secretly shook their heads, although Han Yan is a bit of a playboy, and the means used to deal with Mo Yanhong earlier were somewhat underhanded, still, she was recalled by the Zong Family, indicating some competence. Why did she recruit such a talentless servant who only knows how to play petty tricks, utterly disgraceful, tarnishing her master’s reputation.
Nobody noticed that, at this time, whether Han Yan or the several attendants beside her, showed not a hint of shame on their faces; instead, they were full of smiles.
While the crowd whispered amongst themselves, deeply disdainful of Ye Lanfeng. Suddenly, Tributor Qiu’s expression changed.
"Ah..." with a scream, Tributor Qiu shot like an arrow from the door.
"Boom" with a loud noise, Tributor Qiu hit the opposite stone wall.
The earth shook violently, and the thick stone wall made of bluestone was smashed into an ’大’-shaped deep pit. Tributor Qiu, who was laughing arrogantly moments ago, was embedded in the wall, his eyes dazed, and his exposed limbs twitched. It seemed like quite an effort would be required to dig him out.
All around, there was deathly silence.
Everyone stared in shock at Ye Lanfeng, that gentle palm strike, what terrifying power did it contain to break through Tributor Qiu’s Domineering Body Technique so effortlessly.
Moreover, what kind of cultivation does he have? From the strike to now, no one felt any Qi fluctuation from him.
"Glad to fulfill the mission." Ye Lanfeng smiled faintly, took out a Brocade Handkerchief to wipe his palm, behaving as a servant should, returning to Han Yan’s side, as humble as possible. Watching this made Zirong and others feel a wave of stomach discomfort again, Master Ye sure was addicted to pretending.
Though Master Ye acted much like a servant, now no one dared to treat him as one again, seeing him approaching, everyone subconsciously retreated a few steps.
Han Yan wasn’t overly surprised; after all, she had once been a master at the Sword Saint Realm, naturally understanding the vast difference between Sword Saint and Sword Master.
Han Yan gave a slight smile to Ye Lanfeng, turned her head to look at Mo Yanhong, and grinned, revealing white teeth, which appeared somewhat sinister.
"I’ll compensate, I’ll compensate." This time, without needing any words, Mo Yanhong was already scared limp, and before Han Yan even spoke, he pulled out that stack of land titles.
"Let’s just take this shop, return the rest, lest others say I bully people by relying on my strength." Han Yan picked a decent-positioned land title and returned the others to Mo Yanhong.
Hearing Han Yan’s words, not to mention Mo Yanhong wanting to spit blood, everyone else felt like spitting blood too.
Although Han Yan spent quite a bit of money unjustly earlier, in the blink of an eye, she doubled it back, and by the way, severely injured someone else’s Tributor, yet this doesn’t count as bullying? How would bullying be defined then? This one talks righteously about shameless things, probably only Han Yan in the Capital would do that.
Even knowing today’s events were fundamentally Mo Yanhong’s fault, and his fate was his own doing, watching Han Yan’s methods, everyone still secretly felt fearful.
"In the future, better keep eyes wide open, anyone can be offended, just don’t offend Heishi City’s biggest playboy, oh no, seeing this stance, soon Heishi City’s biggest playboy will likely be renamed the Capital’s biggest playboy." The surrounding crowd exchanged glances, the same thought rising in their minds.
Retrieving the land titles, Mo Yanhong dared not glance at Han Yan again, and ran out the door with drooping head. Oh. After a few steps, felt something was wrong, turned to run towards Tributor Qiu who was still embedded in the wall, exerted all his strength to dig him out, had him carried off, and quickly ran away, this time moved swiftly and decisively without daring to utter a single harsh word.
Others seeing no excitement left to watch also dispersed. Only now, after today, Big Playboy Mu’s fame spread even further.
"Chairman Che, holding onto this land title is useless for me, do you have any interest?" Han Yan asked Che Xiang. As she spoke, she winked at Housekeeper Che.
Arriving in the Capital only to offend, both outsiders and kindred Zong Family disciples, Han Yan didn’t want to bring trouble to the not yet stable Nanyan Commerce.
"Young Master Mu, please come inside, please come inside." Che Xiang guessed that Han Yan didn’t want to expose the association with Nanyan Commerce too early, nodded in comprehension, and led Han Yan towards the VIP room.
Just entering the VIP room after passing through the corridor, Ji Gaoxian’s old face filled with resentment was seen.
He had witnessed the earlier events as well, although surprised by Ye Lanfeng’s strength, being the Capital City Divine Calculator and having seen numerous masters, he wasn’t afraid and kept his sour face.