Rebirth of the Peak Young Master

Chapter 1307 1307: Eminence

Soon, everyone's attention turned to mockery and amusement. The person hosting the princess's birthday party was not someone of illustrious status, not even someone with a title, but rather an ordinary passenger who paid to board the ship. In this situation, this person became a clown in everyone's eyes, merely a clown seeking attention!

Of course, no one would care about the tragic outcome that awaits him. For a crime like offending the Royal Family, even an ordinary big merchant couldn't endure it, let alone a regular passenger. If later someone tossed him overboard, perhaps that would be the best outcome for him, right?

Otherwise, it would continue to be postponed. If Princess Alice returned to settle the score after the ship docked, the consequences would be much more severe!

Among the crowd, a man with a scar stood up inopportunely and bowed before Princess Alice. Alice had already made her decision with her eyes, lowering her voice so that only the two could hear. Under the gaze of everyone, she trotted over to Ye Fengsheng, inviting him to sit in a seat by the wall, and meaningfully said, "Mr. Ye, do you know why I came here?"

"If Princess Alice were to throw you off the ship, in such vast waters, I think even someone as powerful as you couldn't safely reach the shore. More importantly, there are countless assassins and armies looking for you along the way."

Ye Fengsheng didn't care what he said, he just nodded, "I know, taking advantage of a fire to rob."

"No, no, no," the scabbed face hastily shook his head, denying, "Mr. Ye, you are a smart person, a person of stature. You should understand that you must pay the corresponding price for making mistakes. You did the wrong thing at the wrong time and place, of course, you should be responsible for your mistake."

Ye Fengsheng looked at him for a long time, then laughed, "I don't think I did anything wrong."

"Gentlemen, do not deprive others of love," Scarface said, "Don't you know what you did?"

Ye Fengsheng retorted, "You've been looking at me the entire time. You should be very clear, all that I've done can only be considered abrupt, not wrong. If others were here, they would kill."

"Others?" Scarface's pupils slightly contracted, unsure if Ye Fengsheng was bluffing or telling the truth.

At the moment when a stern light appeared, Scarface immediately cursed the two original sinners of their 18th generation ancestors. They were having a good conversation with Ye Fengsheng here, and he seemed to be letting go. Who knows which country sent these two idiots, but they didn't have the most basic judgment. At this time, they weren't helping, nor would they succeed, but it really would anger the Devil, who was so powerful that he wouldn't be harmed in front of a missile!

Even the Fallen Angel and the Count were dealt with by him. The bodies sank into the sea to feed the fish. Why do you two idiots dare fight against Ye Fengsheng? You think you are stronger than the Fallen Angel?

Of course, Scarface's thoughts were only so, because those two black shadows rushed toward Ye Fengsheng with lightning speed, like a puddle of rotten meat. They collapsed on the ground, their bellies soft, a sign that a living person should no longer have any physiological features.

"Is this the person you brought?"

Ye Feng's eyebrows didn't move. He simply glanced at the scar in front of him and asked.

"No, no," the scabbed face quickly denied, "Dear Mr. Ye, you need to know that I respect you. We fear the strong, we worship the strong. I dare not provoke or oppose someone as powerful as you. I don't know who sent these two idiots. If you have any doubts about me, I can personally find out these two idiots right now, and I will bring the person behind them to you."

"That's not necessary."

Ye Fengsheng said so. Then, his figure disappeared from the seat. When he reappeared, he brought a middle-aged Chinese-looking man to the seat. After he pressed this person into the seat, he sat down and asked, "You should recognize him, right?"

"You… who are you?"

Scarface on the side tried to recognize this seemingly unfamiliar face. Somehow, this person gave him a very familiar feeling.

Ye Fengsheng snapped his fingers, and the disguise on the middle-aged man's face fell off. Appearing before everyone was a man with white skin and abnormal skin.

"Vlad!"

Scarface screamed, subconsciously retreating, trying to distance himself from this Caucasian.

This was a repulsive person, but also a name that sent shivers down the spine of everyone, including assassins worldwide! Because behind this name, it would remind people of the vampire of the legend that sucks blood!

No one wanted to deal with this person because when his cold gaze fell on others, there were only two intentions.

First, how to breathe your hot blood; the other is how to breathe it again!

Who in the world would want to be friends with such a person, to deal with such a person? Even the Beastman Count, who is covered in blood, felt nauseated by this famous partner!

Especially the chill he carried, even three meters away, would make people shiver!

"Ye Fengsheng, you shouldn't let me near you."

Vlad was pressed into a seat by Ye Fengsheng, not wanting to be a prisoner. He even had the courage to pick up the half-glass of wine left on the table and sipped it gently. People who seemed fragile drank rudely, with bright red liquid flowing from the corners of their mouths, without a trace of wiping.

Ye Fengsheng was amused, "You sent people to kill me, wanting to test my depth, and you think I won't come to settle accounts with you?"

Indeed, Ye Fengsheng was puzzled by these people's superiority and confidence. After all, even those welcomed by Pei Banbu had to tremble before him. Why were these strange people so indifferent to him?

Is it because "a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger" or "the ignorant are fearless of a tiger"?

"If you're smart enough, you should trade with the butcher when they find you, so disaster won't befall you. But unfortunately, for some reason, you didn't make a wise choice, so disaster will befall you."

Vlad calmly said, "After all, taking things from your hand is opposite from taking them from the butcher representing the country.

Ye Fengsheng nodded thoughtfully, "You're right, I agree."

Vlad looked at Ye Fengsheng with confusion, revealing a strange feeling, but he didn't think too much about it. Instead, he said, "In this case, before I start, can you give me the data?"

"You might have misunderstood me."

Ye Fengsheng was indifferent to this, seriously explaining, "The data was in his hands, you might be able to steal it, even if not, at least you could leave a life after you do it;

"Now the data is in my hands, and you've already made a move on me, which means you won't have the chance to see the sun tomorrow morning."

Vlad's eyes locked onto Ye Fengsheng, his gaze gradually froze.

Ye Fengsheng smiled gently, uncaring of this absurd conversation. The situation had already reversed for these three families. The sky's eyes clashed in the conflict. When they heard Renxi's news, they were at a loss. Their grandfather couldn't open that brocade box. Instead, it was a foreign woman, who didn't even know the pattern of animal clouds, nor could she understand Chinese. She said she could open it. Doing so was just a smile.

Who would care about what an outsider in their field of expertise says?