Chapter 13: Break His Leg!

The private room door was kicked open, and Zhao Qiancheng entered with five burly men in black vests.

He looked around as soon as he entered, his eyes full of contempt.

The five burly men were no gentlefolk; they slammed the private room door shut and glared at Jiang Feng viciously, as if they were going to devour him whole.

Jiang Feng sat on the chair, not even lifting an eyelid, but a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth as he looked at Ye Xiaoyue beside him: "So this is your true purpose."

Ye Xiaoyue's scheme was exposed, and she stopped pretending, immediately standing up from the chair.

She hurried to Zhao Qiancheng's side, her eyes brimming with triumph: "Jiang Feng, did you think I really wanted to treat you to a meal? I just wanted Zhao Shao to give you a good lesson, to let you see the consequences of crossing me and Zhao Shao! You caused the Ye Family to be blacklisted by the Su Family; today I'll make you pay!"

As she spoke, she deliberately pressed her chest against Zhao Qiancheng, making Ye Zhonghai's face turn ashen.

"Ye Xiaoyue! You unfilial daughter!"

Ye Zhonghai, furious, slammed the table, spilling tea all over it.

"I had you invite Jiang Feng to a meal to make amends with him, and you secretly colluded with Zhao Qiancheng to harm Jiang Feng?"

Although he feared the Zhao family's faction, he knew Jiang Feng's identity even better.

He is a disciple of Xuan Yuan Zhenren, whose medical skill and martial prowess are unfathomable.

Zhao Qiancheng trying to move against Jiang Feng would be courting death!

Zhao Qiancheng, however, paid no heed to Ye Zhonghai, sneering: "Uncle Ye, this has nothing to do with you; stay out of it! I'm here to deal with Jiang Feng, for daring to steal a woman from me and ruin Zhao family's plans! Out of respect for Xiaoyue, I won't trouble you."

Ye Zhonghai, trembling with anger, repeatedly apologized to Jiang Feng: "Jiang Feng, I'm truly sorry; I failed to keep my daughter in check. Rest assured, with me here, no one can touch you!"

As he spoke, he reached for his phone to call the bodyguards outside, but a burly man blocked his hand.

The strong man snatched the phone and, with a crack, smashed it to the ground; the phone shattered in two instantly.

"Old thing, give me no face!"

The burly man glared viciously at Ye Zhonghai: "If you dare meddle again, I'll cripple you!"

He didn't care about Ye Zhonghai's status; with Zhao Qiancheng backing him, even if he were the Mayor of Jiang City, he'd still slap the other side twice!

Zhao Qiancheng smiled smugly, pointing at Jiang Feng, and shouted to his subordinates: "Brothers, this kid dares to oppose me, Zhao Qiancheng—beat him to death! If anything happens, I'll take responsibility!"

The five burly men immediately shouted and charged forward, brandishing steel pipes that aimed straight at Jiang Feng's head!

Ye Xiaoyue, hiding behind Zhao Qiancheng, clapped excitedly: "Hit! Hit hard! Break his leg so he never dares to be arrogant again!"

Zhao Qiancheng crossed his arms, squinting as he watched the scene.

In his eyes, Jiang Feng was just a rag‑clad Mountain Wild Boy, no match for five trained burly men; today he was sure Jiang Feng would be forced to kneel and beg for mercy!

But the next second, his smile froze on his face.

Jiang Feng was still sitting on the chair.

Only when the first man's steel pipe was about to smash his head did he suddenly twist his body.

While dodging the pipe, he extended his foot and gave a light kick.

The burly man let out a howl, lost his balance, fell flat on his back, and the steel pipe flew out, landing squarely on another man's knee.

"Ah! My knee!"

The struck man grimaced in pain, his steel pipe dropping from his hand.

Jiang Feng seized the chance, stood up, grabbed a rushing burly man's wrist, and gave a gentle twist.

A crisp 'crack' rang out, the sound of bone dislocating clear, and the man screamed in agony, collapsing to the ground and rolling.

The remaining two burly men, seeing this, panicked yet still forced themselves forward.

Jiang Feng was even faster; his figure flickered behind them, and he slapped each of their backs with his palms.

The two men staggered forward a few steps as if struck by a heavy hammer, then with a thud collapsed and could not rise.

In less than ten seconds total, all five burly men lay on the ground, wailing in pain, none able to stand.

The entire private room fell silent instantly, leaving only the men's cries and Ye Xiaoyue's sharp intake of breath.

Zhao Qiancheng's smile vanished completely, his eyes bulging wide.

He never imagined Jiang Feng could fight like this!

All five men were knocked down without even grazing his coat's edge!

Ye Xiaoyue turned ghost‑pale with fear, quickly letting go of Zhao Qiancheng's arm and stepping back two paces, her eyes full of terror.

She never expected this country bumpkin Jiang Feng to be so formidable!

Jiang Feng brushed dust from his hands, walked toward Zhao Qiancheng step by step, his gaze as cold as ice.

"Zhao Shao, weren't you going to deal with me? Why are you silent now?"

Zhao Qiancheng recoiled in terror, his legs weakening, nearly falling, and quickly raised his hands in pleading.

"Jiang… Jiang Feng, I'm sorry! I failed to recognize Mount Tai, I was wrong! Please spare me this time, I won't dare again!"

He now had no trace of arrogance left; even his voice trembled.

Ye Xiaoyue quickly pleaded as well: "Jiang Feng, I'm sorry! I was wrong! I shouldn't have deceived you or let Zhao Shao beat you! Please spare us, we won't dare again!"

She now regretted so deeply her gut turned green.

Had she known Jiang Feng was this powerful, she wouldn't have dared to provoke him even if it meant death!

Why put herself in such a perilous situation?

Seeing this, Ye Zhonghai hurried forward: "Jiang Feng, spare them this time!"

He wasn't protecting his own daughter.

He was merely wary of Zhao Qiancheng's status.

After all, Zhao's young master— even if Jiang Feng is extraordinary—has no need to feud with the Zhao family.

Jiang Feng glanced at Ye Zhonghai, then at the terrified Zhao Qiancheng and Ye Xiaoyue, and had no intention of truly harming them.

He let out a cold snort, saying to Zhao Qiancheng: "Today, out of respect for Uncle Ye, I'll let you off. In the future, don't provoke me again, and don't collude with the Black Gold Society, or next time I won't be so courteous!"

Zhao Qiancheng quickly nodded, pecking like a chick at grain.

"Yes, yes, yes! I understand! I'll never dare to provoke you again! We'll leave right now, right now!"

Saying that, he grabbed Ye Xiaoyue and tried to run toward the private room's exit.

Ye Xiaoyue was so frightened her spirit fled, and subconsciously leaned toward her father.

At that moment, Ye Xiaoyue stepped in front of Jiang Feng, blocking his line of sight.

Zhao Qiancheng Immediately noticed this, Suddenly stopped his Footsteps, a flash of viciousness in his eyes.

He quietly pulled a folding knife from his pocket.

Taking advantage of Jiang Feng's inattention, Suddenly turned around, gripped the knife and thrust it toward Jiang Feng's chest!

"Jiang Feng! Go die!"