Supreme Cultivation Master

At these words, the entire private room fell silent.

Han Bin’s expression turned ugly. The few women who had been fawning over him were even more terrified, and they looked at him with pleading eyes. But Han Bin could barely save himself, so how could he possibly care about them?

Thus, Han Bin said, "If Brother Ying has taken a liking to them, then it’s their honor!"

The women despaired. None of them wanted to be forced into being drinking companions. In their hearts, they all cursed Han Bin, but they didn’t dare speak up.

Chen Ying said mockingly, "Very sensible. Now, get out of the way!"

Han Bin stumbled and scrambled out of the way.

At that moment, Tang Yurou felt a surge of fear. She subconsciously looked toward Ye Fan, wondering why this man, for some inexplicable reason, made her feel safe.

Just then, Chen Ying’s gaze fell upon Tang Yurou. He saw a pretty girl who looked flustered, so he commanded, "You, come here!"

Ye Fan couldn’t be bothered with this so-called Chen Ying dealing with the others. In fact, he would have even given the man a medal. Those people deserved a good lesson. But Chen Ying had set his sights on Tang Yurou, and that was something Ye Fan could not tolerate.

He stood up and said, "Brother Ying, is it? Before you tell her to come over, you’d better think carefully about whether you have the right."

Chen Ying’s eyes snapped to Ye Fan, and he immediately realized this was no ordinary man. But having run with the gangs for many years, Chen Ying wasn’t about to be scared off by Ye Fan.

He said, "It seems you still don’t know how terrifying my reputation is."

Han Bin and the others cursed Ye Fan in their minds. What an idiot! Challenging a big shot like that is just asking to die.

"What’s so terrifying? Besides, you’re just one man, not some wild animal!" Ye Fan retorted.

Chen Ying flew into a rage. He ordered two of his men, "Go cut out his tongue!"

The two men charged forward. Ye Fan shoved Tang Yurou aside before landing a punch on each of them. The two tattooed thugs were sent flying backward, vomiting bile. They were undoubtedly in so much pain they could barely breathe.

"A master!"

Chen Ying was an expert and could tell Ye Fan’s skill with a single glance. In his eyes, Ye Fan was an absolute master. He rolled up his sleeves, preparing to deal with Ye Fan himself.

Han Bin and the others were dumbfounded. They never expected that the two men who could so easily handle them would be utterly powerless against Ye Fan. But Han Bin knew that in this day and age, martial skill alone couldn’t let you dominate the world. In front of a true powerhouse, they were just waiting to be crushed.

Just as Chen Ying was about to make his move, a voice cut through the air.

"Stop!"

Chen Ying froze. Ye Fan looked up and saw that it was the Charming Fox Demoness, Luo Yazhi.

Chen Ying immediately backed down. He lowered his head and said to Luo Yazhi, "So it is you, Miss Luo!"

This establishment was owned by Luo Yazhi. While she wasn’t much in Ye Fan’s eyes, to men like Chen Ying, she was practically an Empress. Luo Yazhi had saved them from confrontations with the Black Tiger Society several times. To them, she was their queen.

Then, Luo Yazhi shot Ye Fan a sweet glance, which made Tang Yurou, standing beside him, extremely uncomfortable. She could tell that Luo Yazhi was a true vixen. Because of this, she took an instant dislike to Luo Yazhi.

Luo Yazhi said nothing. Instead, she slapped Chen Ying across the face. Chen Ying didn’t dare show any anger, merely lowering his head to accept her punishment.

Luo Yazhi said to Chen Ying, "Kneel and apologize!"

"Miss... Miss Luo!" Chen Ying stammered, on the verge of tears. Could it be that this pretty boy, Ye Fan, is actually Miss Luo’s kept man?

"Do I need to repeat myself?"

Chen Ying immediately dropped to his knees, not daring to hesitate for a second.

Then, Luo Yazhi turned to Ye Fan. "He was being ignorant and offended you and your friends, Mr. Ye. Can you do me a favor this once and let the matter drop?"

For Han Bin and his group, this turn of events was completely unexpected. The women, in particular, felt deeply inadequate in Luo Yazhi’s presence. As for Han Bin, he had never seen such a stunningly bewitching woman. And to top it all off, she clearly had some connection to Ye Fan. They never could have imagined that Ye Fan had so much influence that even the arrogant Chen Ying would be forced to kneel before him.

Ye Fan laughed. "I’m not that easygoing. Have him slap his own face three times as punishment for what he said."

"Get on with it!" Luo Yazhi commanded coldly.

Resigned to his fate, Chen Ying delivered three stinging slaps to his own face. Who in the world is this Ye Fan? How can he command such obedience from the woman who controls us?

After the slaps, Ye Fan took Tang Yurou’s hand and said, "We’ll consider this matter settled. And let me clarify—these people are not my friends. After we leave, you can do whatever you want with them."

At this, a bone-deep despair settled over Han Bin and his group. The other women began to plead with Tang Yurou, whose heart eventually softened. She turned to Ye Fan and said, "Please, help them!"

"Alright," Ye Fan said. "But this is the last time. Let’s just say tonight was a misunderstanding. Everyone can go their separate ways."

The group hurriedly thanked them, relieved to have escaped the threat of being forced to entertain Chen Ying. Han Bin, in particular, was on the verge of collapse. They all felt like complete clowns. They had acted so arrogantly in front of Ye Fan, but only because he hadn’t bothered to deal with them. Otherwise, they would have faced consequences far beyond what they could handle. They all silently vowed never to provoke Ye Fan again. Someone who could make even Chen Ying kneel was not a person they could ever afford to offend.

At the entrance, Luo Yazhi said to Ye Fan, "Is this your new mistress? You find a new plaything and forget all about me, the loyal wife who went through thick and thin with you. You’re heartless!"

Tang Yurou stared at Ye Fan, completely shocked.

Ye Fan felt helpless. You can never win an argument with a woman. The moment you start, you’ve already lost. He quickly grabbed Tang Yurou’s hand to leave, explaining, "I have no idea what she’s talking about!"

"I can’t believe you’re that kind of person!" Tang Yurou said, furious. A woman’s intuition is sharp, and hers told her there was definitely a story between Ye Fan and Luo Yazhi. Any explanation would be useless.

And yes, there was a story, but Ye Fan wanted to scream that it wasn’t *that* kind of story—it was a completely different one! Now there was no way to explain himself. At that moment, he wanted nothing more than to teach Luo Yazhi a lesson in bed for her reckless words.

The other women who had been fawning over Han Bin also scurried away. They wouldn’t dare trouble Tang Yurou again. The man by her side clearly had the power to decide their fates.

As for Han Bin, he was terrified. What if Ye Fan comes for revenge? I offended him so badly.

They refused to believe Ye Fan was just a simple bodyguard. In all of Jiangning City, there were no more than five people who could make Chen Ying bow his head, and Ye Fan was clearly one of them. Who would dare to offend such a person?

Luo Yazhi shot Chen Ying a fierce glare. He felt as if he’d been plunged into an ice cave and didn’t dare meet her gaze.

Luo Yazhi said, "You must have been indignant when I told you to kneel just now."

"I wouldn’t dare!" Chen Ying replied hastily.

"You should feel lucky I arrived when I did. Otherwise, your fate would have been far more miserable than Black Tiger’s."

At the mention of Black Tiger, Chen Ying barely dared to breathe.

Just a few days ago, the Black Tiger Society had been wiped out. All of its leaders were killed, and the members who survived that night’s battle had all gone insane. The news was absolutely horrifying.

Could the fall of the Black Tiger Society be connected to Ye Fan? At that thought, Chen Ying could no longer remain calm.

Luo Yazhi continued, "You aren’t worthy of knowing his identity. He is a man you cannot afford to provoke. The Black Tiger Society affair? That was all his work."

Hearing this, a cold sweat beaded on Chen Ying’s forehead. He was immensely relieved that Luo Yazhi had been there. If she hadn’t, he wouldn’t have survived.

After Luo Yazhi left, Chen Ying’s legs gave out, and he nearly collapsed.

In her office, Luo Yazhi swirled a glass of red wine and murmured to herself, "King of Heaven, you seem flawless in every way. But unfortunately for you, I’ve found your weakness." She smiled. "Your weakness is women."