?38: Chapter 38: Slapping Your Face 38: Chapter 38: Slapping Your Face Zhang Jun snorted coldly, flicking the dust off his sleeve cuff and arrogantly walked up to Ye Feng, saying boastfully, “Do you even know what you are?

    You are trash!

    Utterly useless trash.”

    Ye Feng glared at Zhang Jun with fiery eyes, wishing he had enough strength to tear him into pieces, but he didn’t possess the power to defeat Zhang Jun, and all of it was nothing but wishful thinking.

    Even without the strength, how could Ye Feng easily give up?

    At that moment, he considered himself a mad dog, even if it cost him his life, he would take Zhang Jun down.

    Even if he couldn’t kill him, injuring or crippling him would be very much worth it.

    Whoosh!

    As soon as Zhang Jun entered his attack range, Ye Feng didn’t hesitate to launch an attack, aiming at Zhang Jun’s right leg.

    He was determined to break the bastard’s leg and see how he could strut around with a broken leg.

    However, Zhang Jun’s reaction was incredibly fast.

    In an instant, not only did he dodge his right leg, but his left leg also went on the offensive, targeting Ye Feng’s face.

    Smack!

    Ye Feng, having failed in his sneak attack, was once again kicked in the face by Zhang Jun, making a loud slapping sound.

    Meanwhile, Ye Feng fell to the ground with a thud, landing in a wretched state.

    “You trash!

    Trying to sneak attack me with your skills?

    That’s ridiculous.” As Ye Feng lay on the ground, Zhang Jun ferociously stepped on Ye Feng’s face, his eyes gleaming maliciously as he loudly jeered, “And you dare compete with me for Chen Ling?

    You should take a good look at yourself, see what you’re worth.”

    Having been dominated by Zhang Jun, Ye Feng felt bitter inside, but he bore no hatred, as he could only blame his inferior skills.

    However, when Chen Ling’s name fell from Zhang Jun’s lips, Ye Feng’s fury ignited instantly.

    “If I’m trash, then you’re a piece of crap, a worthless piece of crap.” With a roar of rage, Ye Feng forcefully grabbed Zhang Jun’s foot that was on his face, to Zhang Jun’s astonishment, yanked it up.

    “Go to hell!” Ye Feng shouted, flipping Zhang Jun over in a throw.

    Although Zhang Jun barely managed to steady himself, Ye Feng’s formidable strength left him in complete disarray.

    “Agh!” That wasn’t the end, Ye Feng bellowed and swiftly charged towards Zhang Jun.

    The burst of speed he suddenly unleashed was terrifying.

    “How is this possible?” The burst of power from Ye Feng took the green-robed elder standing behind Zhang Jun by surprise, causing him to furrow his brows and wear an astonished look.

    The combat power Ye Feng had shown before wasn’t even on par with Zhang Jun, but the explosive force he suddenly unleashed caught Zhang Jun off guard and kept the green-robed elder from intervening in time.

    “Ah...” What’s the best part about hitting someone?

    That’s right!

    It’s hitting the face.

    With such a good opportunity, Ye Feng certainly wouldn’t let it slip, aiming straight for Zhang Jun’s face.

    ‘Let’s see if you can be more magical than me, if you’re handsomer than me after I smash your face.’

    Ye Feng knew he didn’t have much time; if the green-robed elder reacted, he would lose the chance to thrash Zhang Jun.

    Therefore, every punch was thrown with all his might, using up all his strength.

    “Ah...” As expected, once the green-robed elder reacted, he rushed in at once, kicking Ye Feng away with a powerful blow.

    Not only did it make Ye Feng scream in agony, but it also sent him flying about 2 meters.

    Zhang Jun, who was rescued, covered the wound on his face with his hand, glaring at Ye Feng with grinding teeth and roared with fury, “Catch him for me, I must kill this son of a bitch today.”

    Under his command, the dozen or so attendants he brought with him charged madly at Ye Feng, displaying extreme loyalty.

    “What an opportunity!” Initially, Ye Feng had no chance of escaping from the old man in the green robe and could only struggle desperately, but now with so many opponents, he could fully rely on these relatively weaker adversaries to shake off the pursuit of the old man in the green robe.

    As expected, with the addition of these attendants, the old man in the green robe found himself completely tied down, his great abilities of no use as he was thwarted by his own people.

    As for Ye Feng, of course, he wasn’t in a hurry to knock these attendants down; he needed to rely on them to escape.

    Finally, Ye Feng spotted a perfect opportunity and broke through the crowd, dashing towards a rather narrow alley.

    Whether Ye Feng could escape this time would depend on whether these attendants could hold back the old man in the green robe.

    As expected!

    Amidst the chaos, the old man in the green robe tried to give chase but was blocked by his own people, and could only watch helplessly as Ye Feng vanished into the night.

    “Phew!

    That was close.” After ensuring he was safe, Ye Feng patted his chest, feeling a sense of relief after the narrow escape.

    Through this battle, Ye Feng clearly recognized the inadequacy of his strength, whether it was his social connections or his combat power, he was no match for Zhang Jun and must strengthen himself as soon as possible...

    “Damn, this future mother-in-law is ruthless, finding such a formidable rival.” The more Ye Feng thought about it, the angrier he got.

    You want your daughter to be happy, I understand, but with someone like him, will Chen Ling be happy?

    Even if she marries him, she’ll probably end up being neglected.

    Ye Feng always had prejudice against rich people because he had seen too many instances where the wealthy didn’t cherish their wives after marriage; of course, these were all scenarios he watched on television.

    In order not to let Chen Ling be wronged, Ye Feng knew he had to quickly strengthen himself, both physically and in terms of his background.

    Only then could he contend with Zhang Jun and keep Chen Ling firmly within his grasp...

    “You’re back?” As soon as Ye Feng opened the villa door, Liu Yajing came to meet him.

    Seeing the multiple injuries on Ye Feng, Liu Yajing asked with concern, “What happened to you?

    Did you get into a fight?”

    “It’s nothing, just a trifle, some medicated oil will do the trick.” Ye Feng tossed his coat onto the sofa and answered with a playful smile.

    “Don’t move, I’ll help you apply it!

    Be careful of infection.” Seeing Ye Feng’s playful demeanor, Liu Yajing gave him a stern instruction and then turned to go to her room.

    Ye Feng had just sat down on the sofa when Liu Yajing came out with a bottle of medicine, sitting next to him.

    “I’ll do it myself!” Seeing that Liu Yajing was really going to help apply the medicine, Ye Feng said, somewhat embarrassed.

    “Don’t move!

    I’ll do it.” Liu Yajing said coldly and started applying the medicine to Ye Feng without giving him a chance to resist.

    “Ouch!

    Lightly...

    lightly, it hurts...” As the medicine touched the wounds, Ye Feng cried out in pain.

    “You know it hurts, yet you fight?

    Serves you right!”