CHAPTER 55: CHAPTER 0055: YOU AND I ARE ALIKE

"Hey, Brother Ye..."

Ye Qingfeng’s words left Jiang Chen unable to retort.

Earlier, he had seen the White Wolf Martial Arts Hall, which no one dared to provoke at school.

In front of Ye Qingfeng, it seemed like mere clay chickens and pottery dogs.

For Ye Qingfeng, what else could they be but useless?

However, Jiang Chen didn’t quite understand what Ye Qingfeng meant by telling the school leaders to shut up.

"Excuse me, is there someone named Ye Qingfeng in your class?"

At this moment, the doorway of Grade 12 Class 1.

A figure appeared, with a face somewhat youthful, at just fifteen or sixteen years old.

"Ye Qingfeng!"

Wow!

Instantly, everyone’s gaze in the class turned towards the direction of Ye Qingfeng.

After all, Ye Qingfeng had just wiped out the entire White Wolf Martial Arts Hall.

Naturally, all attention was focused on Ye Qingfeng.

"Wow! This little boy is both handsome and cute, does Ye Qingfeng have a younger brother?"

An Ruoqing, seeing the slightly immature boy at the door, couldn’t help but rest her white chin on her hand and exclaimed.

"Who knows that bastard’s background, I’m not familiar with him."

Bai Wan’er pouted.

"Brother Ye, is that a relative coming to see you?"

Jiang Chen also murmured.

Ye Qingfeng became the focal point of everyone’s attention.

The youthful boy at the door naturally spotted Ye Qingfeng at a glance.

With that, the youthful boy ran directly towards Ye Qingfeng.

On that fresh and handsome face, there was an expression of urgency.

"Brother Qingfeng, please... You must save my sister!"

Rushing in front of Ye Qingfeng, the youthful boy spoke anxiously.

"Who are you? And who’s your sister?"

Ye Qingfeng responded calmly.

He was sure that he didn’t know this little boy.

"My name is Song Shuhao, and my sister is Song Shuyao."

The youthful boy quickly replied.

"What do you want from me?"

Ye Qingfeng remained utterly calm.

He seemed not too surprised just because this young boy was Song Shuyao’s brother.

"My sister has been detained by a gang of bikers, Brother Qingfeng, please save her!"

Song Shuhao continued replying.

However, his constantly rubbing fingers revealed his anxiety.

"Isn’t this something the Song Family should handle to save your sister? There aren’t many things in Jiangnan City that the Song Family can’t handle, right?"

Ye Qingfeng slightly raised his eyelids, seemingly unaffected by Song Shuhao’s anxiety.

After all, he had saved several people from the Song Family, and the Song Family had also repaid him.

Both sides owed nothing to each other.

He wasn’t some lifelong altruist, why should he help?

"Brother Qingfeng, you don’t know, Sister Shuyao disregarded the family’s advice and insisted on going alone to help you retrieve Spirit Flower Fruit and Blue Crystal Grass!"

"That’s why she’s been held by the son of the Hong Family."

Seeing Ye Qingfeng’s indifferent expression, Song Shuhao became even more anxious, as if his eyes were about to redden.

"I never asked her to go; she brought this trouble on herself!"

Upon hearing about the Spirit Flower Fruit and Blue Crystal Grass, Ye Qingfeng furrowed his brows slightly.

These were ingredients for refining Gathering Spirit Pill.

It was the exchange condition he had made with the Song Family.

But this couldn’t be the reason necessitating him to save Song Shuyao.

Upon hearing this, Song Shuhao couldn’t help but wipe his eyes with his palm, clearly trying to hold back tears.

But in the face of Ye Qingfeng’s coldness, he seemed helpless.

"Ye Qingfeng, you bastard, cold and unfeeling, you have no heart. Someone’s sister got into danger to help you, and you choose to let her die, utterly shameless."

For some reason, witnessing this scene.

Bai Wan’er erupted instantly.

She pointed at Ye Qingfeng and cursed him.

The plight Song Shuhao faced.

Made Bai Wan’er recall the scene at the abandoned factory.

How was the cold and unfeeling Ye Qingfeng any different now!

"If you have the ability, why not go and help?"

Ye Qingfeng glanced at Bai Wan’er.

His expression remained composed.

"Little brother, don’t worry, Brother Ye isn’t the kind of person without compassion!"

Seeing Song Shuhao’s expression, Jiang Chen’s heart softened.

He comforted.

But he couldn’t make decisions for Brother Ye.

"Brother Qingfeng!"

Originally, Song Shuhao, who kept silent with red eyes while looking at Ye Qingfeng, suddenly called out.

"Hmm!"

Ye Qingfeng paused, the look in Song Shuhao’s eyes seemed to make his heart skip a beat.

"Since we were young, my sister and I lost our parents and depended on each other. Without parental protection, we’ve always been bullied by the family."

"But even so, my sister always protected me and prevented me from getting hurt."

"At that time, I always thought, if our parents were here, it would be great! Then my sister wouldn’t have to bear such pressure, wouldn’t have to choose to face various insults and ridicule to protect me."

"I miss my parents a lot; with them around, they could protect my sister and me."

"Brother Qingfeng, please save my sister; I’ll even kneel before you..."

Song Shuhao’s voice was plain, as if he was narrating something ordinary.

However, beneath these plain words was a strong desire to protect his sister.

"Wow!"

Saying this, Song Shuhao bent his knees, as if about to kneel before Ye Qingfeng.

"I... will help you! Those who bullied your sister, I will make sure they... have no place to be buried!"

A long hand reached out, supporting Song Shuhao.

The previously drooping eyelids suddenly opened wide.

With a resounding boom, a strong, icy presence emanated from Ye Qingfeng.

It was as cold as an endless hell.

"You... are a lot like me!"

Ye Qingfeng looked at Song Shuhao and whispered, as if talking to himself.

At the same time, an endless sorrow rose in Ye Qingfeng’s eyes.

His mother died when he was young, his father went missing, and his aunt was forced into joining the Dongfang Family.

All of this was also a source of pain in Ye Qingfeng’s heart.

So, he fought desperately to become stronger.

In this life, he vowed to send to hell all those who disrespected his parents and his aunt, and those who troubled the Ye and Qin Families.

Wow!

This sudden reversal of events.

Caught everyone a bit off guard.

Simultaneously, the determination radiating from those steely words seemed to ignite everyone’s hearts with fervor.

"I’ll take you there..."

For some reason, Jiang Chen felt an inexplicable surge of joy.

"Brother Qingfeng, thank you!"

Song Shuhao also murmured almost in disbelief.

He hadn’t expected to move Ye Qingfeng.

"Let’s go!"

Ye Qingfeng looked at Song Shuhao.

A faint smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

...

"Wan’er, Ye Qingfeng isn’t heartless; we just don’t understand him."

"And just then, I really, really found him cool!"

An Ruoqing nudged Bai Wan’er with her fragrant shoulder.

Her beautiful eyes watched the direction where Ye Qingfeng left, a trace of indescribable emotion in them.

"In my heart, he is still a bastard..."

Bai Wan’er’s eyes flickered.

Eventually, that’s all she said.

However, Ye Qingfeng’s recent actions indeed slightly changed her view.

It seemed this guy had many stories in his heart.