God-Level All-rounder Expert-Chapter 284 - 304: You Guys Are Just Brats

As soon as Kong Qingxu spoke, his domineering presence left everyone exchanging glances, yet ultimately no one dared to utter another word, which clearly showed Kong Qingxu’s tyranny and the clout he had in Moon City.

When it came to this generation’s prominent, young leaders of Moon City—the Four Young Masters—Kong Qingxu seemed relatively more mysterious, as after all, the Kong Family had connections with politics.

However, in terms of talent, Kong Qingxu could be lined up alongside Bai Mingqi, while the other two, Lin Yuanhao and Song Shicheng, appeared to be relatively weaker.

On the stage, a woman who looked like a young widow stood by Su Ge’er’s side, her eyes downcast, exuding a gentle and charming demeanor.

"Jeez, why do I feel this woman looks somewhat similar to another woman I know?" Song Wuliang stroked his chin, a contemplative expression on his chubby face.

"Brother Song, stop, you’re making me think too... " Ying Zheng was also deep in thought.

After a short moment, Song the fatty slapped his thigh, "Got it! Doesn’t this young widow look sort of like that daughter of the Kong Family? Damn, so this pretentious dude has a sister complex!"

Enlightened as if from a dream, Ying Zheng quickly came to his senses and slapped his thigh, "Exactly, exactly, now I remember too. The young widow does indeed resemble Miss Kong Qingci from the Kong Family."

This time it was Fang Yi’s turn to be speechless. A sister complex? Could it be that all of Kong Qingxu’s behavior towards him was rooted in this?

"Having a sister fetish, oh man, just thinking about it is exciting..." Song the fatty rubbed his hands together, eyes shining.

As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together, and Ying Zheng had a sleazy look on his face, "Yes, just the thought of it is inflaming, Brother Song, it seems great minds think alike."

Song Wuliang nodded incessantly, "Yes, yes, Brother Ying, do you have a sister?"

Ying Zheng immediately became defensive, "What are you planning to do?"

Song Wuliang rubbed his hands together, "Nothing much, just wanted to send my regards."

Fang Yi’s ears were full of the two men’s vulgarities, but he paid no heed and lit a cigarette.

As smoke wafted through the air, just when the deal was about to be closed, Fang Yi spoke up.

"Two million two hundred thousand."

The hall plunged into utter silence once again.

As one of the Four Young Masters of Moon City and hailing from a family of officials, no one wanted to offend Kong Qingxu over a woman, so they all chose to bow out and not oppose him.

Everyone present believed that Kong Qingxu would secure the woman on stage without question!

However, to their shock, there was someone daring enough to yank the tiger’s whiskers.

The silence was profound in the hall, deafening, to say the least; one could almost hear a pin drop.

Song the fatty and Ying the fatty ceased their lewd talk, staring at Fang Yi with disbelief and astonishment.

"Damn! Fang Yi, you really have the guts!" Song Wuliang exclaimed.

"Don’t be rash, brother Fang, if you like her, I can find you a few more beauties like her," Ying Zheng cautioned, aware of Kong Qingxu’s reputation as a debauched noble.

Fang Yi said indifferently, "He smashed my bike, so I’m taking him on."

Though he spoke casually, it was a clear declaration of Fang Yi’s resolve.

Meanwhile, Su Ge’er on the stage raised her delicate eyebrows to reveal a hint of surprise in her limpid eyes, as Fang Yi’s action was contrary to their previous agreement.

But soon, Su Ge’er let it go. The master of the moment with requests to make—she had already decided which side she’d take in her heart.

"So Fang Yi... finally couldn’t stand it any longer," Tang Xiaoyu sneered, toying with a dagger in his hand, twirling it to leave trails in the air, like a blooming flower.

Kong Qingxu squinted his eyes and said, "I was afraid he wouldn’t make a move."

The next moment, Kong Qingxu abruptly stood up and turned towards Fang Yi.

"Turn on the lights!" Kong Qingxu ordered, still as imperious as if he were in his own home.

On the stage, Su Ge’er lightly snapped her fingers, and the lights suddenly turned on. The originally dark hall immediately became bright and resplendent with golden light, as if it were as bright as day once again.

It was precisely because of this that everyone was able to see the situation in the hall clearly.

All eyes turned to Kong Qingci, who was facing a particular direction. Following his gaze, they saw Fang Yi and Song Wuliang. During that brief moment, Ying Zheng had already walked away, since he couldn’t involve himself in these muddy waters.

"So it’s that Fang Yi, he actually dares to oppose the young master of the Kong Family?"

"He’s provoked all four young elites of Moon City, what a bold move!"

"Young Master Kong is a known prodigal, and no one can outdo him in prodigality."

"That’s not necessarily true, rumors say that this Fang Yi has been very close to Miss Kong."

Everyone was talking at once, and Kong Qingxu’s proud expression suddenly darkened.

It wasn’t for any other reason but because someone mentioned his sister, Kong Qingci. Kong Qingxu immediately turned to look at the two discussing individuals, his gaze icy cold, silencing them instantly as they dared not say another word.

Then, Kong Qingxu turned back, refocusing his attention on Fang Yi.

At this moment, countless gazes fell upon Fang Yi, filled with mockery, sneers, and disdain. Most were schadenfreude, eagerly anticipating the spectacle, or waiting to witness Fang Yi’s embarrassment.

But Fang Yi sat in his chair, dangling a cigarette nonchalantly from his mouth.

"What are you looking at? There’s nothing to see here. Keep staring, and believe me, I’ll beat you up," Song Wuliang suddenly spoke up, threateningly swinging his fist. Unfortunately, it only brought a wave of eye rolls.

Kong Qingxu stared at Fang Yi, and opened his mouth coldly, "So you want to oppose me, is that it?"

Fang Yi feigned confusion for a moment, then looked over, the cigarette dangling from his lips giving him a particularly rogue-like appearance. He chuckled, "Are you talking to me?"

Kong Qingxu retorted, "What do you think?"

Fang Yi made an ’Oh’ sound, then nodded slightly, speaking dismissively, "Right, I am indeed opposing you."

The crowd erupted into chatter.

Kong Qingxu’s pupils contracted sharply.

Behind him, Tang Xiaoyu stood up, tossing a dagger high into the air, and said, "You think you’re qualified to oppose us?"

Fang Yi replied, "Who’s this little kid popping up out of nowhere? Has the hair on your lower parts even grown in fully? Get lost."

In an instant, Tang Xiaoyu’s face turned red, unable to maintain his previous arrogance, which vanished completely.

Tang Xiaoyu snapped back angrily, "I’m already seventeen!"

Fang Yi retorted, "You’re underage, just a little brat. Go play with mud."

Immediately, Tang Xiaoyu was at a loss for words, fuming, "I challenge you to a duel!"

Fang Yi raised an eyebrow, replying, "What kind of duel? Loser chops off their pinky finger?"

No one laughed, although many were holding back, knowing this youth was one of Kong Qingxu’s people. Song Wuliang, however, had no such reservations and laughed uproariously.

"Ha ha... ha ha ha... ha ha ha ha..." Song Wuliang laughed without restraint.

Looking back at Tang Xiaoyu, his face was red and his ears were burning, ready to charge forward, but he was blocked by Kong Qingxu.

"Fang Yi, I’m asking you, are you really going to oppose me?" Kong Qingxu demanded coldly.

"Didn’t I just say it? I’m opposing you," Fang Yi replied.

"You’re courting death!" Kong Qingxu said coldly. frёeweɓηovel_coɱ

Fang Yi was far from angry; he even smiled slightly, "Only little brats threaten others like that. In my eyes, you’re just like that little brat, you’re both little brats."

Insulted as a little brat, Kong Qingxu was immediately infuriated and barked, "Xiaoyu, strike!"

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