Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil - Chapter 1273 - 1198: Birthday Celebration
"Swish!"
Ye Bufan moved like a sword being drawn, exuding a sharp and aloof aura, directed straight at Lin Lieyong. đđđźđđđđđ·đđżđđ”.đđđ
His gaze turned cold, filled with murderous intent.
"Yuan Tiandu, save me!"
Lin Lieyong cried out in horror; he hadnât expected this child to suddenly become so terrifying.
In an instant, Ye Bufanâs figure moved, transforming into an arrow, and charged at Lin Lieyong.
"How dare you, attempting to harm my brother!"
Yuan Tiandu snorted coldly, leaping up and violently throwing a punch at Ye Bufan.
Ye Bufanâs speed startled Yuan Tiandu, and he didnât dare to hold back; he used all his strength for this punch.
"Bang!"
Ye Bufan couldnât be bothered with Yuan Tiandu; he casually swung and directly punched Yuan Tianduâs fist. The collision wasnât fierce but rather as simple as swatting a fly, and Ye Bufan directly sent Yuan Tiandu flying.
Yuan Tianduâs body flew backward, crashing into a hotel pillar and then heavily falling to the ground.
The crowd was almost dumbfounded; they had expected a one-sided situation, but they thought Yuan Tiandu would crush this child, not be easily knocked away by him.
Lin Lieyong was extremely horrified, but he didnât have time to say anything as Ye Bufan stepped forward and kicked him, directly breaking the bone in Lin Lieyongâs left leg.
In an instant, Lin Lieyong screamed miserably, kneeling on one knee.
"Slap slap slap!"
Ye Bufan directly slapped Lin Lieyongâs face several times, instantly making it red and swollen, if not for Shui Yiyi and Ye Qingfeng being there.
With Ye Bufanâs indifference, he would have killed already.
"Enough, Bufan, letâs go." Ye Qingfeng said indifferently without looking back, "Breaking both his legs is sufficient."
Upon hearing Ye Qingfeng tell the child to leave, Lin Lieyongâs face initially showed joy then instantly turned horrified as Ye Bufan didnât give him a chance to speak, delivering another kick to break his right leg too.
After finishing, Ye Bufan turned around and walked away, completely indifferent to the shocked gazes of others.
"Ah! Iâm a member of the Lin Family; Iâm the most outstanding descendant of the Lin Family. Youâre finished, our Lin Family will be relentless against you!"
Lin Lieyong screamed, shouting frantically.
Ye Qingfeng didnât look back, ignoring Lin Lieyongâs screams, his heart calm, as he had already shown mercy to Lin Lieyong.
If he really brings the Lin Family to trouble Ye Qingfeng, then annihilating the Lin Family will follow. Speaking of which, last time when Ye Qingfeng came to Jiangdong, his methods were indeed very peaceful, only killing two Japanese martial artists and one Yue Lingfeng.
This time, if the Lin Family dares to come, then itâll be an annihilation of the entire Lin Family.
As Ye Qingfeng left, people in the hall exchanged glances, all with expressions of shock. It was too insane, too sudden; they hadnât expected this.
Renowned Demon Slayer, special elite Yuan Tiandu, wasnât a match for a child; Lin Familyâs most treasured Lin Lieyong had both legs broken by that child.
How could this be?
"Call my dad, I want that child dead!" Lin Lieyong screamed hysterically.
Ye Qingfeng and Shui Yiyi, with Ye Bufan, left the venue, suddenly losing their mood due to Lin Lieyong and decided to head straight back to the hotel.
"Senior, didnât expect to see you here!" At this moment, a surprised voice sounded behind Ye Qingfengâs group.
Immediately, a delicate young man ran out, eyes filled with excitement as he looked at Ye Qingfeng.
Senior?
Shui Yiyi was momentarily stunned; why did this young man call Ye Qingfeng senior?
"Zhou Zhou?"
Ye Qingfengâs memory was excellent, easily recalling this young man, who was previously the beleaguered sect youth from Jiangdong, from the Baji Sect.
To obtain Ye Qingfengâs elixir, he didnât hesitate to offer a mysterious item from the sect, namely, the pure white dragon-shaped jade pendant.
"What are you doing here?" Ye Qingfeng asked, as the dragon-shaped jade pendant held a high place in Ye Qingfengâs heart; he regarded it as a genuine treasure, so his attitude towards Zhou Zhou was good.
Although Ye Qingfeng had given him many elixirs, compared to the jade pendantâs value, they were far inferior.
"Oh, Senior, I came to watch the match. Today is the peak duel between Zhang Familyâs talented youth Zhang Qixing and our Jiangdongâs number one talent, Wang Jinlun."
Zhou Zhou, visibly youthful, concealed nothing, promptly reporting to Ye Qingfeng.
"Senior, is this your wife? Truly elegant and matching well with you." Zhou Zhou said with a smile.
Shui Yiyiâs cheeks flushed slightly; she lowered her head, sneaking a glance at Ye Qingfeng.
Ye Qingfeng didnât explain; he and Zhou Zhou were only acquaintances, so he shook his head and said, "Alright, just like that. Iâm heading back to the hotel."
"Senior, youâre still staying at a hotel? Then why donât you come to our Zhou Family; weâre right here in Salt City." Zhou Zhou immediately said.
Your family is in Salt City?
Ye Qingfeng was momentarily taken aback.
"No need. Tomorrow is her grandfatherâs seventieth birthday; I need to attend." Ye Qingfeng refused outright.
"Seventieth birthday?" Zhou Zhou paused, "Wouldnât that be the Fang familyâs elder, Fang Lun from Salt City?"
Ye Qingfeng nodded.
"Originally, my father planned to attend, but I didnât intend to. However, since itâs Seniorâs wifeâs grandfather, heâs my elder too; I should visit."
Zhou Zhou promptly said.
Ye Qingfeng was speechless.
"Suit yourself."
The next day, Salt Cityâs Fang family.
The Fang Family was bustling, heavily frequented by guests, but undoubtedly, those coming and going were Salt Cityâs elite, spanning business and political circles.
Actually, not only Salt City but all over Jiangdong saw people coming to pay respects. Even for the Fang Family, this lineup was quite grand.
This honor, naturally, came from the Zhang Family, as in Jiangdong, the truly high-ranking social circle knew an elder from the Zhang Family personally came to the Fang Family to celebrate.
However, this alone wouldnât mobilize so many Jiangdong elites. More critically, rumors say the Zhang Family intends to ally with the Fang Family through marriage.
This is the Zhang Family of Yanjing, truly a martial artist family. If the Fang Family successfully marries into the Zhang Family, their future status and prospects would be limitless.
Thus, many wealthy individuals came to congratulate and curry favor.
Fang Lun was dressed in a red Tang suit, seated in the main hall, looking radiant, as wealthy guests continuously arrived to wish him well. In the mansion, there were over a hundred birthday banquet tables, filled with Jiangdongâs wealthy elite.
If one didnât have status and position, ordinary wealthy individuals wouldnât even have the opportunity to enter the main hall to wish Fang Lun well.
The Fang Family today was incredibly lively.
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