309 I Have the Right to Say It, But You Don't!

Seeing that everyone had gathered around him again, Ye Feng's nerves immediately tensed up.

He was prepared to escape at any time.

At this moment, someone suddenly spoke.

"Mr. Ye, I want to be your disciple. Please accept me."

"Mr. Ye, I also want to acknowledge you as my master. I'll serve you tea, make your bed, and fold your blanket."

"A teacher for a day, a father for life. Mr. Ye will be my father in the future."

"Master, please accept my bow."

Lu Xiaoya was already scared out of her wits by these people.

Can you imagine a fifty to sixty year old man calling Ye Feng 'Father'?

Can you imagine someone kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to Ye Feng?

Can you imagine…

In short, for a moment.

The entire Antique Street was in a mess.

Everyone was fighting to become Ye Feng's disciple.

After all, they had personally witnessed Ye Feng's heaven-defying performance.

It wasn't an exaggeration to say that he had turned stone into gold.

With a casual move, he would definitely be able to pick up a missed one.

It was like picking up money.

Who wouldn't want to learn such a heaven-defying ability?

When Ye Feng saw this scene, he hurriedly pulled Lu Xiaoya and escaped.

If he didn't leave now, he would probably die here today.

They looked at the two of them fleeing in a panic.

In a corner of the antique street.

A middle-aged man in his fifties slowly retracted his gaze.

"Mo Chaosheng actually fell at the hands of this person?"

Immediately, a subordinate brought a custom-made cigarette to his mouth and lit it.

"Yeah, I didn't expect this kid to be so accomplished in antiques."

The middle-aged man glanced at him. "Are you afraid?"

The subordinate's face instantly turned pale. "I... I didn't mean that. I just wanted to say..."

The middle-aged man slowly stood up.

Another subordinate immediately draped a black windbreaker over his shoulders.

"I think it's nothing much. I wasted my precious half an hour for nothing."

As the man spoke, he walked toward a custom-made Lincoln with a South Guangdong license plate.

The subordinate who had said the wrong thing hurriedly followed up and tried to curry favor with him. "Yes, yes, yes. This kid is just so-so. He can't withstand a single blow."

The middle-aged man had one foot on the car. He turned around and said, "Since he can't even withstand a single blow, go and get rid of him."

The subordinate was stunned. "I…"

The middle-aged man looked at him calmly. "I have the right to say some things, but you don't. I hate people who talk big but can't fulfill their promises."

Although there was no trace of anger on his face, the subordinate was still frightened.

The middle-aged man raised his hand that was holding the cigarette.

The subordinate hurriedly stretched out his hand.

Then, the cigarette butt was pressed on his palm.

The cigarette butt burned his hand, and he felt a piercing pain.

However, the subordinate gritted his teeth and did not say a word.

Until the cigarette butt was extinguished.

The middle-aged man patted his shoulder. "Don't do it again."

After saying that, he got into the car.

The car door closed.

The Lincoln immediately drove away slowly under the protection of a few bodyguards in black.

The subordinate's back was already covered in cold sweat. Only then did he dare to open his palm to check.

There was already a black scar on it.

But he didn't dare to complain.

He knew very well how terrifying this man was.

A punishment like today was already very light.

It made him feel lucky that he had survived a great disaster.

..

Ye Feng sat in the passenger seat of Lu Xiaoya's Lamborghini, he turned his head and looked out the window.

At this moment, a Lincoln with a South Guangdong license plate happened to pass by them.

A man sitting in the back row also happened to look over.

Their gazes met for a moment.

Although it was only for a moment, it made Ye Feng's expression change.

That man's gaze was too terrifying.

It was like a black hole that could swallow a person's soul.

Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

When he looked out...

He could only see the back of the Lincoln.

"What are you looking at?"

At this moment, Lu Xiaoya, who was driving, suddenly asked.

"It's nothing."

Only then did Ye Feng retract his gaze.

He had clearly seen hostility in that man's eyes just now.

However, Ye Feng did not care too much about it.

Perhaps he was in the limelight today so much so that he was hated?

He threw these thoughts to the back of his mind and turned to look at Lu Xiaoya.

"Oh right, it's time to fulfill your promise, right?"

"Promise? What promise?"

Lu Xiaoya was confused.

"You called me yesterday and said that as long as I help you win the competition, you will tell me a piece of news about the Fuli Corporation. Have you forgotten?"

Ye Feng saw that she was so forgetful, he could only remind her.

"Oh, right, right. Actually, even if you don't help me, I feel that I have to tell you."

Lu Xiaoya finally remembered. "The Fuli Corporation is investigating you now. Someone even approached my dad and asked him to help collect information on you, but my dad rejected them."

Ye Feng immediately smiled: "I already expected them to do this, but I did not expect them to be so fast."

Lu Xiaoya looked at him worriedly. "How did you offend the Fuli Corporation? I heard from my dad that this Fuli Corporation is very powerful. You have to be careful."

Ye Feng tilted his head and looked at her: "Why are you so concerned about me?"

Lu Xiaoya's expression was a little unnatural. "Because… We're good friends. Shouldn't you remind them if your good friend is in danger?"

Ye Feng stared at her. "If I'm not wrong, your father should have reminded you to stay away from me, right?"

"How do you know…"

Halfway through her sentence, Lu Xiaoya suddenly realized that she had said something wrong.

She hurriedly denied it.

"Nonsense, my dad never said that."

Ye Feng's lips curled up.

"Your father knows that I offended the Fuli Corporation. He will definitely ask you to stay away from me. But you couldn't bear to part with me, so you deliberately quarreled with Zhong Ling'er just to find a reason to see me, right?"

Screech--

Lu Xiaoya's hand trembled and she almost knocked the car into a stall by the roadside.

Ye Feng's eyes and hands moved quickly, he immediately stretched out his hand to control the direction.

Coincidentally, a hand was placed on the back of her soft hand.

Lu Xiaoya's pretty face turned red all the way to her ears.