“Urgh…”
At the startling words of Huangfu Weixia, Huangfu Yingjun and the guests were all stunned.
They had never in their wildest dreams imagined that Huangfu Weixia would say such a thing.
Jiang Wuming was also somewhat taken aback.
“Huangfu Weixia, you’re letting him leave? Are you out of your mind?!”
Huangfu Yingjun was the first to snap out of his shock. Like a enraged beast, he roared at Huangfu Weixia.
“Quick… hurry and leave!”
Huangfu Weixia ignored her brother, Huangfu Yingjun, and desperately urged Jiang Wuming.
She could sense Zhou Yuan’s aura rapidly approaching the villa gardens!
Jiang Wuming sensed it too, even earlier than Huangfu Weixia.
If he hadn’t waited for Huangfu Weixia to approach and apologize and explain, he could have left before Zhou Yuan arrived. But now, to leave, he would have to reveal his true strength and unleash his ultimate speed.
“Bastard!”
Seeing Huangfu Weixia completely disregard him, Huangfu Yingjun was furious. With a furious roar, he raised his hand to slap Huangfu Weixia.
As a nine-star martial artist, Huangfu Weixia could have easily dodged the blow—Huangfu Yingjun’s movements were like slow-motion playback to her.
However—
She didn’t dodge. Her eyes red with anxiety, she looked at Jiang Wuming.
“Slap—”
The slap landed with a loud sound.
Huangfu Yingjun’s palm struck Huangfu Weixia squarely on the face.
Swish!
Witnessing this, everyone, including Huangfu Yingjun and Jiang Wuming, changed their expressions again.
“Brother, I know that letting Teacher Wuming leave will cause you and the family great embarrassment, but he is my invited guest, and I must ensure his safety—this is the way of hospitality, and it is my principle of conduct!”
Huangfu Weixia turned, her eyes reddened, and said to Huangfu Yingjun, “Consider that slap as one I took on behalf of Teacher Wuming. Let him go.”
“No!”
Huangfu Yingjun flatly refused Huangfu Weixia’s offer.
“Master Zhou, Young Miss Weixia, what happened to Teacher?”
The next moment, before Huangfu Weixia could say anything more, Zhou Yuan glided into the villa garden and stopped before the siblings, asking.
“Master Zhou, this scumbag, in his ignorance, dared to attack me in public! Teach him a lesson, beat him until he begs for mercy!”
Huangfu Yingjun spoke first, pointing at Jiang Wuming with hatred.
“Er…”
Zhou Yuan heard this, followed Huangfu Yingjun’s pointed direction, and saw Jiang Wuming. He was immediately stunned.
He recognized Jiang Wuming!
A few days ago, the incident where Jiang Wuming crippled Wang Zhisheng’s hand at Dragon Orchid Restaurant had caused a huge stir. His identity was then revealed, and Zhou Yuan knew about it and had seen Jiang Wuming’s photo.
But… that wasn't the key point!
The crucial point was what Huangfu Yingjun had just said—Jiang Wuming had struck Huangfu Yingjun in front of many guests at Huangfu Manor!
“Kid, have you got the guts of a bear?!”
After a brief moment of stupefaction, Zhou Yuan’s eyes widened, and he let out a low growl.
As his voice fell, the terrifying aura of a two-star War God spread outwards from his body.
There were very few martial artists attending Huangfu Weixia’s birthday banquet tonight, and those present were like Wang Zhisheng, only having just stepped onto the threshold of martial arts, their strength too weak to withstand Zhou Yuan’s pressure.
Instantly, the guests involuntarily retreated.
Jiang Wuming was doomed!
After retreating to a safe distance, they all had the same thought in their minds.
Doomed?
Facing Zhou Yuan’s oppressive aura, Jiang Wuming’s body remained unmoving, his face devoid of any panic as he weighed his thoughts.
Just then, Huangfu Weixia darted forward, blocking Jiang Wuming. “Master Zhou, you cannot make a move on Teacher Wuming!”
“Er…”
Zhou Yuan was stunned again.
At this point, he had only heard Huangfu Yingjun’s account and was unaware of the full story.
Under these circumstances, Huangfu Weixia’s intervention surprised and puzzled him greatly!
“Weixia, get out of the way!”
Seeing this, Huangfu Yingjun’s face turned extremely grim, and he angrily reprimanded Huangfu Weixia.
Huangfu Weixia remained unmoved.
“Master Zhou, don’t mind my sister. Just act.”
Seeing Huangfu Weixia’s determined expression, unwavering in her resolve to protect Jiang Wuming, Huangfu Yingjun trembled with anger. But he said or did nothing further to Huangfu Weixia, and instead addressed Zhou Yuan again.
“This…”
Zhou Yuan hesitated, not acting immediately, his expression somewhat troubled.
He ranked second among all the martial artists hired by the Huangfu family and was responsible for the security of Huangfu Manor, holding a significant position. He was privy to some of the Huangfu family’s affairs.
In his opinion, the siblings Huangfu Yingjun and Huangfu Weixia were both core members of the younger generation in the Huangfu family, and the family attached almost equal importance to them.
Under such circumstances, he was unsure whose orders to follow.
For a moment, the villa garden fell silent again, the atmosphere turning eerie.
“Dad, bad news! Brother Wuming and Huangfu Yingjun are in conflict, and Huangfu Yingjun wants Master Zhou to attack Brother Wuming!”
Suddenly, before Zhou Yuan could make a decision, a voice rang out.
The speaker was Chu Feng.
After being forced back by Zhou Yuan’s aura moments ago, he had taken out his phone and called his father, Chu Wansong.
Swish, swish, swish…
Hearing Chu Feng’s words, everyone’s gaze involuntarily turned towards him.
Was Chu Feng contacting Chu Wansong to help Jiang Wuming?
Why would he do that??
At this moment, whether it was the siblings Huangfu Yingjun and Huangfu Weixia, Zhou Yuan, or the guests, a multitude of questions arose in their minds.
Jiang Wuming also looked confused.
“Wh… what?”
On the other end of the phone, Chu Wansong was having dinner with influential figures from the Dragon Triangle in the banquet hall of Huangfu Manor. Upon hearing Chu Feng’s words, he immediately stood up, walking towards the exit of the banquet hall as he spoke hastily, “Tell Huangfu Yingjun to stop. We’ll discuss everything after I arrive!”
“Brother Yingjun, my father wants you to hold off for now and wait for him to arrive,” Chu Feng immediately relayed his father’s words, but did not hang up the phone.
“What is his relationship with your family?” Huangfu Yingjun frowned, voicing the question on everyone’s mind.
“Brother Wuming has a connection with our family. For the specifics, you can ask my father later,” Chu Feng said.
“Er…”
Everyone was stunned again by this remark.
Although they had inferred from Chu Feng’s actions that Jiang Wuming might have some ties to the Chu family, his explicit confirmation still surprised them.
Jiang Wuming’s confusion deepened, as he did not know Chu Wansong, nor had he ever met him!
“Tell Uncle Chu that what’s happening today isn’t just my personal matter, but concerns the reputation of the entire Huangfu family! Even if he has ties to the Chu family, he must pay a price!” Huangfu Yingjun said with a grim expression.
“Dad…”
“Xiao Feng, I heard everything. Put the call on speaker.” Chu Feng was about to relay Huangfu Yingjun’s words when he was interrupted by Chu Wansong, who had already exited the banquet hall.
“Okay, Dad, speaker is on.” Chu Feng was momentarily stunned, then immediately followed Chu Wansong’s instructions and turned on the speakerphone.
“Huangfu Yingjun, are you refusing to show me respect?” Chu Wansong spoke again, his voice clearly audible to everyone present through the speakerphone.
“Uncle Chu, it’s not that I’m not giving you face, but…” Huangfu Yingjun’s expression changed as he attempted to explain.
“Today, no one can touch a single hair on Wuming’s head. That’s my word, Chu Wansong.” Chu Wansong directly cut off Huangfu Yingjun’s explanation, his tone leaving no room for doubt. “If you have an issue, bring your elder to talk to me!”