"Are you admitting you're a pervert?"
Ye Zixiao asked, genuinely surprised.
"That's right, I am a pervert."
Jin Yu's arrogance grew.
"You want to harm my senior sister?"
"Yes."
"You can't perform, so you like to watch?"
"Hahaha, exactly."
"Young Master Jin, are you quite the big shot?"
Ye Zixiao was getting angry. He placed Jiang Xiaoyao on the sofa, stood up, and stared at the perverted Jin Yu. "Do you know that no one in this world can bully my senior sister."
"What did you say?"
Jin Yu leaned in, offering his ear. His demeanor was incredibly arrogant.
"Damn it, are you deaf?"
Leng Shao couldn't stand it any longer. He rushed forward, pointing at Jin Yu and cursing, "My Brother Xiao is giving you too much leeway, you piece of shit! Kneel down and apologize immediately, or I'll chop you up."
"Hey, who the hell are you?"
"Kid, who are you talking to?"
"Brothers, get ready to fight."
Seeing Leng Shao stepping forward to make a move, the people with the mustache shouted and swarmed forward.
"What, you want to fight?"
"Come on, those who aren't afraid of death, come forward."
Lao Wei and Xiao Bao, who had come with Leng Shao, weren't easily intimidated. Even though there were only a few of them, they had never backed down in front of Ye Zixiao.
The two sides began to shove each other. Curses rose higher and higher. Leng Shao and his two companions had already drawn their daggers, while the mustache's men had all raised their weapons. Some had even drawn handguns. A bloody battle was about to erupt.
"Mustache, don't make a fuss yet."
Jin Yu smiled and raised his hand to signal.
"Quiet, everyone be quiet."
The mustache immediately waved his hand at his own men. Soon, the noisy second floor of the bar fell silent. Leng Shao, Lao Wei, and Xiao Bao stood by Ye Zixiao. Ye Zixiao sat on the sofa and, to everyone's surprise, lit a cigarette with a smile.
Ye Zixiao had figured it out. Today wasn't an accident, but an inevitability. Jin Yu, despite being a pervert, was certainly not an idiot. He must have known Jiang Xiaoyao's identity and Ye Zixiao's strength. This whole situation was a trap. It was true that Jiang Xiaoyao had trashed the place while drunk, but Jin Yu wouldn't force her to compensate. The reason he called Ye Zixiao was to lure him here.
"You're quite calm, aren't you?"
Jin Yu smiled and sat opposite Ye Zixiao.
"Speak, what do you want?"
Ye Zixiao exhaled a puff of smoke towards him. The perverted Jin Yu didn't dodge. He closed his eyes and took a few drags of the secondhand smoke, saying ecstatically, "As expected of a super expert. Your every breath carries the aura of a king. I like you."
"You really are a pervert!"
Ye Zixiao was somewhat bewildered.
"Hahahahaha, hahahaha!"
Jin Yu suddenly burst into a wild laugh, saying triumphantly, "Ye Zixiao, I've heard of you for a long time, and I've wanted to meet you for a long time. Since you're here today, then stay and let me upgrade!"
Before he finished speaking, Jin Yu leaped backward. He flew back more than ten meters. Ye Zixiao watched as this golden-spectacled pervert, as light as a swallow, retreated over ten meters and landed steadily on a sofa, all in one fluid, incredibly elegant motion. What did this mean? It meant Jin Yu was an incredibly powerful expert. While Ye Zixiao was still in shock, a man and a woman, both in their thirties and appearing to be siblings, sat down on the sofa more than ten meters away. More importantly, with Ye Zixiao's eyesight, both the brother and sister had surpassed the Divine King level! Jin Yu was a perverted expert, and he had brought two experts who surpassed the Divine King level. This bar was undoubtedly a trap. It seemed Jin Yu was determined to have his way, having set his mind on eliminating Ye Zixiao today. But what grudge, what enmity could there be? Why would Jin Yu do this?
"Be careful!"
Jiang Xiaoyao suddenly spoke.
"It seems you're not that drunk?"
Ye Zixiao turned and said with a smile.
"I'm definitely drunk, but I'm not muddled. Your Ye family wants to save the world, while the Jin family wants to rule it. Therefore, it's inevitable that the Jin family wants you dead. They will attack you sooner or later."
"Thank you for the reminder, senior sister!"
"Kid, the Jin family is not to be trifled with!"
"What is the Jin family's strength?"
"They have connections everywhere!"
"Understood!"
After a brief, subtle exchange, Ye Zixiao had a clear understanding. It seemed his recent actions had been too domineering, displeasing many influential figures in Longdu. Thus, the Jin family had decided to make a move.
"Ye Zixiao."
Jin Yu called out from ten meters away.
"What is it, Young Master Jin?"
Ye Zixiao crossed his legs.
"Surrender now, and there's still time."
"Surrender? What do you mean?"
"Aren't you afraid of death?"
"Hahaha..."
Ye Zixiao burst into laughter, saying with a cigarette in his mouth, "I, Ye Zixiao, am naturally arrogant and have never known fear. Jin Yu, stop stalling and show me your true skills. Let me see what you've got."
"Kill them."
Jin Yu really gave the order. However, the order was directed at the mustache.
"Brothers, go for it."
The mustache roared, brandishing a knife.
"Go!"
"Attack!"
"Take down these idiots."
"Damn it, let me!"
"Don't touch that woman..."
A large group of the mustache's subordinates charged forward, roaring. These hoodlums greatly admired Young Master Jin, but they didn't know that in Young Master Jin's eyes, they were merely cannon fodder. Only one person was different: the mustache who led them. The mustache had witnessed Leng Shao's strength. Therefore, his actions were more bark than bite. He shouted more ferociously than anyone, but he held his knife and slowly retreated, hiding in the crowd and not daring to move forward.
"Go get them."
"Damn it, you're asking for death."
"Come, come at me..."
Leng Shao, Lao Wei, and Xiao Bao had seen plenty of action. They didn't take dozens of mere hoodlums seriously at all. For a moment, the three of them went on a mad offensive. Dozens of people surrounding a few. In principle, numbers should have an advantage. However, on this high martial continent where strength was revered, rank and power were the true killing weapons. Take Leng Shao, for instance. After personally being guided by Ye Zixiao, he was now a Martial King. Even Lao Wei and Xiao Bao were now Martial Generals. A Martial King and two Martial Generals dealing with dozens of Martial Warriors, none of whom even qualified as Martial Kings, was not difficult at all. From the start, the three of them had the dozens of attackers screaming in pain.
"My arm is broken!"
"My stomach, save me quickly."
"Don't push, *cough*..."
"Brother, don't kill me, I was wrong!"
The dozens of hoodlums who had just charged were being thoroughly beaten by Leng Shao and his two companions. The three of them were ruthless. While they couldn't kill one with each strike, they certainly ensured that every strike drew blood. In less than three minutes, the mustache's troop was on the verge of collapse! On the sofa ten meters away, Jin Yu raised a glass of expensive liquor, adjusted his glasses, and smiled lewdly, "This appetizer is quite interesting, isn't it better than a performance?!"
"Yes, Young Master."
"It's quite a good show."
The twins on either side chimed in.
"Go on, don't be cowards!"
Jin Yu shouted excitedly. In the center of the battlefield, on a blood-splattered sofa, Ye Zixiao took a sip of wine, lit another cigarette, and said with a smile, "This trap isn't very good either. Sending these pawns, is Jin Yu looking down on me?"
"Don't worry, this is just an appetizer."
Jiang Xiaoyao, sitting beside him, was becoming increasingly clear-headed.