Chapter 8: Isn’t He a Waste?
In Ye Xuan’s perception, bullying Liu’er was equivalent to bullying him. He swore to return the sufferings Liu’er faced in twofold!
His eyes were cold as he walked towards Drunken House.
He heard Chen Song liked to frequent in Drunken House far too often. If nothing unexpected occurred, he should have no troubles finding him.
Not long after, Ye Xuan found himself at the front door of the restaurant called ‘Drunken House.’ Before he’d the chance to explore the inside, Ye Xuan heard a burst of carefree laughter ringing from the second floor.
Fortunately, Ye Xuan had the chance of seeing Chen Song before. The voice on the second floor was familiar. This laughter, it no doubt belongs to Chen Song.
Then… the unexpected occurrence happened. The voice of the person Chen Song conversed with was also a familiar figure Ye Xuan met in the past. The other party was Ye Zhang’s son and Ye Xuan’s cousin, Ye Kai!
Ye Kai was of the same age as Chen Song at the early fourth stage of the Martial Dao.
Note: Dao means ‘The Way.’
“This Ye Kai, when did he cozy up to Chen Song?” Ye Xuan muttered to himself curiously before heading upstairs.
The second floor of Drunken House was allocated with many private rooms. His ear perked up, finding the source of the voice, but before he had the chance, Chen Song’s loud voice rung through the air.
“Ha-ha-ha! Never would have I think to believe that after that trash Ye Xuan got his dantian destroyed, the Lin Clan would immediately break off their engagement. That damned old man Lin Ming, when my father proposed the idea of marriage, he actually ignored him!”
“I also never would have thought it possible either. Who asked for that unlucky Ye Xuan to lose all his cultivation?! But that Lin Xue’er is quite the mysterious one. She’s said to be an extreme beauty. If I could marry her, it’d be great.”
“Aiya~ Brother Ye, be careful what you say. She’s already accepted as a disciple of a mysterious and power sect. Her prospects are limitless!”
“What’s there to be afraid of? I heard that Lin Xue’er had already left Cloud Merge City. Could it be that she’ll hear our conversation from afar?”
“Be careful not to speak negatively of a ship capable of overlooking the world. Anyways, let’s talk about this trash, Ye Xuan. Brother Ye might not know this, but just now, not too long ago, when my servant saw that trash’s servant, she ruthlessly humiliated the trash’s servant. To be honest, that piece of trash, Ye Xuan, actually has a stroke of pretty good luck. He has such pretty maid, yet he doesn’t even know how to treasure what he has––”
Chen Song had yet to finish his sentence, because right after, Ye Xuan, who stood right outside the door, could no longer sit idly by so kicked open the door.
The door could not withstand the kick of a fifth stage Martial Dao, and so, the door immediately fell and smashed into the dining table.
“How dare you!? Who is it that dares to cause troubles?!”
Chen Song, who was in the room, jumped out of his chair. Just as he reacted, he saw someone rushing quickly in front him to grab his throat and lift him in the air.
Who was so bold as to grab tightly onto the neck of the Chen Clan’s Young Master?
Ye Ka was so shocked that when he saw the person’s face, his mouth drooped to the ground that it looked like it could fit a dozen chicken eggs.
Was not the person who rushed into the room the trash they were speaking of just now?
“You… You deserve to die!”
Ye Xuan’s eyes surged with cold iciness. With a furious roar, he slapped Chen Song hard.
The slap was thunderous and heavy. Chen Song covered his face with the palm of his hand. He was startled to death, unable to react to the person’s resounding slap.
“Ye Xuan, what are you doing?!” Ye Kai shouted anxiously. “Put down Brother Chen!”
When Chen Song heard these words, he was utterly stunned.
The person who gripped his throat tightly and lifted him high was actually Ye Xuan, the person they called ‘trash’? The Ye Xuan who could not withstand his bitter hardship that he drove to the edge of committing suicide? That Ye Xuan?
How… How is this possible?
“Ugh… Ye… Ye Xuan… You…” Chen Song stammered, unable to speak out his words as he struggled to breathe.
“Do you want to die?” Ye Xuan questioned, tightening his grip on Chen Song’s neck.
At this moment, a cold, deathly aura emanated from Ye Xuan. There was no hint of emotions written on his face, only that he looked as if sculpted from ice itself.
And somehow, Chen Song subconsciously shook his head.
Furthermore, he was a stage higher than Ye Xuan, but after seeing this ‘trash’ in person, a growing sense of timidity overcame his self.
“You can choose not to die, you’ll have to pay a heavy price,” Ye Xuan said coldly.
“Ye Xuan, stop!” Ye Kai shouted.
As he shouted, Ye Kai immediately walked over with intents of stopping Ye Xuan in his tracks.
Ye Xuan glanced over his shoulder. With a kick from the side, Ye Kai, who was in the early fourth stage of the Martial Dao, was pushed forcefully into the corner of the wall.
Ye Kai raised his brows, confused. He and Ye Xuan were now at the same level. How could he be sent flying away with a single kick?
At this time, Chen Song realized that he was a level higher than Ye Xuan.
What should he do?
Chen Song immediately used his free hand and punched towards Ye Xuan’s chest, but thereafter, the hand that locked his throat suddenly tightened. It forcibly squeezed out Chen Song’s strength.
Chen Song was unable to breathe. The strength he struck out at Ye Xuan’s chest decreased by a considerable margin.
“What is it that you want to exactly? Do you want to kill people in Cloud Merge City?” Ye Kai hollered while ignoring the pain incurred.
Chen Song was the nephew of the Chen Clan’s Patriarch. If anything were to happen to him, the Ye and Chen Clan would fight to the bitter death.
“He’s not qualified to breathe!” As Ye Xuan spoke, his left hand pulled out a dagger from his chest. Holding the dagger, he flicked his wrist with an incredulous force.
A clear sound spread out. Chen Song’s clothings were instantly cut apart. Following that, Ye Xuan kicked out with his leg and sent Chen Song flying to another corner.
After that, Ye Xuan took a stride forward. He waved a dagger around a few times and cut out Chen Song’s clothings, revealing the upper half of his body.
Now… Chen Song finally understood what Ye Xuan wanted to do.
Earlier, his servant strip Liu’er of her clothes, and now, Ye Xuan will strip him of his clothes.
“You’re courting death!”
Chen Song gasped for breath and immediately crawled up from the ground. Shouting, he threw a punch at Ye Xuan.
“Passing Fist Art! Rushing Bull!”
Facing the punch, Ye Xuan neither moved or dodge. Instead, he used his left hand to block the blow. Now that he’d recovered his strength and reached the fifth stage of the Martial Dao, he could instantly gather a large amount of Qi Energy.
A crisp sound resounded in the air. Chen Song’s arm was broken.
“AHHH!!” Chen Song staggered back and crashed into the wall while letting out a heart-wrenching scream.
With Ye Xuan’s dagger, Chen Song’s pants were ripped apart, and with a heavy tug, his entire pants were no more. Right now, Chen Song only had his crotch left.
“You, don’t act so recklessly! Do you want to become enemies with our Chen Clan?” Chen Song no longer thought of Ye Xuan’s sudden power and immediately threatened him using his backing.
“Become an enemy? So what?” Ye Xuan squinted his eyes and kicked out again, ruthlessly stepping on Chen Song’s chest. This titanic strength, it caused the latter struggling to breathe out.
Immediately after, Ye Xuan flicked the dagger again. The last piece of clothing from Chen Song’s body was ripped off.