Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

The murmurs of the crowd, though kept at a low volume, were clearly heard by both Yang Fei and Liang Shitong.

Yang Fei remained indifferent, and Liang Shitong also turned a deaf ear.

Liang Shitong gazed deeply at Yang Fei, saying nothing.

Finally, he patted Yang Fei on the shoulder, said something, and then turned back to stand beside Yang Yurong.

Behind Yang Fei, Liang Jiayi listened as Yang Fei shamelessly called her father "Father-in-law" again and again, and surprisingly, Liang Shitong didn't seem to mind.

She felt both embarrassed and worried at heart.

Liang Jiayi couldn't help but glance at Yang Fei, only to see the fellow looking as though he had found a treasure, his face beaming with delight like a blooming flower.

Liang Jiayi couldn't help but ask Yang Fei a question.

"You scoundrel, what did my dad say to you?"

Yang Fei beamed with happiness and immediately replied, "The old man handed you over to me."

"He said I should elope with you and have a grandchild by tonight."

"Pah, a dog's mouth can't produce ivory!"

Liang Jiayi's cheeks flushed as she spat at Yang Fei, afraid to speak to the rascal any further.

At this moment, Yang Yurong was also asking Liang Shitong.

"What did you say to that boy?"

Liang Shitong sighed.

"This young man is a bit wild but skilled, and he has a decent character. I just gave him a few words of encouragement."

Yang Yurong shook her head, "No way, I do not agree to Jiayi marrying him."

Liang Shitong was puzzled, "I didn't agree for Jiayi to marry him. I just encouraged him as an old soldier would encourage a new recruit."

Yang Yurong rolled her eyes at him.

"You've been retired for over twenty years, right? You keep calling yourself a soldier; people find it laughable."

Liang Shitong shook his head and sighed.

"Regret enlisting for three months, regret not enlisting for a lifetime. Whether retired or civilian, I am a soldier."

Yang Yurong rolled her eyes but her face was full of tenderness.

"Enough, enough, we're talking about Jiayi's marriage now, what do you propose?"

Liang Shitong sighed again.

"Honestly, I'm fed up with this idea of matching social status. A daughter's happiness is what matters most."

"Look at today. It was so precarious. If Jiayi had married Chu Liang, her life would've been ruined."

Normally, Yang Yurong would have some reasoning to echo.

However, recalling Chu Liang's disgraceful appearance just now, she could only nod silently and sigh.

Nonetheless, Yang Yurong still held her ground.

"Regardless, I do not agree to Jiayi marrying Yang Fei."

"He might have had a slim chance to advance, maybe even become a general, but now after offending the Chu family, even that tiny hope is gone."

"His Evil Dragon Special Combat Team is about to disband, even his role as Colonel is being sidelined, and Jiayi is just starting. I don't want Yang Fei dragging her down."

Liang Shitong shook his head and sighed, "Your thinking..."

On the other side, Madam Chu was glaring intently at Yang Fei, as if trying to engrave his image in her mind.

Madam Chu's hatred for this person who disrupted Chu Liang's marriage and future was bone-deep.

"Today, this punk must not be allowed to leave; otherwise, how will the Chu family save face?"

Madam Chu gritted her teeth, her voice resolute.

"If necessary, I'll have someone get Mr. Zhou."

Chu Liang's father remained pensively watching Yang Fei and Mr. Cong, hesitant.

Finally, he nodded.

"He came to our door to humiliate us, to bully the Chu family as if no one is here. Even if we impose some punishment, it is justified."

Madam Chu bit her lip and called for a bodyguard, lowering her voice.

"Go invite Mr. Zhou, say it's my intention."

At the gate, Mr. Cong still blocked Yang Fei's path.

Yang Fei wrapped his arm around Liang Jiayi's waist and calmly faced Mr. Cong.

"We're all martial artists here. I understand you guard the house just to make a living, not to cause trouble. Leave a line in the Mortal World for future encounters."

Mr. Cong firmly guarded the entrance, his face pale, his eyes like a hawk's.

"I appreciate your kindness, but I have a duty to fulfill, even if it costs my life."

Yang Fei was somewhat annoyed and snorted, stepping slowly towards him.

"I'll make sure you don't die, and you won't be able to stop me."

As he spoke, the Absolute Domain was silently unleashed.

Mr. Cong was just about to make a move when he suddenly felt a powerful force binding his body, utterly shocked.

Mr. Cong was already at Core Formation to Divine Communication level, vaguely sensing an even higher Martial Arts Realm.

However, Gang Strength Super God experts were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns, nowhere to be found in the world.

Never had Mr. Cong imagined encountering such a supreme expert here, one with Gang Strength Super God.

Looking at Yang Fei again, he was only in his twenties.

Reaching the Transcending into Holiness realm at such a young age was truly unheard of and terrifying.

Yang Fei had immobilized Mr. Cong, and with a mild smile, he hugged Liang Jiayi and leisurely walked past him.

Mr. Cong used all his Qi of Origin Core, yet couldn't move even a little finger.

He watched helplessly as Yang Fei walked past him, utterly powerless.

Only at this moment did Mr. Cong realize that when Yang Fei made his move earlier, he barely used thirty percent of his strength.

Otherwise, in just one round, he would have been dead in Yang Fei's hands.

Mr. Cong knew Yang Fei's might, but Madam Chu, being short-sighted, did not understand Yang Fei's power.

Seeing Yang Fei about to leave the courtyard, and Mr. Cong inexplicably immobile, she immediately shouted.

"Stop that brat."

A group of bodyguards rushed in, blocking Yang Fei and Liang Jiayi.

Several prominent figures present frowned at this sight, inwardly criticizing Madam Chu's lack of discernment.

The engagement had already turned into a farce.

The Chu family should have quietly resolved this issue, minimizing the matter instead of inflaming it. Acting so impulsively and enlarging the issue was extremely foolish.

Yang Fei was easy-going, but that didn't mean any random person could walk all over him.

When he saw the Chu family bodyguards surround him, his eyebrows rose sharply, his expression turned cold, and he gritted out four words.

"You're courting death!"

His anger flared, his words exuding an indomitable aura, a lethal presence.

A Son of Heaven's fury could cause millions to lie dead, rivers to flood with blood, and a Supreme Martial Artist's wrath could spill blood within five steps, draping the land in mourning.

At that instant, the hearts of everyone present trembled fiercely.

It seemed as though a monstrous prehistoric beast with bared fangs suddenly emerged, roaring mightily at the sky.

A violent, baleful aura spread out like the tide of the Yangtze River, with Yang Fei at its center, rippling outward.

Ping-pong!

The porcelain bowl in Ajin's hands slipped and shattered on the ground.

At the same time, numerous people were so frightened that they dropped the cups and porcelain bowls in their hands.

These individuals were prominent figures, yet they had never encountered someone so fearsome, leaving them terrified and trembling with fear.