Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Yang Fei unleashed the might of a martial artist, intimidating everyone present, including Liang Jiayi's parents, who dared not meet his gaze.

After a moment, Yang Fei let out a cold laugh, withdrew his aura, and, holding Liang Jiayi, prepared to leave the courtyard.

Just then, a guy wearing an Armani suit but sporting a thick gold chain around his neck appeared.

He strutted into the courtyard with two bodyguards flanking him.

This guy looked right past Yang Fei as if he didn't exist.

Yang Fei chuckled, shifted his shoulder, and stepped directly in front of him.

Bang!

With a dull thud, the guy with the gold chain staggered backward, landing facedown on the ground, crying out in pain.

Yang Fei's bump nearly shattered his entire skeleton.

He lay on the ground, blood streaming from his nostrils, painting a grisly picture.

Yang Yurong glanced at the guy in the gold chain, his eyes widened in shock, and he exclaimed.

"Oh heavens, it's Young Master Li."

Next to Yang Yu, Liang Shitong's heart skipped a beat. He turned to look, his face showing mild concern as he muttered to himself.

"Why is Li Qing here? This is trouble."

It wasn't just Yang Yurong and Liang Shitong who spotted Li Qing; the others did too, and the atmosphere instantly became tumultuous.

"Why is this troublemaker Li Qing here? What's come over him today?"

"I never expected to see Young Master Li. The Liang Family and Chu Family must have considerable influence."

"The Demon Lord of Mayhem from the Li family is here, everyone beware."

...

Madam Chu and Chu Father exchanged looks and simultaneously hurried out, their steps brisk but slightly disordered.

Even the usually composed Chu Father's pace seemed off due to the urgency.

Not only did Madam Chu and Chu Father rush to greet him, but the guests present were also thrown into disarray.

They enthusiastically but respectfully crowded around Li Qing, each reaching out to assist him.

Yang Fei looked at Li Qing, who was sprawled out on the ground, legs in the air, and couldn't help but find it amusing.

He took full responsibility for his actions; having knocked someone down, he stood his ground with Jiayi by his side.

Li Qing clutched his nose, lying on the ground, feeling dizzy and disoriented.

He hadn't even opened his eyes when he started cursing.

"Damn, are you blind when you walk? If even a single hair of mine falls out, you'll pay with everything you have."

Chu Father personally helped Li Qing up and pressed a clean tissue against his bleeding nose.

The spotless stone floor had no dust, yet Madam Chu dutifully dusted it off, showing utmost respect.

Jiayi's mother, seeing her daughter in trouble with Yang Fei, felt her heart racing.

Throwing caution to the wind, she rushed over, grabbed Jiayi, and tried to pull her back, distancing her from Yang Fei.

Jiayi had struggled to free herself from Yang Fei's arm earlier, but now she clung tightly to her mother, bravely standing by Yang Fei's side.

Yang Yurong, frustrated and helpless, refrained from openly clashing with Liang Jiayi.

Instead, she turned and vented her frustration on Liang Shitong.

"Old Liang, your daughter is beyond my control now."

"If Yang Fei has provoked Li Qing, and if this Demon Lord of Mayhem loses his temper, even our Liang Family would suffer."

"You better pull Jiayi back before any further chaos ensues."

Liang Shitong was tempted to intervene, but after taking a few steps forward, he shook his head.

"Forget it, Jiayi is determined to stand her ground with Yang Fei."

"Are you crazy? If Li Qing..."

Yang Yurong was so anxious she stamped her foot, urging Liang Shitong to pull Jiayi away.

However, Liang Shitong's feet seemed rooted to the ground, and he remained silent.

"Young Master Li, are you alright?"

"Young Master Li, come back with me, and I'll have the family's old physician check you over."

"Everyone be quiet, Young Master Li seems a bit dizzy, let's give him a moment."

...

A myriad of voices erupted, with everyone tending to Li Qing like stars around the moon.

Among them were those offering flattery, expressing concern and affection, or seeking favor.

Yang Fei glanced carefully at Li Qing and discovered this guy wasn't young anymore.

He was around forty, exuding arrogance, with a round face and a plump nose that appeared somewhat comical.

Yang Fei vaguely sensed a hint of familiarity but couldn't recall where they'd met, so he asked Liang Jiayi.

"Who is this guy? Seems like he has some clout."

Liang Jiayi looked at Li Qing, her face pale, her body trembling slightly.

"He... he's the eldest son of the Little Li Family, with powerful connections and a domineering personality. You've seriously crossed him."

Yang Fei spat. "Serves him right for being blind while walking."

Liang Jiayi was so scared she almost reached out to cover his mouth.

"Make sure you don't say that later. The people backing Young Master Li have more influence than everyone here combined."

"Yang Fei, you've really stirred up big trouble."

Yang Fei was a bit taken aback. "That imposing? No wonder you're all rushing to curry favor."

Liang Jiayi sighed. "Leave it to fate. Li Qing respects no one, and frankly, he has the power to do so."

At this moment, Li Qing clearly felt dizzy, his gaze unfocused as he swayed, supported by the crowd.

Someone had already dashed off and brought a Taishi chair, placing it for Li Qing to sit.

Li Qing barely managed to open his eyes and shouted in anger.

"Who the hell bumped into me? Step forward! Since when did I, Qing, suffer such a loss?"

At his shout, everyone took a step back.

Yang Fei and Liang Jiayi were left standing alone in front of Li Qing.

Yang Fei remained calm and composed, while Liang Jiayi was extremely anxious, clinging tightly to Yang Fei.

Among the crowd, many whispered and buzzed.

"With Young Master Li's prestige, this kid is doomed."

"Serves him right. This kid got arrogant and ran into someone ten times more arrogant."

"Indeed, since when did Young Master Li suffer such a loss? This kid is in for it."

...

Listening to the crowd's murmurs made Liang Jiayi even more nervous, with Liang Shitong and Yang Yurong also looking worried.

Li Qing held a tissue against his nose, groaning and sighing.

But as soon as he caught sight of Yang Fei's face, he suddenly fell off his chair with a thud.

This startled everyone, and they rushed to support Li Qing, creating a clamor.

Yang Fei shook his head, uninterested in this absurd scene, and turned to leave with Liang Jiayi.

Li Qing, flailing on the ground, exerted all his strength to shout.

"Kid, don't you move!"

At Li Qing's call, everyone rushed in to block Yang Fei and Liang Jiayi's path.

Madam Chu waved her hand, and all the bodyguards charged at Yang Fei, ready to fight.

Yang Fei stood his ground, calmly watching Li Qing on the floor.

Li Qing finally managed to struggle to his feet with the crowd's help.

His slightly plump figure rushed over and hugged Yang Fei tightly.

"You brat, I've finally found you."

This took Yang Fei by surprise, and he looked at Li Qing in confusion.

"You know me?"