Urban Carefree Warrior God

He was Leng Fangping, a man Chen Yang could never afford to provoke.

These words could hardly be described as anything but arrogant. Yet the people around didn't react much, as if they agreed with this assertion. After all, given Leng Fangping's family background and the influence of the Leng Family in Lingjin City, he truly had the right to be this arrogant.

"Who said I wanted to provoke you?" A smile touched Chen Yang's lips.

Leng Fangping slowly blew out a ring of smoke. "But you've already provoked me, and that makes me very unhappy."

"So, what do you want to do about it?" Chen Yang asked with a smile.

Leng Fangping lifted his foot and planted it on a nearby chair. He extended a hand and crooked a finger at Chen Yang. "Crawl over here, kneel at my feet, and lick my shoe soles clean. Then, depending on my mood, I'll decide whether or not to spare your worthless life."

HISS!

At that, many people in the crowd gasped. This Leng Fangping was every bit as ruthless and unreasonable as the rumors claimed. As Mr. Leng, from one of the four great super-families native to Lingjin City, this had always been his style. Many had only heard stories before, but today they were witnessing it with their own eyes.

"This guy's unlucky. I bet he never dreamed he'd run into Mr. Leng here."

"If I were him, I'd already be on my knees begging for mercy. Why waste time talking? Is he trying to get himself killed?"

"Don't worry, he'll be kneeling soon enough."

The room was abuzz with discussion, the sentiment overwhelmingly on Leng Fangping's side. It seemed Chen Yang's miserable fate was only a moment away. Hearing these voices, Leng Fangping's lips curled higher. He took a drag from his cigarette, his eyes narrowing as he watched Chen Yang.

Peng Xiaoqian laughed aloud, a warmth spreading through her chest. At least this man stood up for me instead of shirking responsibility. My efforts these past few days haven't been in vain. And after today, who would dare to look down on me? The old saying is true: it's good to have a great tree to find shade under. And now, I am leaning securely against the great tree that is Mr. Leng.

"You little bastard, do you really think someone like you can provoke me?" Peng Xiaoqian chided smugly.

Seeing that Chen Yang still hadn't moved, Leng Fangping sneered, "What's wrong? Run out of tricks? No matter. I'll give you a chance. I'm sitting right here. Feel free to make your move. Standing up for Li Si, do you really think you're somebody? To be blunt, more than half the people in this room could kill you with ease."

HAHAHA!

A wave of derisive laughter swept through the crowd. This must be a classic case of an ant trying to shake a tree, or an egg smashing against a rock.

Seeing Leng Fangping intervene, Wang Qingquan was no longer in a hurry. He waved off the security guards who were preparing to move in. At this point, all he needed to do was sit back and enjoy the show.

"Come on, I've given you time. You can start your performance now," Leng Fangping said, taking a leisurely sip of wine, a smirk playing on his lips.

After a brief silence, Wang Qingquan leaped up, one hand on his hip while the other pointed at Chen Yang. "You little bastard!" he shouted viciously. "Didn't you hear what Mr. Leng said? Or are you too scared to speak?"

Leng Fangping waved a dismissive hand. "What are you doing? Don't scare the poor guy."

"Right, right. You're absolutely right, Mr. Leng," Wang Qingquan said, bowing and scraping like a fawning pug.

The crowd chuckled at the scene. The onlookers, enjoying the drama, only hoped for things to escalate.

But there was an exception.

Not far away, hidden in the crowd, Su Ziyan was absolutely certain that something monumental was about to happen. To put it bluntly, this cocktail party is about to be blown to smithereens. Yes, Leng Fangping's family is distinguished, and as Leng Lingyun's uncle, he can command the wind and summon the rain in Lingjin City, crushing all opposition. But what does that amount to in front of this powerhouse from the Martial Department? He'll probably crumble just as easily as my Su Family did. It's a pity Yang Chun hid herself away at home after Chen Yang dealt with her. If she were here, her legs would have already given out, and she'd be on her knees begging Wang Qingquan not to get caught in the crossfire. As for Peng Xiaoqian, she can face life or death on her own for all I care.

Seeing Chen Yang remain silent and motionless, everyone concluded that he was completely scared stiff, frozen to the spot and at a total loss. They were all delighted to witness such a scene, snickering as they waited for Leng Fangping's patience to run out.

"Weren't you so tough just now? What's wrong, scared speechless? Go on, try acting tough for me again!" Peng Xiaoqian shouted wildly, gritting her teeth with satisfaction.

Chen Yang pulled over a chair and slowly sat down. Only then did he speak. "What is Leng Lingyun to you?"

The entire room fell silent. Is this guy just now snapping out of it? He's Mr. Leng. Of course he's Leng Lingyun's uncle. There might be other families named Leng in Lingjin City, but only one man dared to call himself Mr. Leng. There was no other.

"Lingyun is my nephew," Leng Fangping said nonchalantly.

Chen Yang nodded and asked earnestly, "And he never mentioned me to you?"

His words were puzzling. To hear him talk, you'd think he knows Leng Lingyun well, and that he's some kind of big shot.

Leng Fangping burst out laughing. "Kid, who do you think you are? Why would he mention you? Are you even worthy?"

Chen Yang ignored him and turned to Yang Hu. "Ask Leng Lingyun."

The crowd grew even more confused. However, the nonchalance and calm on the man's face made their hearts pound nervously, and they fell silent.

Yang Hu called Leng Lingyun and got straight to the point. "Are you Leng Lingyun? Your uncle has provoked my Boss..."

"Sorry? Heh..." Yang Hu sneered. "And what good would that do?"

CLICK.

Yang Hu hung up.

The very instant Yang Hu's call ended, Leng Fangping's phone rang. For some reason, his heart lurched. The caller wasn't Leng Lingyun. It was the Patriarch of the Leng Family.

The moment the call connected, a furious roar erupted from the other end. "Are you trying to get yourself killed? Do you really think you're the Heavenly King himself, that you can provoke anyone you please? Get on your knees in front of him right now and kowtow and apologize! Otherwise, you'll be dead soon!"

Who was this man Chen Yang? He was the Nine Gates Admiral, the Zhennan Prince! Even ten Leng Families combined would be no match for him.

"From this moment on, you are no longer part of the Leng Family. I will have your name struck from the family registry."

Leng Fangping was speechless.

Listening to the dial tone, Leng Fangping's face turned deathly pale. His limbs trembled so badly that he nearly fell from his chair, only steadying himself by grabbing the edge of the table.

"Huh? Mr. Leng? What's wrong?"

"Something's definitely not right!"

Before the crowd could process what was happening, a group of men in black suits with badges pinned to their chests strode in, their expressions grim. They walked directly to Wang Qingquan.

After presenting their credentials and a document, their leader stated bluntly, "We are formally placing you under arrest."

Sweat poured down Wang Qingquan's ashen face. His eyes bulged, and his entire body trembled uncontrollably. What in the world is going on?

Every single person in the room was utterly dumbfounded.

Chen Yang refilled his glass of wine and glanced at Leng Fangping. "Crawl over here," he commanded.

Leng Fangping froze, his mind blank.

The entire room held its breath.