Chapter 6: Failing to Tease and Being X'ed Instead
" Oh!" Ye Fan blankly took the wine glass, raised it, and stared at it under the light for a long time. "Is this how you make fine wine? It's so beautiful!"
His dazed and foolish expression caused Zhao Tianlong and others to sneer. "Yeah! This is the fine wine I made for you. Drink it quickly!" Zhao Tianlong urged Ye Fan, a sinister look flashing in his eyes.
A simple-minded fool, and yet seven gorgeous sisters-in-law all say they want to marry him?
Why?
In the past, when the Ye family was still at its peak, even if Ye Fan was a fool, Zhao Tianlong wouldn’t dare to bully him like this. But now, with the core disciples of the Ye family wiped out, and only this idiot left, bullying him was fair game. Who would say anything?
Ye Fan placed the glass near his nose, sniffed it, and just as everyone thought he was about to drink, he suddenly spoke, “Wait, something is still missing!”
At this moment, coincidentally, a cleaner was passing by with a mop bucket. Seeing the dirty water inside, Ye Fan quickly scooped half a cup from it with his wine glass, shook it, and said, “This should be perfect now!”
Zhao Tianlong and the others watched as Ye Fan’s drink turned into murky, blackish water, stunned for a few seconds, then burst out laughing.
"Hahaha! Truly a fool!"
“Yeah! Damn, he actually drank the mop water that was just used to clean the toilet!”
"Today, Ye Fan has to embarrass himself so badly even his grandma’s house will see! Hurry, get your phones ready, record it clearly, and upload it online! Let’s see how ashamed Yu Linglong and Su Yixue will be to marry Ye Fan after this!”
Everyone eagerly waited for Ye Fan to drink the water, but suddenly, Ye Fan took a step forward, walking straight to Zhao Tianlong.
Before Zhao Tianlong could react, Ye Fan suddenly aimed the wine glass at Zhao Tianlong’s mouth.
Zhao Tianlong instinctively tried to dodge, but he found that Ye Fan’s wrist was gripping his neck like an iron clamp, immobilizing him. Without knowing what muscle or vein Ye Fan was holding, Zhao Tianlong’s mouth involuntarily opened into an “O” shape, and the wine from Ye Fan’s glass was poured directly into his mouth.
Gulp!
A full glass, along with the cigarette butt from earlier, was swallowed entirely.
It seemed Zhao Tianlong was worried he’d get angry, so Ye Fan even reached out to pat Zhao Tianlong’s chest kindly. “Take it slow, don’t choke!”
“How does it taste?” Ye Fan blinked innocently with big, beautiful eyes, acting completely innocent as he asked Zhao Tianlong.
“Ah! F*ck… *retch*…” Zhao Tianlong, finally realizing what had happened, jumped up on the spot. “Bastard, idiot! Why the hell didn’t you drink? F*ck… *retch*…”
Zhao Tianlong almost went mad with rage. He pushed Ye Fan away furiously, cursing at him.
At this moment, Zhao Tianlong felt so sick he wanted to turn himself inside out and wash his stomach with water!
Damn!
He clearly knew what was in that glass—his own thick phlegm, some from his friends, and now Ye Fan had added black water from the toilet. Such a turbid mixture, and he actually drank it all?
“Yixue told me not to drink alcohol! You offered me fine wine, and I was so happy I wanted to share some with you too!” Ye Fan smiled at Zhao Tianlong, his face innocent and pure, but inside, he was sneering coldly.
You bunch of trash, do you really think you can mess with me?
Five years ago, from that ring, Ye Fan inherited more than just flickering flames and enhanced martial arts. Inside the ring was also the sealed combat experience of thirteen masters—tactics, skills… Ye Fan had long since mastered them all.
Dealing with Zhao Tianlong and the others? Child’s play!
Hiss!
The group watching the show around them finally realized what was happening. Zhao Tianlong had intended to humiliate Ye Fan, but he ended up stepping on his own toes—drinking a turbid, filthy mixture.
Everyone was stunned, some curious: Is Ye Fan really that foolish, or just pretending to be?
“Ugh!” Several of Zhao Tianlong’s buddies around him couldn’t hold back their nausea either.
This was just too disgusting!
Zhao Tianlong, furious, jumped up. “What the hell are you all standing around for? Get him! Kill him, I’ll pay for it! How dare he play tricks on me, he’s asking for death!”
As Zhao Tianlong, the young master of the Zhao family, had been pampered and adored since childhood, he had never been insulted like this before.
While shouting at his bodyguards and friends, he reached for his own throat, trying to vomit out what he had just swallowed, but it was useless. Besides dry heaving, he couldn’t vomit anything.
He could even feel the turbid liquid churning in his stomach, emitting a foul odor.
Splash!
A few bodyguards and Zhao Tianlong’s friends immediately clenched their fists, ready to attack Ye Fan.
Ye Fan’s eyes darkened. Do they want to fight?
He wasn’t going to show mercy easily.
“Stop! Who dares lay a finger on Brother Fan?”
Just as Ye Fan was about to act, a burly figure swiftly stepped forward from behind.
The towering figure approached without hesitation, grabbing two of Zhao Tianlong’s bodyguards with each hand, smashing them together!
Bang!
The two muscular men, over 1.80 meters tall, were knocked unconscious instantly.
“With Wang Fugui here, try to hurt my big brother and see what happens!”
The man was Wang Fugui, Ye Fan’s childhood buddy. His grandfather was once Ye Changfeng’s deputy officer, and their families had a very close relationship. Wang Fugui had been with Ye Fan since he was young, even when Ye Fan was a genius prodigy—Wang Fugui was happy to be his little brother.
Five years ago, after Ye Fan fell from his peak as a genius, Wang Fugui still loyally followed him, shielding him from trouble many times.
Standing nearly two meters tall, Wang Fugui had been strong since he was a child. With solid martial roots, at under twenty years old, he already had mastery of martial arts. He was considered a top expert in Yun City, and was fiercely protective of Ye Fan—stubborn as hell. Three years ago, when someone insulted Ye Fan as a fool, Wang Fugui fought nonstop for three days. Since then, no one dared to provoke him openly.
Now Wang Fugui suddenly appeared and knocked out two bodyguards with one move. The people around him backed off warily.
“Young Master Zhao?”
Some of Zhao Tianlong’s buddies hesitated and asked Zhao Tianlong what to do.
Zhao Tianlong knew that Wang Fugui had arrived; his chance to act at the banquet was probably over.
“Disperse! Humph! Wang Fugui might protect him temporarily, but can he really do so forever? Give the orders—bring more people. After the banquet, find a chance to kill him… F*ck, if he doesn’t die, Su Yixue will never agree to marry me… Ugh… Damn it, take me to the toilet, I need to vomit…”
Although Zhao Tianlong was reluctant, he had no choice now.
“Big Brother! Are you okay? I just got back from out of town. I’ve heard about the Ye family… Rest assured, even if the Ye family falls, Wang Fugui will fight to protect you and won’t let those beasts hurt you!”
Wang Fugui turned and looked at Ye Fan sincerely.
“Big Brother, you’re meant to be the chosen one—those bastards are blind. Let’s go find Sister-in-law!”
“Hahaha! Big Brother, you’re so lucky. Although Xuan Yufei broke off the engagement, all seven of your beautiful sisters-in-law married you… Haha! If you were in your right mind, you’d be grinning ear to ear right now!”
As Wang Fugui took Ye Fan’s shoulder and led him inside, he kept chattering like a machine gun.
“???”
At first, it was fine. But the last sentence made Ye Fan’s face go black. Was I really that kind of person?
(End of chapter)
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