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Chapter 616 You brat, born of a father but uneducated by one! (Please subscribe and vote with monthly tickets)
As a member of the Tian Ce faction, watching the excitement is almost an innate trait ingrained in my bones.

The sudden outbreak of fighting and chaos immediately attracted the attention of Li Chen and Feng Shuo.

The two looked on curiously and saw that the one who made the move was a rather burly young man. His movements showed that he was a trained fighter, but his breathing was somewhat weak, indicating that he had been indulging in wine and women recently.

He was leading a few attendants in a fierce fight with another group of richly dressed people. Tables and chairs were smashed all over the ground, and shouts and curses filled the air.

Feng Shuo immediately leaned close to Li Chen's ear and began to explain, "Brother Cheng, look! That troublemaker is called Han Zhen. He's been in the army for a month or two longer than you. He's got quite a background!"

Li Chen raised an eyebrow slightly: "Oh? How come I've never seen him in the military camp?"

Feng Shuo scoffed: "Hey! His father is General Han Wu, the supreme commander of our Northern Army! He's a real regional governor with a lot of troops at his disposal! Even Supervisor Wang and Colonel Zhou have to be three points lower in front of his father. Who dares to mess with him?"
This kid showed up on his first day of reporting for duty, and I haven't seen him in the military camp since. He's always either hanging around in the brothel or causing trouble outside, either clashing with sect disciples or fighting with other noble sons.

Li Chen's brows gradually furrowed.

Feng Shuo, still enjoying the spectacle, commented, "But he's probably bitten off more than he can chew today. I've heard the owner of the Jiaofangsi has connections to the Ministry of Rites, so they're not easy to mess with. Han Zhen is likely to get a taste of his own medicine."

Before he could finish speaking, Li Chen suddenly stood up and strode towards the center of the chaos!

To everyone's astonishment, Li Chen suddenly launched a powerful kick, striking Han Zhen, who was engrossed in the fight, directly in the waist!

"Oh!"

Han Zhen never expected someone to attack him from behind, let alone that the kick would be so powerful!
He screamed and flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into several tables and chairs before falling to the ground, leaving a mess of cups and plates. He felt a sweet taste in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The entire venue fell silent instantly! All eyes were focused on Li Chen.

The wealthy merchants, powerful figures, managers of the brothel, and young women all stared in disbelief at the young officer who had suddenly made a bold move.

Han Zhen coughed up blood, struggled to lift his head, and saw Li Chen in his captain's uniform. He roared furiously, "You dare hit me?! Do you know who my father is?!"

Li Chen looked down at him, his tone cold and arrogant, his voice clearly echoing throughout the entire brothel: "I hit you because I know your father is Han Wu! You bastard, born with a father but not raised by one!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience was in an uproar!

"Holy crap! He...he knew he was Han Shuai's son and still dared to hit him?!"

"Isn't this the Commandant Cheng who threw the Khan's nephew into prison this afternoon?"

"My God! I heard yesterday he even beat up someone from the family of a concubine in the palace. That's too arrogant!"

"Who exactly is he?! Even Han Shuai was insulted by that."

Han Zhen was so enraged by those words that he almost spat out blood again. He roared at his entourage, "What the hell are you all standing there for! Cripple him!"

The attendants then realized what was happening and charged at Li Chen with howling cries.

However, before Li Chen could even make a move, Feng Shuo rushed over like a nimble fat man, shouting, "Brother Cheng, be careful! I'm here to help you!" Despite his size, he was incredibly agile, his punches and kicks were powerful and quick, and he quickly knocked Han Zhen's bunch of good-for-nothing followers to the ground, groaning and unable to get up.

Li Chen glanced at Feng Shuo with some surprise. He hadn't expected that this second-generation military officer, who always complained about being tired and overworked, actually had pretty good skills and was a promising talent.

Feng Shuo helped Li Chen partly because he felt a connection with him, and partly because he intuitively felt that Li Chen's background was unfathomable.

Li Chen's words, "I hit you because I know who your father is," were incredibly revealing! This is definitely not something an ordinary captain would dare to say.

Li Chen looked at Feng Shuo and said in an unquestionable commanding tone, "Well done. Now, teach this kid a lesson with blood, then lock him up in jail. No one is allowed to release him without my order. Do you understand?"

When Feng Shuo met Li Chen's deep and majestic gaze, he felt a sudden tremor in his heart, and an indescribable sense of fear arose, as if he were facing not a fellow officer, but some supreme being.

He instinctively stood at attention and replied, "Yes, sir!"

Although she wondered why she should listen to him, her body betrayed her.

Feng Shuo stepped forward and gave Han Zhen, who was still cursing, another merciless beating, leaving him bruised and swollen, howling in pain.

"Feng Shuo! You dare hit me! My dad won't let you get away with this!" Han Zhen retorted defiantly.

As he continued fighting, Feng Shuo replied with a grim face, "I'm following orders!"

After Feng Shuo escorted the dying Han Zhen away, the madam of the brothel approached cautiously.

She first bowed to Li Chenfu and said gratefully, "Thank you for your help, sir, in maintaining order in the venue."

Then, she put on an ambiguous smile and said in a low voice, "Sir, you are so brave! Our Miss Lianxing is very impressed. She would like to invite you to the elegant room in the backyard for a chat."

A chorus of exclamations of envy, jealousy, and hatred immediately erupted from the surrounding area!

While everyone else was fighting tooth and nail for a chance to have dinner together, this guy got a private invitation from a beautiful woman?
However, Li Chen didn't even glance at the madam, only snorting coldly, "Invite me? Hmph, she's not qualified."

After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving a group of dumbfounded onlookers.

The madam was taken aback at first, then seemed to realize something, her expression changed slightly. Not only did she not dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction, but she also bowed deeply to Li Chen's back: "It was my presumption, sir, please take care."

Inside an elegant pavilion high above the Jiaofangsi, the veiled "Miss Lianxing" stood by the railing, her beautiful eyes peering through the window, curiously following Li Chen's departing figure, a complex and unfathomable light flickering within them.

When Feng Shuo escorted Han Zhen, who was almost beaten to death, back to the military camp prison, the entire military camp erupted in chaos, as if a red-hot iron had been thrown into it!

Batu, who was on duty, rushed over upon hearing the news. When he saw Han Zhen in the cell, who was bruised and swollen, covered in blood, and almost unrecognizable, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

He grabbed Feng Shuo and, in a low voice, asked in shock and anxiety, "Fat Feng! Are you fucking crazy?! You dare to beat Han Zhen to death? His father is Han Wu! General Han! Are you out of your mind?!"

In Batu's memory, although Feng Shuo was also a second-generation military officer who was just getting by, he was a smooth person who knew how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. How could he do such a stupid thing that would dig his own grave?
(End of this chapter)