Entering the wrong room, he became invincible after conquering the voluptuous aunt.

At Li Dazhong's command, dozens of Xingye Group experts wielding sharp blades surged towards Ye Feng like a tidal wave, their blades flashing and their killing intent soaring to the sky!

"Ah—!" Wei Shiya was terrified, her face turning pale, her chest heaving violently. She instinctively grabbed Ye Feng's arm, "It's over... Ye Feng, run!"

Su Siyun also exclaimed, "Brother Ye Feng, be careful!"

Ye Feng remained unmoved, a disdainful smile curving his lips as he spoke indifferently, "A bunch of martial artists, not even worthy to carry my shoes."

Before he finished speaking, he moved like a ghost!

"Nine Revolutions Profound Technique, First Form—Sweeping Away a Thousand Armies!"

Ye Feng let out a low shout, and his internal energy suddenly exploded, creating a visible shockwave that radiated outwards from him!

"Bang bang bang bang——!!"

The dozen or so people at the very front were hit as if by a truck, all coughing up blood and flying backward, knocking over a group of people behind them!

"What?!"

The remaining thugs were terrified and hadn't even reacted when Ye Feng had already entered the flock of sheep like a tiger!

He didn't use any special moves; he just casually threw punches and kicked.

With every punch, someone's sternum collapses!

For every leg, someone must have suffered a broken tendon or bone!

"Aaaaaah—!"

Screams erupted one after another, and in less than ten seconds, the ground was littered with groans of agony, sharp blades scattered everywhere, and dozens of people died on the spot!

The entire room fell into a deathly silence.

The students stared wide-eyed, their mouths agape enough to fit eggs.

"Is...is this even human?!"

"One person fighting dozens? Even martial arts movies wouldn't dare to portray that!"

The sinister smile on Li Dazhong's face froze completely, replaced by boundless terror. He staggered back, stammering, "You... are you a human or a ghost?!"

Ye Feng clapped his hands, as if casually dusting off some dirt, and walked step by step toward Li Dazhong. He raised his hand and slapped Li Dazhong hard across the face: "You just said you wanted me to die a horrible death?"

"Slap!" A slap sent Li Dazhong spinning twice on the spot.

"You want to avenge a dead man too?"

"Slap!" Another backhand slap sent two bloody teeth flying.

"Who gave you the courage? Fish Leong?"

As Ye Feng spoke, he raised his foot and stomped hard on Li Dazhong's left leg!

"Snap—!"

"Ah!! My leg!!" Li Dazhong screamed like a pig being slaughtered, the excruciating pain almost causing him to faint.

Ye Feng looked down at him, his eyes as cold as knives: "If you utter another word, I'll kick your dog's head off, believe it or not?"

Li Dazhong trembled all over. Meeting Ye Feng's cold gaze, he finally realized that this man really dared to kill him!

"I...I was wrong! Young Master Ye, spare my life!!" Li Dazhong, enduring excruciating pain, begged for mercy with tears streaming down his face, "I was blind to your greatness, please forgive me..."

"An apology alone won't do." Ye Feng interrupted him, pointing to the damaged school gate with a playful and cold expression: "Your car damaged the gate, and that Cui Yuhao dirtied my hand—compensation for emotional distress plus repair costs, five million."

"What?! Five million?!" Li Dazhong's eyes widened, almost to the point of utter humiliation, wishing he could skin Ye Feng alive.

The surrounding students gasped in shock.

He killed someone, assaulted someone, and now he wants to extort five million?!

This is absolutely insane!

"What, you think it's not enough?" Ye Feng pressed down slightly with his toes, and Li Dazhong writhed in pain. Forced to submit under someone else's roof, his face contorted with humiliation and fear, he cried out, "I'll give it! I'll give it right away!"

[Ding! Your account has received 5,000,000 yuan.]

Hearing the notification tone, Ye Feng finally released his foot with satisfaction and said coldly, "Get lost. Take these trash with you. Also, if Xingye Group wants revenge, we're ready anytime."

Li Dazhong felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He scrambled to direct his still-mobile men to carry Cui Yuhao's body and the wounded away in a sorry state.

After Li Dazhong brought Cui Yuhao's body outside, he roared with extreme resentment in his eyes, "Ye Feng, you arrogant brat from Great Xia, I'll remember you! Just you wait, I'll make sure you lie dead in the street, head torn off, to be buried with Young Master Cui!!!"

He then took out his phone and dialed a number, which turned out to be Lei Qianjun, the number one swordsman in Jiangcheng.

Li Dazhong ordered Lei Qianjun to behead Ye Feng at all costs.

Lei Qianjun owed Li Dazhong a favor, so he didn't waste any words. His voice was hoarse, and his killing intent was like a knife as he said, "Don't worry, Mr. Li, this kid's head will be right in front of you in three days at most. It'll be perfect time to take his head and restore my reputation!"

Inside the school, a deafening commotion erupted only after the convoy disappeared from sight!

"That's incredible!! To kill Choi Woo-ho and still get away with it, that's amazing!"

"From now on, at our University of Technology and Business, let's see which international student dares to be arrogant and domineering!!!"

Wei Shiya clutched her chest, her beautiful eyes filled with shock and curiosity: "Ye Feng, who... exactly are you?"

Ye Feng turned around, looked at Wei Shiya's voluptuous figure, and smiled slightly: "Your sweetheart, by the way, now that things are settled, it's time to take a look at your breasts."

As he spoke, his gaze naturally fell on Wei Shiya's impressive curves, which were encased in professional attire.

"Ms. Wei, everything's alright now, so how about we look at your chest problem?"

Wei Shiya blushed and was about to decline when Su Siyun quickly stepped forward to chime in, "Teacher Wei, Brother Ye Feng's medical skills are amazing! He even cured my mother's late-stage stomach cancer!"

"Really?" Wei Shiya was both surprised and doubtful, biting her red lips. "Then...then you're not allowed to act like a hooligan!"

Soon, the three arrived at Wei Shiya's office. Su Siyun stood guard outside the door, saying shyly, "Brother Ye Feng, Teacher Wei, I'll wait outside."

In the office, Ye Feng gestured for Wei Shiya to take off her coat.

She hesitated for a moment, then blushed and unbuttoned her shirt, revealing a tight-fitting knit sweater that outlined a breathtaking curve. Ye Feng's gaze sharpened, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow... Ms. Wei, your figure is even more amazing than I imagined! Absolutely stunning!!"

"Be serious!" Wei Shiya was both embarrassed and annoyed, her hands instinctively covering her chest, but still unable to conceal her ample bosom. Ye Feng's mouth went dry at the sight, and he forcibly suppressed his lust, saying with a smile, "Relax, I won't do anything inappropriate."

As he spoke, he moved his palm closer to Wei Shiya's chest, and his true energy flowed along her meridians. He quickly located the problem, "You have breast nodules with blood stasis. If you delay any longer, the stasis may worsen and become malignant."

"Ah? It's that serious?" Wei Shiya's face turned pale. The previous hospital check-up only said it was a minor problem, but she didn't expect it to be so dangerous.

"Luckily you met me." Ye Feng took out silver needles from his pocket and smiled calmly. "I'll use acupuncture to clear your blockages. It will be effective in one session."

Wei Shiya kept her eyes tightly closed, her cheeks so hot they could fry an egg on them.

When Ye Feng's fingertips, carrying warm true energy, touched her skin, she trembled all over, a tingling sensation spreading down her spine, making her unable to help but let out a soft moan.

Ye Feng paused, his eyes burning with desire. The woman before him was both intelligent and sexy, her shy demeanor even more alluring. He suppressed the flutter in his heart and quickly began administering the acupuncture.

As the silver needles were inserted, Wei Shiya felt the swelling and pain in her chest instantly dissipate, replaced by waves of warmth that made her groan with pleasure.

Hearing the sounds coming from inside, Su Siyun, standing at the door, couldn't help but tremble, a bold thought arising in her mind: "Brother Ye... Brother Ye Feng, could it be that you've eaten Teacher Wei up???"

"Ms. Wei is my homeroom teacher. If Brother Ye Feng and she... then wouldn't I have to call Ms. Wei my sister from now on?!"