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

Wen Ya's pupils contracted in disbelief, but she bit her lower lip tightly, her teeth almost digging into her flesh, her voice barely audible as she forced herself to maintain her composure: "Ye Feng, I'm a woman who follows the rules. Show me some respect. Stop trying to flirt with me. I won't fall for your tricks."

"Is that so?" Ye Feng chuckled softly, his warm breath brushing against her ear, causing her to tremble and a tingling sensation to shoot through her entire body. "But the problem is that rules are meant to be broken, and besides, this kind of scum doesn't deserve your love at all."

As he spoke, he tightened his grip on Wenya, his gaze fixed intently on her, his tone brimming with certainty: "Although I'm five or six years younger than you, I'm so handsome and so strong. Can you honestly say you don't have even the slightest thought in your heart?"

"I...I didn't!" Wen Ya's cheeks were burning, and her eyes kept darting around, but she couldn't help but secretly glance at Ye Feng. His handsome eyebrows and eyes were clearly defined, and his tall figure was like a pine tree, which made her a little lost in thought. To be honest, Ye Feng was indeed much more handsome than Kang Mao, and more charming. His temperament was a complete knockout.

Tang Shuying, who was standing to the side, saw all of this but showed no displeasure. Instead, she took Ye Feng's other arm, her pretty face full of tenderness and determination, and her tone was firm and strong: "Little brother Ye, no matter what happens today, your sister will support you. I just hope you can think clearly."

"My sister is so good." Ye Feng grinned and, in front of everyone, lowered his head and planted a kiss on Tang Shuying's rosy lips. The action was intimate and natural, full of doting affection.

"Brother Ye Feng, I want some too." Xu Wanmei swayed her curvaceous body as she moved closer, her chest heaving, her eyes full of anticipation, her voice sweet and coquettish.

This scene left Wen Ya completely stunned. Tang Shuying was the head of Yunding International, with a net worth of billions. She was one of the most important figures in Jiangcheng, exuding an aura of nobility with every move she made. Xu Wanmei, on the other hand, wore a high-end custom-made dress and had a gentle and elegant demeanor. She was clearly no ordinary rich heiress.

These two elegant and noble women were both deeply in love with Ye Feng, showing not a trace of jealousy. Instead, they were so harmonious. What was it about him that made him so charming? Was he a good fighter? Or was he exceptionally skilled in that area?

Just then, a piercing screech of brakes suddenly rang out at the gym entrance, the screeching sound of tires screeching against the ground breaking the deathly silence.

Immediately afterwards, a black Bentley with the license plate Jiang A66666 came to a smooth stop. The six consecutive numbers on the license plate gleamed under the lights, exuding a powerful and imposing presence.

"Wow, what an awesome license plate number!!!"

"Is this the young master of Jiangteng Group? He's incredibly powerful!!"

The onlookers gasped in hushed tones, their faces filled with awe, their eyes fixed on the entrance, barely daring to breathe, for fear of getting into trouble.

Chang Mingwei walked in slowly, his hands in his suit pockets. His top-notch custom-made suit accentuated his tall and straight figure. His face carried an arrogant indifference, and he exuded the aura of a superior who had long held a position of power. Every step he took carried an invisible force.

Behind him followed Wang Qianlong, Zhou Feifei, and forty or fifty other men, all tall and imposing, with restrained auras, sharp eyes like hawks, and murderous intent lurking in their brows, making them men who sent chills down one's spine.

These men possess absolutely terrifying martial arts skills!

"Young Master Chang!"

The people in the gym immediately bowed and greeted him with utmost respect, not daring to raise their heads for fear of angering Chang Mingwei.

Chang Mingwei ignored it all, his gaze sweeping over the messy gym, the bloodstains on the floor, the broken gym equipment, and the thugs lying all over the place. Finally, his eyes landed on Xie Linyuan, who was groaning in pain with a broken leg. His face instantly darkened, and the pressure around him dropped sharply, spreading a chill.

Wang Qianlong's eyes widened, and he exclaimed in shock, "Damn it, no wonder someone's so arrogant!! It's him!! Young Master Chang, this is Ye Feng, the one I told you about before!"

Zhou Feifei froze instantly, her pretty eyes wide open, her face full of disbelief. Those past scenes flashed through her mind again, her cheeks instantly burning, and her expression became extremely complicated!

Upon hearing this, Chang Mingwei's eyes blazed with fury, a cold sneer curling his lips, his tone filled with malice: "What a coincidence!? No wonder you dared to touch even the governor's son!"

"However, I, Chang Mingwei, am backed by the Jiangteng Group. How dare they provoke me like this? Today, I, Chang Mingwei, will teach them a lesson they won't forget!!!"

Wang Qianlong swallowed hard, his face filled with apprehension yet also a hint of excitement as he warned, "Young Master Chang, be careful. This guy is a madman. You'd better keep your distance from him."

"What a joke!!" Chang Mingwei scoffed, his eyes gleaming coldly. He strode up to Ye Feng, looked him up and down, his face instantly turning icy. He said with a sinister glint in his eyes, "You brat surnamed Ye, you crippled Kang Mao, I'll give you 50 million in compensation. You crippled Xie Linyuan, that's a total of 100 million!"

"Give me the money, kowtow and apologize, promise to avoid me from the future, and I might consider sparing your life!"

Chang Mingwei looked disdainful and had a tough demeanor. Although Ye Feng was a good fighter, the Jiang Teng Group was not to be trifled with in Jiangcheng. If a real fight broke out, even ten Ye Fengs wouldn't be enough to kill him!

Tang Shuying looked at Chang Mingwei with disgust, her pretty face cold and aloof as she said, "Chang Mingwei, watch your mouth!!"

"How dare you threaten my brother Ye Feng?!"

"Oh, President Tang is here too??" Chang Mingwei was somewhat incredulous. He glanced respectfully at Tang Shuying, but quickly smiled faintly and said matter-of-factly, "President Tang, let's keep things separate. I, Chang Mingwei, cannot afford to offend your Yunding International."

"But he threatened me first and didn't even respect me. If this weren't the case, wouldn't I, Chang Mingwei, be no different from a local thug or a petty scoundrel?"

Chang Mingwei's secretary, Zhong Wei, immediately stepped forward, his imposing manner imperiously poking Ye Feng's chest with his hand. He spoke arrogantly and with extreme displeasure, "Are you fucking deaf? Young Master Chang is giving you a chance, don't be ungrateful, hurry up..."

Everyone looked at Ye Feng, sneering inwardly. Chang Mingwei was not someone Xie Linyuan could compare to. Offending Chang Mingwei meant it was uncertain whether they would see the sun rise tomorrow.

Xie Linyuan and Kang Mao wore gloating and venomous smiles. They didn't believe that Ye Feng would dare to act recklessly and arrogantly under these circumstances.

however.

"Even a dog is barking in front of me. Did you go out to eat garlic???"

Ye Feng's eyes flashed coldly, and then, in full view of everyone, *crack!* He forcefully snapped one of Zhong Wei's fingers! Bone and flesh separated, blood gushing out—a horrifying sight!

"Ah!!!" Zhong Wei was in excruciating pain, his whole body convulsing, his face as pale as paper, large beads of sweat rolling down his face, his body going limp and almost collapsing to the ground, his hand clutching his severed finger trembling uncontrollably, and he kept howling in agony.

What?!

Everyone was stunned, their eyes wide with disbelief, as if they were witnessing the end of the world. The gym fell into a deathly silence; even breathing ceased!

"This kid's really gone mad! He even dared to mess with Chang Mingwei's secretary! He completely disregards Jiang Teng Group and Chang Mingwei!"

Wang Qianlong gasped, then a cruel, excited smile spread across his face. He tugged at Zhou Feifei's sleeve: "Feifei, look! This guy surnamed Ye is really fearless. He's definitely going to be killed by Young Master Chang today! He's so arrogant, doesn't he even know who he's dealing with!"

Zhou Feifei forced a smile, but her heart skipped a beat. She had a feeling that Ye Feng was not as simple as he seemed. He was too confident. If things went wrong, Chang Mingwei might be defeated here today!

As expected, Ye Feng released his grip expressionlessly, not only ignoring it completely, but also casually tossing away the bloody severed finger, which landed with a "thud" at Chang Mingwei's feet.

Chang Mingwei's head was buzzing, and before he could figure out what was going on, Ye Feng gave a cold laugh, his face expressionless, his tone indifferent yet carrying a chilling killing intent: "I'll give you three seconds to pick up your finger and then eat it, and I might consider letting you die peacefully later."