Yu-Gi-Oh!: Holding Ruri Kurosaki, I'm invincible!

You Ming walked to Ze Cheng Yonglong's side and gently supported his slightly trembling arm.

He leaned down and whispered, "Uncle, it's alright, I'm here."

Upon seeing this, everyone finally realized what had happened, as if struck by lightning.

The good-for-nothing wild child they were talking about, who was supported by Zecheng Yonglong, was actually this year's champion of Xinyuan.

That genius duelist who single-handedly fought against the minions of the fused dimension, astonishing the entire Heart Garden and even the City of Dance!

Fang Hui's face instantly turned ashen, all color drained from her, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

She finally understood completely that compared to You Ming, her son Ze Chengzhi was nothing more than a firefly vying for the moon's brilliance.

A frog at the bottom of a well compared to a child of heaven.

They're worlds apart, there's absolutely no comparison between them!

She had previously dared to publicly mock You Ming as a wild child, but now she realizes that she was simply ignorant of her own limitations and brought shame upon herself.

Those words felt like a slap in the face!

You Ming couldn't be bothered to look at the terrified and distorted expressions on the faces of the Ze Cheng Kang couple.

He walked straight to Ze Chengzhi, who was wailing incessantly, and slowly raised his arm without any ripples.

All eyes turned to his hands, and everyone gasped.

Suddenly, a silver dinner knife appeared in the boy's hand, its blade gleaming coldly in the lamplight.

The blade tip was aimed directly at Sawashiro's throat, only inches away. Even the skin on Sawashiro's neck trembled slightly from the blade's stab.

They could clearly sense the resolute determination emanating from You Ming.

That wasn't a threat; he genuinely intended to kill. He really wanted to make a move!

"Endure the pain and shut your mouth."

You Ming's slender fingers gently twirled the knife, producing a crisp, piercing metallic sound, his tone flat and devoid of any emotion.

"This knife is a bit dull; it will hurt a little when you cut with it. Take a deep breath; that's normal."

He never intended to let these three people go.

Although Uncle Zecheng was not familiar with him, he was the original owner's Achilles' heel.

Even if it's just to maintain the original owner's image of respecting the elderly and caring for the young, daring to make a move on Uncle Zecheng and publicly insulting him deserves the most painful price!

"If your tongue is not in good condition and you always talk nonsense, then cut off your tongue and you won't talk nonsense anymore."

"Okay, alright, I believe this little lesson is enough for you to remember for a lifetime."

As he spoke, he tightened his grip on the knife slightly.

With a slight press of his wrist, the tip of the knife moved one step closer to Ze Chengzhi's throat.

Ze Chengzhi could even clearly feel the bone-chilling coldness emanating from the tip of the knife.

The chill seeped into his internal organs through his throat, making him afraid to even breathe loudly.

As the gleaming blade drew ever closer to his throat, the shadow of death instantly enveloped him.

Ze Chengzhi's eyes were filled with fear, and tears mixed with snot streamed down his face like a broken string of pearls.

His whole body trembled like a leaf, and he forgot how to cry out, only able to stammer and kneel on the ground begging for mercy: "No! No!"

I know I was wrong! Brother Youming, I was wrong!

I'll never do it again! Please let me go! Please!

He had completely lost all his previous arrogance and haughtiness; he had even thrown his dignity to the winds.

He just wanted to survive, and he even blurted out "brother," a term he had never used before.

He only hoped that You Ming would forgive him this time.

Upon seeing this, Elder Jin Sen frowned deeply and stepped forward, speaking in a deep voice: "You Ming, so many people are watching."

"You've gone a bit too far, kid. Enough is enough!"

He knew that You Ming was furious, but today was You Ming's college entrance celebration banquet.

If someone were to die, it would not only ruin the festive atmosphere but also tarnish You Ming's reputation.

This will inevitably become a handle for others to attack in the future.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Suzuki Azusa rushed forward and pressed down hard on Yu Ming's wrist, which was holding the knife.

With all his might, he snapped it open, and a "crack" was heard.

The wooden handle was smashed to pieces, and the knife fell to the ground with a clatter.

Fearing that You Ming might act impulsively again, she hurriedly advised, "You Ming, don't be impulsive! It's not worth getting your hands dirty for such a clown."

And don't let them ruin your path!

"Not worth it?"

You Ming turned his head sharply, the murderous intent in his eyes still lingering.

People in this world don't have particularly strong emotions, I only know one thing.

Before I transmigrated, I was ridiculed and lived like a dog, without even the right to hold my head up!

Now, after time-traveling to this era where playing cards is the main activity, I'm still being mocked and schemed against by others.

Then I've wasted my time traveling here!

Don't even think about stopping me today, even if Zack comes, I'll take him down too!

Suddenly, a rough yet warm hand firmly grasped You Ming's wrist.

The familiar, rough touch came over him, like a warm current that instantly calmed the boiling blood in You Ming's body.

He turned his head and saw Yutaka Sawashiro standing beside him with slightly reddened eyes.

Looking at him, she gently shook her head: "Xiao You, forget it! Today is your special day, don't let them ruin your mood, it's not worth it."

Seeing this, Suzuki Azusa breathed a long sigh of relief, her heart finally settling back into her stomach.

She turned to look at Song Wen, who was secretly recording with his phone, her face instantly turning cold as she spoke in a deep voice:

"Everyone, today was just a minor incident. I hope everyone will keep quiet and not spread it around."

Otherwise, don't blame us for being ruthless and making things difficult for everyone!

Elder Jinsen, who had been hiding in the corner, stepped forward, and suddenly exuded the aura of the highest leader of Maiwang City.

The oppressive aura seemed to materialize and cover the entire hall, making it almost impossible for everyone to breathe.

The old man's features were sharp, and his voice carried an unquestionable authority: "I am Jin Sencang, and not a single word of this matter must be leaked!"

Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless.

We hereby revoke all of your alliance's qualifications to operate schools and recruit students in Wuwang City, and you will be permanently banned from hiring them!

The two men, one gentle and the other firm, pleaded for mercy while simultaneously applying pressure.

The guests didn't dare say another word and obediently took out their phones.

I deleted all the videos and photos inside, and even cleared the chat history, for fear of causing any more trouble.

They offended Elder Jinsen and this terrifying young man.

You Ming coldly glanced at Ze Cheng Kang and his wife, raised his hand and pulled out the chain wrapped around Ze Cheng Kang's wrist, then swung it forcefully.

The bloodstained chain slammed into the ground with a sharp "crack".

After shaking off the bloodstains, he handed the chains back to Ruri Kurosaki.

Ze Chenglong looked at Ze Chengkang and his wife, his voice as cold as ice: "That house is my mother's premarital property."

It has nothing to do with the Ze family. Don't ever appear in front of me and my uncle again.

Otherwise, next time it won't be as simple as just breaking a few bones.

He pulled 2 yen from his pocket and casually tossed it onto the table next to him.

"This is for medical expenses, enough to treat his injuries. Take the money and get out."

The Ze Cheng Kang couple were like startled birds, not daring to even raise their heads, and rushed forward hastily.

He helped the slumped-on-the-floor Ze Chengzhi up. Upon hearing this, the former paused for a moment, his gaze turning to the scattered yen on the table with a complex expression.

But he didn't even dare to touch it—he was afraid that if he reached out, You Ming would attack again.