My disciple, you are now invincible. Go down the mountain and wreak havoc on the world!

Ye Xunhuan's gaze sent a chill down Zhao Zhenyu's spine, and he instinctively took a step back.

But he remembered that this was Lord Long's territory, and Ye Xunhuan certainly wouldn't dare to make a move, so he mustered his courage and said:

"What are you looking at? Did I say something wrong? A poor wretch like you doesn't deserve to be in a place like this! Get out of here! Or I'll call security to beat you up!"

Ye Xunhuan didn't speak, but just looked at him quietly.

When Ling Jinghong, who was in the center of the archery range, saw this scene, his hand holding the bow tightened suddenly, and his knuckles turned white.

Her eyes instantly turned icy cold, and she exuded a strong killing intent.

Long Xiaotian trembled with fear. He had never seen the Goddess of War so angry! Even when facing hundreds of terrorists last time, she didn't exude such murderous intent!

He quickly followed the God of War's gaze and saw Zhao Zhenyu kick Ye Xunhuan and curse at him.

Long Xiaotian's heart skipped a beat, and he instantly understood!

This unassuming young man is definitely one of the God of War's men! And someone the God of War cares about very much!

This is terrible!

Zhao Zhenyu, that idiot, actually dared to mess with the God of War's men! He's going to drag him down with him!

Just as Long Xiaotian was about to personally go and deal with Zhao Zhenyu, he saw Ye Xunhuan shake his head slightly as he looked towards the archery range.

Ling Jinghong's killing intent vanished instantly, and she returned to her cold demeanor, but the chill in her eyes sent shivers down Long Xiaotian's spine.

Long Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time became even more certain that this Mr. Ye was definitely a big shot who couldn't be messed with! Even the God of War had to listen to him!

Zhao Zhenyu had no idea that he had just narrowly escaped death.

Seeing that Ye Xunhuan didn't make a move, he assumed Ye Xunhuan was scared and became even more arrogant.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Are you chickening out?"

Zhao Zhenyu said smugly, "Let me tell you, you'd better kneel down and kowtow to apologize to me, then get out of the club, and I might spare your life."

"Otherwise, I'll call Master Long's men over right now to break your legs!"

As he spoke, he actually turned around and shouted into the inner area, "Uncle Long! Uncle Long! There's a brat causing trouble here! He's even insulting War God Ling! Come and deal with him!"

This shout drew everyone's attention.

The big shots inside also looked over, their faces full of curiosity, wanting to know who was so bold as to cause trouble on Lord Long's turf.

Long Xiaotian's face turned green. This Zhao Zhenyu is such an idiot! He actually dared to call me that!

He didn't dare delay and quickly came over with two bodyguards.

When Zhao Zhenyu saw Long Xiaotian approaching, a fawning smile immediately appeared on his face. He pointed at Ye Xunhuan and said:

"Uncle Long! This is the kid! He sneaked into the club and caused trouble, even insulting Ling Zhan Shen! Break his legs and throw him out to feed the dogs!"

Su Qingyuan's heart jumped into her throat. She looked at Long Xiaotian nervously, secretly sweating for Ye Xunhuan.

Long Xiaotian is the underworld emperor of Jiangcheng, a ruthless killer! Ye Xunhuan is definitely doomed this time!

The people around him watched Ye Xunhuan with schadenfreude, waiting to see him suffer the gruesome sight of his broken leg.

Zhao Zhenyu was even more smug, waiting to see Ye Xunhuan kneel down and beg for mercy, and waiting to see Su Qingyuan's disappointment in Ye Xunhuan.

Su Qingyuan was both anxious and angry, her eyes filled with panic, but as a person of low status, how could she dare to stand up and speak!

Long Xiaotian walked up to Ye Xunhuan and stopped.

Then, to everyone's astonishment, Long Xiaotian bowed slightly to Ye Xunhuan and said respectfully:

"Mr. Ye, I'm sorry. It's my fault for not disciplining him properly, and this fool has spoiled your enjoyment."

"boom!"

This sentence was like an atomic bomb, exploding in everyone's minds.

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.

You could hear a pin drop.

Everyone is stupid.

His eyes were wide open like copper bells, and his mouth was so wide that a fist could fit inside.

What did they hear?

The underground emperor of Jiangcheng, Long Xiaotian, actually bowed and apologized to this wild boy from the mountains.

Should we call him "Mr. Ye"?

How is that possible!

This must be a hallucination!

Zhao Zhenyu's smug expression froze instantly. He stood there, stunned, as if struck by lightning, his mind going completely blank.

Su Qingyuan was also stunned. She stared blankly at Ye Xunhuan and Long Xiaotian, her mind completely blank, unable to react at all.

Ye Xunhuan finally stood up, dusted off his pants, and said casually, "It's nothing, it's just that this fly is a bit annoying. It keeps buzzing around and makes it hard for me to feed the cat."

"Yes, yes, it's my fault." Long Xiaotian nodded hurriedly, then suddenly turned around and slapped Zhao Zhenyu hard across the face.

"Snapped!"

The slap was so powerful that it sent Zhao Zhenyu flying more than two meters away, where he crashed to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with broken teeth.

"Are you fucking blind?! How dare you mess with Mr. Ye?"

Long Xiaotian pointed at Zhao Zhenyu and cursed, "Let me tell you, Mr. Ye is my most honored guest!"

"Don't even mention you, even if your dad came, he'd have to obediently kneel down in front of Mr. Ye!"

"If you dare to displease Mr. Ye again, I'll drown your entire family in the river and feed them to the fish!"

Zhao Zhenyu covered his face and lay on the ground, completely stunned.

He couldn't understand why Long Xiaotian was so respectful to this wild boy from the mountains.

Why is that?!

Long Xiaotian roared at his bodyguards, "Drag this idiot out! Break his leg! Throw him outside the city! Never let him set foot in Jiangcheng again!"

"Yes, Master Long!"

Two bodyguards immediately stepped forward and dragged Zhao Zhenyu, who was lying like a dead dog, out.

Zhao Zhenyu finally realized what was happening, and was terrified. He struggled desperately, shouting, "Uncle Long! I was wrong! I'll never do it again! Please forgive me!"

"Ye... Ye...! No, I should call you 'Dad,' Dad, I was wrong! I'm kowtowing to you!"

But his shouts faded into the distance and soon disappeared outside the club.

Everyone in the audience trembled with fear as they watched Zhao Zhenyu being dragged away.

The look in their eyes when they looked at Ye Xunhuan had changed from disdain and contempt to deep awe and fear.

How terrifying must someone be to command such respect from Long Xiaotian?

Su Qingyuan stood to the side, watching Ye Xunhuan's back, her heart filled with mixed feelings.

It turns out that her fiancé, whom she had always looked down on, was actually quite capable.

It turns out that what he said earlier about his third senior sister kicking Zhao Tianxiong away was not just bragging.

Even the underground emperor of Lianjiang City treats him with utmost respect, so how terrifying must his true identity be?

She used to think he wasn't good enough for her, but now that she thinks about it, it's ridiculous.

Who is unworthy of whom?

A strange mix of emotions welled up in Su Qingyuan's heart—shock, curiosity, and a touch of secret delight.

Ye Xunhuan acted as if nothing had happened, squatted down again, picked up the sausage from the ground, and continued feeding the orange cat, muttering, "It's all that idiot's fault, he got the sausage all dirty, so this is all I can give you."

Long Xiaotian stood to the side, not daring to breathe, just quietly keeping him company.

Seeing this scene, Ling Jinghong, standing in the center of the archery range, couldn't help but smile gently.

She knew that her junior brother would never suffer a loss, no matter where he went.

Just then, Ling Jinghong's adjutant walked over quickly and whispered a few words in her ear.

Ling Jinghong's expression instantly turned serious.

She looked in Ye Xunhuan's direction, her eyes filled with worry.

Long Xiaotian also sensed something was wrong and quickly went over.

Ling Jinghong whispered, "The Ghost Doctor Sect is here, right outside the club. Their target is Ye Xunhuan."

Long Xiaotian's expression changed drastically in an instant.

The Ghost Doctor's Sect! That ruthless and bloodthirsty evil organization!

How dare they come to Jiangcheng to cause trouble for Mr. Ye?

That's suicide!

After feeding the cat, Ye Xunhuan clapped his hands and stood up.

He looked toward the club's main gate, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"Oh? The Ghost Doctor Sect?"

"You've come at the perfect time."

"I was just worried about not having anyone to practice on."