Chapter 014: Compensate Me a Million

Chapter 014: Pay Me a Million

Ye Feng had initially intended to let the matter go, but he decided it wouldn’t be right to just let these people off so easily. Judging by their behavior, they were clearly repeat offenders. He was determined to make them pay dearly—otherwise, how could he face himself? His expression darkened immediately.

The man who had just begun to relax, seeing Ye Feng’s face cloud over, realized things were not going to end so simply after all. Damn.

“But my girlfriend was just frightened out of her wits by you all. Don’t you think you should compensate her for emotional distress?” Ye Feng said, giving Huang Wei a sly wink, signaling her to stay quiet and let him handle things. Huang Wei, still anxious at first, was surprised by Ye Feng’s strength—he had defeated the other group’s leader in just a few moves and was now calmly negotiating. When she saw his wink, she understood his meaning.

“Uh, well, we… we didn’t pay attention just now!” The men sprawled on the ground looked miserable. This was all at the young master’s orders—why should they take the blame? Young master, you have to save us! We’re your loyal dogs; if something happens to us, it won’t look good for you either! Realizing the gravity of the situation, they looked to the man for help.

“So, brother, how much compensation do you want?” The man, knowing he was no match for Ye Feng, tried to sound him out. If it was an acceptable price, he’d agree; if not, he’d call for backup. After all, since things had already gotten ugly, he was prepared to fight it out. Damn it, who’s afraid of whom these days?

Ye Feng said nothing at first, just held up a single finger. The man immediately caught on—ten thousand, right? No big deal. That’s just the cost of a night with a girl. He said, “Brother, ten thousand—no problem, I’ll pay!” He smiled as he spoke.

“You must have misread.” Ye Feng smiled as well, gesturing for the man to look at his finger again. Ten thousand? What am I, a beggar?

The man gritted his teeth. Who had the bad luck to mess with this troublemaker? Fine, one hundred thousand then. Damn, this was a disaster. “Alright, I agree—one hundred thousand!” Saying the sum made his heart ache. Although it wasn’t an insurmountable amount, losing a hundred thousand for no reason was still hard to swallow.

Behind him, Huang Wei was quite pleased. This rascal isn’t stupid at all—he’s actually learned to blackmail people. A hundred thousand isn’t bad, considering these men had just been thrashed by Ye Feng. She couldn’t help but glance at him, thinking, This man is really something.

“What the hell? One hundred thousand? You think I’m a beggar? I’m telling you, I want a million!” Ye Feng said nonchalantly. He had these men right where he wanted them—why not take advantage? Who told them to act tough and bully others? If he didn’t teach them a lesson, how could he face the people?

“A—a million.” Everyone gasped, especially Huang Wei, whose mouth fell open wide enough to fit an egg. Ye Feng was truly audacious—a million! What did that even mean? The man was also taken aback. Usually, it was he who made outrageous demands, but compared to this kid, he was a mere amateur. Now he truly felt hatred and envy.

“Don’t want to pay? Fine, I’ll start with your underlings. And don’t think about running—I can find you no matter where you go.” Ye Feng threatened, feigning ferocity.

“Big brother, can’t you make it a bit less?” The man’s face crumpled. He’d thought a hundred thousand was a huge loss, but a million? He could have kept a minor celebrity as a mistress for that! Did Ye Feng think money fell from the sky?

But if he didn’t pay, this lunatic would go berserk. The man had already tested Ye Feng’s strength, and though he was no slouch himself, he was clearly no match. Ye Feng hadn’t even moved, and he’d been helpless. What kind of bad luck had brought him face-to-face with such a monster today?

“Do you think this is a vegetable market? I’m giving you one minute to decide. If you don’t agree, I’ll start with your men. My girlfriend was terrified by you lot—I’m not letting this go.” Ye Feng’s face was all anger. Hearing him repeatedly call her his girlfriend, Huang Wei felt a strange mix of shyness and sweetness in her heart.

Hearing Ye Feng’s menacing tone, the man knew he’d run into a nemesis. He was finished—a million gone, just like that. “Fine, I agree. Give me your account number—I’ll transfer the money to you right away!” he said helplessly, as if forced to revise a manuscript over and over, applying for an unlock each time.

“That’s more like it.” Ye Feng replied cheerfully, giving him his bank details. Not long after, his phone chimed with a credit alert—a million transferred. Ha, who knew you could make money by being tough? Ye Feng thought to himself.

With the matter settled, Ye Feng told the men to get lost, then walked out of the store arm in arm with Huang Wei. Behind them, the man wore a sinister grin. Damn it, kid, if I don’t get you back for this, I’m not worthy of my name. I’ll see this through to the end—you’ll regret this, he cursed at Ye Feng’s departing back.

“Should we go after that kid now?” the burly man at the front asked respectfully.

“Are you idiots? Didn’t you just get beaten up? You brag about how tough you are, but look at you now! If you’re so great, why did you just get thrashed? You always go on about how unbeatable you are, but now? Damn, you really showed your skills!” The man cursed them out—losing over a million was infuriating. Weren’t these men supposed to be tough? Why were they so useless now?

“Y-young master, we did our best. That kid is just too strong—there was nothing we could do,” the burly man pleaded, face full of misery. If he’d been capable, he’d have taken Ye Feng on himself.

“Enough. We’re not in a hurry. First, find out everything you can about this guy. Once we’ve finished our current business, we’ll go after him.” The young master spoke with menace. You think you’re so cocky? Wait until I’m ready—I’ll make you pay.

“Yes, young master, you’re wise indeed!” the subordinates flattered him. Of course, all of this was beyond Ye Feng’s concern now, and he couldn’t see any of it. In fact, this young master was none other than Jin Qingyun, the heir to the Invincible Gang—the largest syndicate in the provincial capital.