Chapter 8

Su Rong and Zhang Suer both clenched their fists, staring straight at the two men who were about to clash. Although they were not clear about Pang Shao's strength, Su Rong had heard her father say that among the young generation in Yaocheng, there were definitely no more than five people who could match him!

And who was Ye Chu? He was just a weak, good-for-nothing rich kid, not even comparable to Pang Shao.

Su Rong couldn't help but sigh, not sure whether she was sighing for Ye Chu or for Zhang Suer's fate.

Ye Chu, seeing Pang Shao about to lose control, rolled his eyes and looked at Pang Shao, thinking to himself that he wasn't born to be scared. If you dare to make a move, I'll just follow your grandfather's example and hang you up, and beat you for three days until you behave!

"Get out of the way!" Pang Shao shouted at Ye Chu, his anger boiling over, and he was incredibly domineering!

Fang Xinyuan, seeing the enraged Pang Shao, was terrified. His only thought was whether Pang Shao would take out his anger on him because of Ye Chu. If that happened, his future would be miserable, and even if his father knew he had offended Pang Shao, he would definitely punish him severely!

"Damn it! Why provoke this gentleman for no reason!" Fang Xinyuan hated Ye Chu to the core, completely forgetting their previous cowardice, and the fact that Ye Chu was trying to protect their female companion.

Fang Xinyuan gave Fang Xinhu a look, and Fang Xinhu nodded in understanding, quickly stepping forward: "Sir, don't be angry! We'll get rid of this scum right away. It's not worth getting angry over such a waste of space."

"That's right! Sir, there's no need to get angry over such a trivial matter. I'll have someone throw him out right away." Fang Xinyuan stepped forward to calm Pang Shao.

Seeing the two men's demeanor, Su Rong and Zhang Suer's eyes showed disdain. Su Rong felt even more disgusted, wondering how she could have accepted an invitation from such people to come to the flower boat.

Although Ye Chu had a notorious reputation and was the subject of countless curses, he was still more of a man than they were. They couldn't even compare to someone they called a scumbag, and they had no right to call themselves human!

"Ye Chu! Get out! Otherwise, I'll personally throw you into the Cold Lake!" Fang Xinhu, who dared not show off in front of Pang Shao, was extremely arrogant towards Ye Chu.

It was precisely because of these words that the madness in Pang Shao's blood suddenly dissipated. He looked at Fang Xinhu with a very strange expression: "Did I hear that right? This guy is going to throw Ye Chu into the Cold Lake? Yaocheng has some real talent! He's even more arrogant than I am!"

Startled by Fang Xinhu's outburst, Ye Chu was equally surprised. Seeing Pang Shao smiling at him, it was clear that Pang Shao enjoyed seeing him in such an embarrassing situation.

Fang Xinhu, not understanding the situation, saw Pang Shao's smile and thought Pang Shao appreciated his actions, which made him even more excited.

"Still not leaving? If I make a move, don't blame me if you lose an arm or a leg!" Fang Xinhu looked at Ye Chu with disdain, his demeanor arrogant and full of superiority.

Pang Shao's smile grew wider, his small eyes squinting as he looked at Fang Xinhu with amusement: "Interesting! So interesting! Ye Chu was right; there really are all kinds of people in this world! A dog that eats shit thinks it's a tiger!"

"Are you challenging me?" Ye Chu looked at Fang Xinhu, feeling a bit crazy himself. This time, he had lost face in front of Pang Shao. Pang Shao would soon spread the news of his being called a scum and a waste of space in Yaocheng, and with this information, he could easily find out about Ye Chu's reputation back then. In the future, Pang Shao and his group would certainly use this to look down on his character. Before this, Ye Chu had always boasted that his character was far superior to theirs!

"So what if I challenge you?" Fang Xinhu was haughty, not taking Ye Chu seriously at all, especially as he saw Pang Shao's smile growing wider, which made him stand even taller.

"Fine! I accept!" Ye Chu said each word with gritted teeth, looking at Fang Xinhu. This guy had ruined his reputation, and he wouldn't let him off easily.

Liang Shan was shocked when Ye Chu agreed. He didn't care about the details and quickly stepped forward, pulling Ye Chu aside: "Don't be reckless! Fang Xinhu isn't weak. Although he's not as strong as his older brother, he's still a seventh-rank warrior! You're completely helpless; accepting his challenge will either kill you or leave you severely injured."

These words made Ye Chu look at Fang Xinhu in surprise, amazed that he had reached the seventh rank. A seventh-rank strength could match a fierce bull, which wasn't much in this martial world, but for someone of Fang Xinhu's age, it was quite impressive! Although he hadn't truly entered the realm of cultivation, he had taken a solid step.

In this world, countless people practiced martial arts, focusing on cultivating their own primordial spirit, absorbing the essence of the sun and moon, and seizing the transformations of heaven and earth. These were considered three realms, and only by cultivating one's own primordial spirit did one truly enter the realm of martial cultivation. Before that, there were ten ranks, which were the foundation of martial cultivation.

Almost everyone in this world practiced martial arts to some extent. People like Ye Chu, who didn't practice at all, were the exception.

A seventh-rank strength was relatively strong. For ordinary people, reaching the fifth rank was a lifelong achievement.

Seeing Fang Xinhu eyeing Ye Chu menacingly, Su Rong couldn't help but step forward, her beautiful and elegant appearance and clear eyes fixed on Fang Xinhu: "What kind of skill is it to bully him? Why don't you show some courage when dealing with outsiders?"

Su Rong looked at Fang Xinhu with extreme disdain, though she didn't like Ye Chu, she disliked Fang Xinyuan and his group even more.

Startled by Su Rong's rebuke, Fang Xinhu tried to steady himself and argued: "He agreed to my challenge on his own! I didn't force him!"

"You..." Su Rong bit her lip, her face as smooth as jade, blushing slightly with anger, adding a touch of allure and sensuality.

Fang Xinhu didn't dare to look at Su Rong but shouted at Ye Chu: "Try to take my three punches!"

He threw a punch with overwhelming force, no frills, straight at Ye Chu's chest. Zhang Suer and Liang Shan were both anxious and frightened, thinking that Ye Chu would lose half his life under this punch.

Fang Xinyuan and his group, however, were smiling. They had long wanted to deal with this scum, and now Fang Xinhu was doing it for them, and they could also please Pang Shao. Why not?

"Slap!"

The expected sound of a punch hitting the chest didn't happen; instead, there was a crisp sound of a slap. Everyone looked at the scene, their minds unable to process what they saw.

A red palm print appeared on Fang Xinhu's face, his left cheek swelling up, and he stumbled and fell, hitting a table and cutting his forehead.

"This is impossible!" Including Liang Shan, everyone found it unbelievable that Ye Chu could slap Fang Xinhu, who was a seventh-rank warrior. Although he hadn't truly entered the realm of cultivation, he was still far stronger than an ordinary person.

"Your face is pretty thick; a slap actually hurts my hand!"

Liang Shan thought Ye Chu was being unfair, slapping someone and then insulting their face, which was a typical taunt!

Enraged, Fang Xinhu, ignoring the ringing in his ears, slapped Ye Chu even harder, more domineering than before. This was his angry attack, swift and fierce.

"Slap..."

In the midst of everyone's disbelief, Ye Chu slapped Fang Xinhu again, right on the face. This time, Fang Xinhu wasn't so lucky; he was slapped away, stumbling backward and crashing through a window, falling into the Cold Lake with a splash.

Silence fell around the room, all eyes on Ye Chu. Everyone, including Su Rong, was shocked by these two slaps. Although they saw no technique in Ye Chu's slaps, the fact that he could slap a seventh-rank warrior indicated that he was not to be underestimated.

"Three years ago, he was completely helpless, but now he can slap a seventh-rank Fang Xinhu. Could something have happened to him in these three years?"

Su Rong's cold gaze fell on Ye Chu, her heart unable to remain calm. She knew exactly what kind of person stood before her; he was practically a waste of space. Such a person, who could only run from ordinary people, was now standing up to Fang Xinhu and even daring to anger Pang Shao.

Su Rong couldn't quite understand. Was this still the Ye Chu who relied on his family background and did nothing but bad things?