"Daring to strike a descendant of the Hou Family in Tianxiang Tower, the gall of this person is indeed quite formidable, letâs go take a look as well," said Hou Xiangguo, his pupils narrowing slightly.
"Father, this matter can be handled by Yaoyang and Yaoyue, thereâs no need for you to go in person," Hou Yaoyang said as he looked at Hou Xiangguo.
"No matter what, Jingwen is my grandson. He was attacked and I naturally want to see for myself. I also want to see who has such audacity to strike a descendant of the Hou Family on our territory. If word of this gets out, wouldnât I, Hou Xiangguo, completely lose face?" Hou Xiangguo said with a dark expression, as he stood up and walked towards the outside.
Meanwhile, inside this VIP private room, after Ye Luo finished beating Hou Jingwen, he actually returned to the table as if nothing had happened and continued eating, stunning the manager of Tianxiang Tower with his astounded expression.
To have struck a descendant of the Hou Family on their turf and still continue to eat as if nothing had occurred, how bold was this personâs heart, or was he utterly ignorant of the terror of the Hou Family?
At this moment, even Qin Yuru and the other ladies were somewhat speechlessly gazing at Ye Luo. This guy was a little too composed, wasnât he?
Probably no one else in the entire world could beat a young master of the Hou Family to an inch of his life on their territory and continue to calmly eat like this, except for Ye Luo alone.
"Why arenât any of you eating? What are you looking at me for? It would be a waste not to eat such expensive dishes, come on, letâs continue eating!"
Ye Luo, after having eaten a while, noticed that all the womenâs gazes were fixed on him. He couldnât help speaking, while his mouth did not stop moving as he continued to eat.
Ye Luo had a good appetite, but how could the ladies continue eating under such circumstances?
"Who is it? Who dares to strike my son, Hou Yaoxing!"
Just at that moment, an angry shout came from outside the private room, causing Qin Yuru and the girls to tremble within, knowing that the person in charge had arrived.
Following that, Hou Yaoxing, Hou Yaoyue, and a group of Hou Family guards burst into the room.
"Fa...ther..."
Hearing the voice of Hou Yaoxing, Hou Jingwen, who was lying on the ground, gasping for breath, with a face that had been turned into a pigâs head, called out in an exceedingly weak voice.
"Jingwen!"
Hou Yaoxing, upon hearing his sonâs voice, swiftly turned and saw a figure beneath the wall. He hurried over immediately.
When Hou Yaoxing saw his sonâs current state, he was startled. If he hadnât just heard his voice, even he might not have recognized that this person was his son.
The current state of Hou Jingwen was too miserable. Hou Yaoyue and the other Hou Family guards were also shocked at the sight, not having expected Hou Jingwen to be beaten so horrifically.
"Who is it? Who has beaten Jingwen to such a pitiful state? I will make sure he dies!" Hou Yaoxing roared with a face full of anger.
"Help... me... avenge..." Hou Jingwen pointed towards Ye Luo, who was sitting in the distance and eating, and with halting words managed to speak four words before he completely lost consciousness.
"Jingwen! Jingwen!"
Hou Yaoxing, seeing his son pass out, cried out in alarm.
Hou Yaoyue walked over and checked Hou Jingwenâs condition before saying, "Second brother, donât panic. Jingwen is still alive. Heâs just been seriously injured and fainted temporarily."
Whoosh!
Immediately after, Hou Yaoxing stood up, his glare on Ye Luo was filled with flaws and hatred, a terrifying aura emanating from his body. His expression was incredibly dark, instilling a deep sense of dread.
"Hou..."
Qin Yuru was about to say something when Hou Yaoxing coldly glanced at her and said, "Ah, so Miss Qin is here as well. Whatâs your relationship with this guy?"
"Mr. Hou, this is all a misunderstanding. He is my man, Ye Luo. Just now, this..." Qin Yuru was trying to explain but was forcefully interrupted by Hou Yaoxing.
"Enough. So heâs Miss Qinâs man, huh? No wonder heâs so arrogant, daring to beat my son into such a miserable state on Hou family turf. But no matter who you are, you canât leave this Tianxiang building today."
Hou Yaoxingâs gaze was frosty as he stared at Ye Luo and coldly swept his eyes over Qin Yuru again, saying, "Miss Qin, Iâll give you a piece of advice, itâs best not to meddle in other peopleâs affairs, or your Qin Clan, even as the top corporation in Huaxia, I can make it worthless in no time!"
"Ah, after the junior comes the senior, really now, canât even have a peaceful meal." Ye Luo shook his head and sighed.
"Attack, take this brat for me. I want him to wish he was dead!" Hou Yaoxing ordered, his face full of a cold and ruthless expression as he stared at Ye Luo.
The Hou family guards behind him burst forth with a powerful momentum; each one had the strength of the Innate Peak Stage, with several among them at the Half-Saint Realm. They all charged towards Ye Luo.
"Keep your breath!"
Ye Luo said indifferently, leisurely lifting a glass of red wine to taste.
Instantly, Xue Tu and Kung Xiong burst out, their fearsome strength erupting, causing the group of Hou family guards to scream in agony.
Xue Tu moved swiftly, his Miao Knife slashing instantly. The guards before him fell to the ground, deprived of their legs or arms.
And Kung Xiongâs fists waved, sending all the Hou family guards flying away as if they had been hit by a high-speed car, lying on the floor coughing up blood, at deathâs door.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen elite Hou family guards lay on the ground in a pitiful state, none of them even having had the chance to make a move.
If Ye Luo didnât want to frighten the ladies, these people would simply not have survivedâthey would have been torn apart by Xue Tu and Kung Xiong already.
Watching his familyâs guards so easily beaten into severe injuries, Hou Yaoxingâs face changed, his eyes showing a hint of surprise.
"Kid, so you have such experts by your side. No wonder youâre so arrogant and wild. But today, youâve hit my son Hou Yaoxing, no matter how powerful you are, donât think you can just walk out of here," Hou Yaoxing said coldly.
"I never intended to leave. Your father and son have spoiled the good mood of our meal, and you havenât yet compensated for that, so how could I go?"
Ye Luo said with a smile on his face.
Hearing that Ye Luo was asking for compensation after beating someone, the ladies were all speechless, while Hou Yaoxing was so angry that his face turned red.
"Go, call for more people. I will make sure this arrogant brat dies an ugly death today," Hou Yaoxing roared loudly.
"Stop!"
Just then, a commanding voice called out from outside the private room. A group of people walked in, led by the Hou family patriarch Hou Xiangguo, with the Hou family head Hou Yaoyang by his side, followed by four middle-aged men at the triple level of the Saint Realm.