Chapter 883: Chapter 883: Conditions
"I donât know where your confidence comes from!" At this moment, a cold voice came through, and then, with a slap, Fein was fiercely struck across the face, causing his entire left cheek to swell up.
Cough, cough, cough! Fein coughed a few times and spat out several teeth tinged with blood from his mouth.
"Who, which bastard hit me?" Fein was furious!
The usually silent man standing beside Feinâs eyes flashed with a sharp gleam. He held Fein down, then stood in front of him.
"I do not know which expert senior is present? Please show yourself!" the man said in a deep voice.
This man was a protector arranged for Fein by the Morgan family, an expert in the Demi-God Domain. Yet, when Fein was struck just now, he didnât sense anything unusual, which meant the person who made the move was far stronger than him!
Fein was surprised upon hearing the manâs words. Wisely, he shut his mouth and leaned toward the man.
Thud, thud, thud, the other bodyguards suddenly collapsed without any warning, creating a scene that appeared so eerie in Feinâs eyes.
"Young Master, be careful!" The man in the Demi-God Domain suddenly noticed a sign. But before he could make a move to stop it, another slap echoed, and Feinâs other cheek swelled up quickly.
Fury filled Feinâs eyes. These two slaps almost knocked out all his teeth, and this kind of humiliation was far more maddening than physical pain!
"Senior, that was excessive!" There was also a flash of anger in the eyes of the man in the Demi-God Domain: "Are you provoking our Morgan family?"
"Provocation?" At this moment, a mocking voice came through: "Morgan family? Do you think that wastrel behind you can truly represent the Morgan family?"
Beside Catherine, the face of an Eastern man appeared. When Catherine saw Ling Feng appear, she couldnât help but smile slightly. She knew that when Fein spoke disrespectfully to her, Ling Feng would definitely be the one to vent his frustrations.
"You are..." The man felt his hair stand on end, facing this Eastern man before him, he felt as if he was facing an endless Asura Field, and the spiritual pressure even stirred a thought in him.
Biting the tip of his tongue, the pain broke him free from Ling Fengâs spiritual pressure.
"Oh? Not bad, you managed to break free from my spiritual restraint just after entering the Demi-God Domain!" Ling Feng said with a hint of surprise, "Seems like the Morgan family does have some talents!"
The man looked at Ling Feng warily: "I donât know why this senior has struck against my Morgan family?"
Ling Feng didnât speak but instead wrapped his arm around Catherineâs waist, and Catherine cooperatively rested her head on Ling Fengâs shoulder.
"If I heard correctly, that wastrel behind you wants to snatch my woman, and even strip her of her clothes?" Ling Feng said with a cold smile, "I want to see what kind of confidence you have to speak like this in front of me!"
The man felt bitter inside, he didnât expect that there was such a terrifying expert next to Catherine, and she was even this expertâs woman!
At the same time, he felt a trace of resentment towards Fein Morgan. If this idiot werenât so arrogant, how could he have provoked such anger from the other party?
However, despite his helplessness, he was after all Feinâs protector, and he was obligated to ensure Feinâs safety, even if the other party was a stronger expert than himself!
"Senior, I believe this is a misunderstanding!" the man said: "We did not know of Miss Catherineâs relationship with you, so there was an offense in our words. For that, we apologize. If possible, weâd like to offer compensation to make up for our abruptness towards Miss Catherine!"
"Compensation?" Ling Feng laughed playfully: "Is that your idea, or your masterâs behind you?"
The man glanced at Fein and said softly: "Young Master, the other partyâs strength far surpasses mine, itâs not wise for us to confront them for now!"
Feinâs eyes glowed with anger. As the second heir of the Morgan family, those high-ranking experts usually treated him with respect, when had he ever suffered such a loss? Being slapped twice, how would he have any face to contend for the position of clan leader if this got out?
However, now being at someone elseâs mercy, he had no choice but to swallow his pride and said with his swollen face: "This is also my intention. I hope the senior can forgive my rudeness and abruptness!"
Ling Feng clapped his hands and said: "Alright then, since you are so sincere in your apology, if I persist, it would make me seem petty!"
The manâs heart eased up at these words. Whatever conditions Ling Feng might ask for, it wouldnât be an issue for the Morgan family, as long as they could safely get through this ordeal.
"I donât intend to make things difficult for you!" Ling Feng said calmly: "As for any material compensation, I donât need it. How about this, Fein Morgan streaks naked across the yacht once, and then my woman will have vented her anger, and I wonât pursue your responsibility. How does that sound?"
Fein couldnât believe what he was hearing as he looked at Ling Feng. Despite lowering himself so much, the other party was still humiliating him like this? It was as if his face was being pressed into the dirt and rubbed!
Feinâs protector also showed a look of anger: "Senior, arenât your terms rather unreasonable? Does the Divine Gate really intend to go to war with the Morgan family?"
This was not a condition Fein could agree to, and the demigod-level expert on his side became tougher, after all, he belonged to the Morgan family and held some confidence.
Ling Feng sighed: "Since you donât agree, I can only make my own way to vent for my woman!"
With that, Ling Feng walked toward Fein.
Fear flashed in Feinâs eyes: "Lang Mu, stop him, I want him dead!"
Lang Mu raised his hand: "Wind Escape..."
But before he could finish, Ling Feng was already in front of him.
"Too slow, your speed is too slow!" Ling Feng said calmly, then punched Lang Mu in the chest.
Ling Fengâs speed didnât seem fast, but it gave Lang Mu a feeling of being perfect and unavoidable. He could only watch helplessly as Ling Fengâs fist landed on his chest.
With a loud crash, Lang Muâs body seemed to be hit by a train, slamming hard into the wall of the stage.
"How is this possible, I couldnât even withstand a single move?" Lang Muâs eyes were filled with shock; all his bones had been shattered by Ling Fengâs earlier punch, leaving him with no strength to fight back.
Ling Feng said calmly: "Although youâve also stepped into the Demi-God Domain, you should know that within the Demi-God Domain, there are great disparities! For someone like you, just entering the domain, in my eyes, you are just a shade stronger than those ants!"