Amidst a chorus of agonizing screams, Jin Peng, sent flying by a kick, crashed into and bowled over seven or eight ruffians.
Having kicked Jin Peng away, Ye Huan snatched up a nearby chair and charged into the gang of hooligans like a fierce tiger descending upon a flock of sheep!
"Oh my god, this butcher is actually so fierce!"
Watching Ye Huan wield the chair like an unstoppable divine general—every single strike leaving a ruffian bleeding from the head or with broken bones—someone cried out in shock.
"Taking on fifty people all by yourself? Is this butcher even human?"
"Completely unhinged. Young Master Su's bodyguards aren't even in the same league as this butcher."
"No wonder it only took him a little over half an hour to torture Xiang Yingxin into that state. A man like this... forget Xiang Yingxin, even I couldn't handle it."
"This is a lesson for us. Remind everyone never to mess with butchers again. Cow butchers, sheep butchers, donkey butchers—anyone in the slaughtering trade is strictly off-limits. In their eyes, humans are no different from the livestock under their blades."
Listening to the surrounding chatter, Lin Xi thought to herself that once tonight's events got out, absolutely no one would ever dare mess with him again.
Yet suddenly, Lin Xi noticed that many of the girls were looking at her with strange, knowing gazes.
Unable to help herself, she asked the girl next to her, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
With a look of utter admiration, the girl replied, "Lin Xi, your physical stamina is incredible. That butcher spent a little over half an hour turning Xiang Yingxin inside out, and you're completely fine!"
Lin Xi's face turned pitch black on the spot: "We didn't do anything!"
"Well, you'd better get ready to walk around holding onto the walls then. And stock up on some anti-swelling medicine at home," the girl advised.
Lin Xi: "..."
At that moment, Lin Xi couldn't help wondering: she had been taken advantage of by Ye Huan for free, so why wasn't she in as miserable a state as Xiang Yingxin? *Bah, bah, bah! What kind of nonsense am I thinking about?*
By now, Ye Huan had laid out all fifty ruffians. Not a single one was left in one piece—either broken arms, shattered legs, or bloody heads.
Worse still, every last one of them had passed out!
"You, you, you... exactly what kind of monster are you?"
Jin Peng was the only one still conscious. Right now, he couldn't care less about his broken arm and the agonizing pain throughout his body as he stared in sheer terror at Ye Huan, who looked like a descending demon god.
Never in his life had he witnessed someone so overwhelmingly powerful and ruthless.
"A successor to socialism!" Ye Huan casually replied.
Jin Peng: "..."
Lin Xi: "..."
Su Lei and the others: "..."
Ignoring Jin Peng entirely, Ye Huan walked over to Shen Huamei, who was still curled up on the ground in a state of spasms. He grabbed her wrist to check her pulse and prepared to pull her up.
"Take your filthy hands off me!"
Enduring the agonizing spasms in her abdomen, Shen Huamei slapped Ye Huan's hand away.
Ye Huan frowned. This girl really was ungrateful, biting the hand that fed her like a dog turning on Lü Dongbin.
At that moment, Lin Xi and the others rushed over. Earlier, with Shen Huamei caught in the middle of the battlefield, they hadn't dared approach; but now that every enemy on the field was unconscious, they finally dared to step forward.
"Huamei, I'll take you to the hospital!" Lin Xi said as she helped Shen Huamei up.
"Mmh!" Shen Huamei gritted her teeth against the sharp pain in her lower abdomen, her face pale as sweat poured off her in sheets.
"No need for a hospital. Just a few massages from me will fix her right up!" Ye Huan announced.
The crowd instantly shot Ye Huan looks that clearly said: *You're just a butcher, what do you know about medicine?*
"You know medicine?" Lin Xi asked in surprise.
Before Ye Huan could answer, Shen Huamei said with disgust, "Take me to the hospital. I would never allow a butcher to lay a hand on my body."
Ye Huan barely resisted the urge to slap Shen Huamei across the face as he said coldly, "Your lower abdomen took a heavy blow and needs the pooled blood cleared away immediately, otherwise it will permanently affect your fertility. If you go to the hospital now, the doctors will only put you on glucose and anti-inflammatory drugs. By the time the pain finally subsides, it'll be far too late to clear out the congestion!"
Though Ye Huan phrased it relatively politely, everyone present understood the implication. Jin Peng had kicked Shen Huamei's lower abdomen three hard times, and the importance of that area to a woman went without saying.
Naturally, Shen Huamei understood this logic as well. If she lost her ability to have children simply because of her sheer hatred for Ye Huan, she could forget about ever becoming a mother, let alone finding a partner she loved—no man would ever want to marry a barren woman.
"Then hurry up and do it!"
Seeing the complex, shaken look on Shen Huamei's face and knowing that Ye Huan's words had frightened her, Lin Xi immediately urged him to get on with the massage.
At that moment, Su Lei chimed in with a sarcastic sneer, "Talking as if it's all true. Even if things are as you claim, what if you fail to clear the blood stasis in Shen Huamei's lower abdomen? Wouldn't you just cause her to miss the optimal window for treatment?"
*Crack!*
Without a second thought, Ye Huan lashed out and slapped Su Lei across the face. "Say one more word and see what happens!"
Frightened, Su Lei shrank his neck and stumbled back several steps, daring not say another word. Inside, however, he was burning with absolute rage. That damned butcher actually dared to slap him in public—this humiliation had to be avenged!
"Lay her flat on her back!"
Seeing that Su Lei had finally quieted down, Ye Huan instructed Lin Xi and the other girl holding Shen Huamei.
The two girls immediately and carefully helped Shen Huamei lie down on the floor.
Ye Huan crouched beside her, placed his hand over her lower abdomen, and began to gently massage the area.
Shen Huamei's delicate body shuddered; she barely restrained the urge to kick Ye Huan flying. Being massaged in such a sensitive spot by this butcher in front of a crowd was quite simply the greatest humiliation of her life.
Yet the very next moment, Shen Huamei felt Ye Huan's palm grow intensely hot. A wave of warmth surged from his hand, penetrating deep into her lower abdomen. An instant wave of cozy, soothing comfort spread through her entire body, feeling so good she almost cried out.
Before long, Shen Huamei felt the pain in her lower abdomen completely vanish. Even the left side of her face, which had been slapped, stopped hurting!
"All done!" Ye Huan stood up and announced.
"Done?"
Lin Xi blinked, looking anxiously at Shen Huamei as she asked, "Huamei, do you really not hurt anymore?"
"It doesn't hurt!"
Shen Huamei stood up under her own power. Glaring coldly at Ye Huan, she said with disgust, "Don't think that just because you helped me, I'll be grateful to you. I am still completely against you and Lin Xi being together, and I still maintain that you are not worthy of her."
Ye Huan shrugged. He had never expected gratitude from Shen Huamei in the first place; the only reason he helped her was simply because he didn't want their presence to ruin her birthday party and thereby drive a wedge into the friendship between Lin Xi and Shen Huamei.
"You... you actually know how to practice medicine?"
Seeing that Shen Huamei was genuinely fine, Lin Xi stared at Ye Huan in shock.
Su Lei and the others were equally dumbfounded. They simply couldn't fathom how a mere butcher could understand medicine.
"I'm a butcher, and I frequently treat boars, sows, and piglets. People call me 'The Miracle Doctor of Pipi Pig's House'!" Ye Huan looked at Shen Huamei and said with a smile.
As soon as those words left his mouth, the exact same word flashed collectively across everyone's minds... *Veterinarian!*
Shen Huamei felt like she didn't want to live anymore. It was bad enough that her lower abdomen had been massaged by a butcher, but this butcher turned out to be a veterinarian! He had practically treated her like a pig!
"Get out of here right now! My birthday party does not welcome you!" Shen Huamei roared after snapping back to her senses.
"Don't get angry, I'm leaving right now, right this second! Getting angry causes endocrine disorders, irregular periods, and hepatic dysfunction, which in turn affects your fertility!" Ye Huan hurriedly soothed.
Not soothing her would have been better; hearing that only made Shen Huamei even more furious: "Get out! Get the hell out of here!"
"You got it!"
Ye Huan trotted over, hoisted the half-dead Jin Peng up, and began walking toward the exit.
At that moment, Xiang Yingxin splayed her legs and walked toward Lin Xi with an awkward, stiff gait, speaking in a provocative tone: "Lin Xi, your husband is just too amazing. I'll be asking him out often from now on, I hope you won't try to stop me!"
The surrounding crowd was instantly shocked. After being put through the wringer like that by Ye Huan, why did her words sound not only unfulfilled, but actually addictive?
"Ye Huan, how was Xiang Yingxin?"
Ignoring Xiang Yingxin entirely, Lin Xi asked in a loud voice.
"Very smooth!" Ye Huan shouted back from the bar entrance.
"I give you permission to go play with Xiang Yingxin often from now on—it's free anyway!" Lin Xi called out loudly.
"No problem!"
Ye Huan flashed Lin Xi an OK sign before hauling Jin Peng out of the bar!
The exchange between Ye Huan and Lin Xi left Xiang Yingxin absolutely furious!
In truth, Xiang Yingxin hadn't actually slept with Ye Huan at all. The state she was in right now was purely the result of dancing high-intensity routines for over half an hour and singing for another half hour—she was simply exhausted!
But nobody else knew that!
So Xiang Yingxin had wanted to openly admit to having a relationship with Ye Huan. That way, within a couple of days, the entire upper-crust circle of Pengcheng would know that Lin Xi's husband had cheated on her—and right to Lin Xi's face, no less.
By then, Lin Xi would be utterly disgraced!
Yet those few sentences exchanged between Ye Huan and Lin Xi completely dismantled her entire plot.
Once word of this got out, everyone would assume she had been played by Ye Huan—and that Lin Xi herself had instructed Ye Huan to do it.
Her reputation would be dragged through the mud!
...
After dragging the half-dead Jin Peng out of the bar, Ye Huan called Lin Xi: "Why did Jin Peng send men to grab you at the bar tonight?"
Lin Xi immediately recounted how Jin Jiu had come to the Lin Group that afternoon. Hesitating for a moment, she ultimately followed her grandfather's wishes and asked if Ye Huan had a way to resolve the problem: "Jin Feiyu was arrested, and now you've crippled Jin Peng. Knowing Jin Jiu's personality, he's bound to take brutal revenge on me. Do you have any way to stop him?"
Ye Huan thought for a moment: "I'll go cripple Jin Jiu!"
That was classic Ye Huan. His train of thought was forever different from everyone else's.
If anyone else encountered the kind of trouble Lin Xi was facing, they would rack their brains trying to find a solution:
Either run away;
Or pull every string and beg Jin Jiu for mercy;
Or beef up their security detail.
But Ye Huan was on another level. When faced with trouble that couldn't be resolved, his very first thought was to eliminate the person manufacturing the trouble.
Lin Xi: "A psychiatric patient's thought process really is different from normal people... Well, be careful, I'll wait for you at the bar!"
Ye Huan was completely speechless. He said he worked in the slaughtering trade, and Lin Xi decided he was a butcher; his brain was quirky, and Lin Xi mistook him for a mental patient.
Unbelievable!
"Butcher, I advise you to drop any ideas you have about my father, and stay out of the feud between the Jin Family and Lin Xi, or you'll die a very ugly death!"
The half-dead Jin Peng, lying flat on the ground, said coldly.
"If you knew who I am, you wouldn't be saying that."
With a disdainful snort, Ye Huan casually kicked Jin Peng unconscious, dragged him over to the trunk, and shoved him inside.
After getting into the driver's seat, he rolled down the window and shouted, "Take me to Jin Jiu!"
Immediately, the Hell Gate Water and Fire Judges, who had been secretly protecting Ye Huan all along, pulled their car ahead to lead the way.
...
Inside the living room of the luxury villa!
Jin Jiu sat on the sofa with a gloomy expression, a cigar clenched between his teeth as a fierce, murderous glint flickered in his eyes.
He was waiting for Lin Xi!
To be precise, he was waiting for Jin Peng to bring Lin Xi to him!
"It's been nearly two hours. Why hasn't Xiao Peng made his move yet?"
Checking the time, Jin Jiu frowned and muttered to himself.
The butler standing nearby worriedly asked, "Master Jiu, could something have gone wrong with Second Young Master?"
"Impossible!"
Jin Jiu said with absolute confidence: "Xiao Peng took fifty men with him. Dragging in a woman with no power to truss a chicken is effortless. I imagine Xiao Peng must have gotten carried away playing around at the bar—that boy is just too fond of having fun."
"Shall I call Second Young Master to rush him?" the butler asked.
"Mmh," Jin Jiu nodded.
The butler immediately pulled out his phone and dialed Jin Peng's number. A moment later, a ringing sound echoed from outside the villa.
"Xiao Peng's back!"
Jin Jiu abruptly stood up, picked up the Tang blade resting on the coffee table, unsheathed it, and told the butler, "Go out and greet them. Bring that bitch Lin Xi inside immediately—tonight, I'm going to carve her up alive with my own hands, slice by slice."
Acknowledging the order, the butler turned to head outside.
Just at that moment, however, the villa's front doors were kicked wide open, and Jin Peng was tossed inside like a ragdoll.
"Dad, don't let this butcher go! Kill him, kill him..."
Pointing at the approaching Ye Huan, Jin Peng roared in fury.
"This..."
Seeing the state Jin Peng was in, Jin Jiu and the butler's expressions underwent a drastic change. When their eyes fell upon Ye Huan walking through the door, Jin Jiu demanded coldly, "Who the hell are you? You did this to my son?"
Before Ye Huan could answer, Jin Peng howled at the top of his lungs, "It was him, Dad! He's the one who beat me up. Hurry up and kill him to avenge me!"
Jin Jiu's gaze sharpened, fixing on Ye Huan like a venomous snake as he said coldly, "You beat my son, and yet you still dare to walk right up to my doorstep alone? Kid, I, Jin Jiu, have roamed the underworld for all these years, but I've never seen anyone bolder than you—nor anyone more arrogant and unhinged."
"I'm not here to shoot the breeze with you," Ye Huan said indifferently.
"Then what the hell are you here for?" Jin Jiu demanded.
Before Ye Huan could reply, Jin Peng blurted out, "Dad, he's here to cripple you!"
"Cripple me? Hahahahaha..."
Jin Jiu burst into cold laughter, staring at Ye Huan with utter contempt. "Ever since I stepped foot in the martial world, the number of people who wanted to cripple me is countless. But those people were either crippled by me or killed by me. Kid, if you want to cripple me, you'll have to see if you actually have the ability."
With that, he tossed the Tang blade in his hand to the butler and said, "Sever his Achilles tendons. I don't like the way he's standing while talking to me!"
"Understood!"
Catching the Tang blade, the butler cast a playful look at Ye Huan. "Kid, since you dared to show up here all by yourself and had the nerve to claim you'd cripple Master Jiu, you must have a few tricks up your sleeve. I'll give you the first move, lest people accuse me of bullying you!"
Looking at the butler's overbearing, punchable face, Ye Huan couldn't muster even a shred of fighting spirit. He said, "I'm here for Jin Jiu, not you. I'll give you three seconds to get out of my sight."
"Oh ho, quite the tough guy, aren't you?" The butler chuckled.
Jin Jiu and Jin Peng also laughed cruelly. They both knew the butler's true strength, and for Ye Huan to act so arrogant right in front of him was simply courting death.
"One!" Ye Huan began counting.
"You're asking for it!"
Provoked by Ye Huan's supreme arrogance and utter disregard for him, the butler lunged forward at high speed. He didn't even bother using the Tang blade in his hand, instead lashing out with a vicious kick aimed straight at Ye Huan's chest.
In the butler's eyes, fighting a pretty boy like Ye Huan already counted as bullying; using a weapon would be piling on.
Besides, Jin Jiu hadn't told him to kill the guy, so he figured a simple use of hands and feet would easily beat Ye Huan into submission. Then he could leisurely use his blade to slice open Ye Huan's Achilles tendons!
...
Facing the butler's powerful kick, Ye Huan offered a cold, dismissive smirk. He side-stepped just enough to easily dodge the blow and said, "Two!"
*Oh?*
Seeing that Ye Huan had actually evaded his kick, the butler was genuinely startled. "Well, I'll be. You actually have a few moves, kid."
As the foot he used to kick landed, the butler smoothly dropped his center of gravity and swept low with a leg, intending to trip Ye Huan to the ground.
"Three!"
Counting to three, Ye Huan didn't bother dodging the sweep. Instead, he lifted one foot and brought it down with pinpoint precision right onto the shin of the butler's sweeping leg.
*Crack!*
Accompanied by a hair-raising sound of shattering bone, the butler's shin was snapped clean in half!
"Ah..."
Letting out a miserable shriek, the butler bounced backward more than a meter on his one remaining good leg, staring at Ye Huan in horror.
He knew better than anyone just how fast his sweep had been. For Ye Huan to accurately stomp down on his leg like that proved beyond a doubt that he had underestimated his opponent. Ye Huan was strong—far stronger than him!
"This..."
Seeing that the butler not only failed to land a hit in two consecutive moves, but actually had his leg snapped by Ye Huan, the ferocious grins finally vanished from the faces of Jin Jiu and Jin Peng.
At the same time, they finally realized that Ye Huan's strength was easily on par with—or above—the butler's!
*Oh no, we kicked a steel plate this time...* Jin Jiu thought to himself.
"I gave you a chance, but you didn't know how to cherish it."
Picking up the Tang blade the butler had dropped when he bounced backward in agony, Ye Huan slowly advanced toward the butler, his voice ice-cold.
"Don't come any closer..."
Panicking, the butler hopped backward frantically on his single leg as he stammered, "I'm leaving! I'll disappear from your sight right now..."
Before he could finish, his back slammed against the television set—he had nowhere left to run!
"Take one last look at this world."
With chilling indifference, Ye Huan swung his slaughtering blade.
The butler's face contorted with ultimate terror and regret before his head rolled across the floor, fresh blood gushing from his severed neck like a fountain.
"Ah..."
Seeing Ye Huan actually kill the butler—and in such a horrific, decapitating fashion—Jin Jiu and Jin Peng shrieked in terror.
At last, they fully grasped that Ye Huan was no ordinary person.
Which ordinary person would dare kill someone? And do it with such ruthless, casual ease, as if taking lives was second nature to them?
"Why is it that in this world, so many people always think they have too many lives to spare?"
Wielding the blade, Ye Huan turned his gaze to Jin Jiu and asked, "Now do you believe I have the ability to cripple you?"
Jin Jiu dropped heavily to his knees with a thud: "Spare my life! Spare me! I have money, I have lots of money! As long as you don't kill me, whatever you want, I'll give it to you..."
As a veteran overlord who had dominated the underground world, Jin Jiu understood the art of bending with the wind. When facing someone weaker, he used thunderous, ruthless methods; when facing someone stronger, kneeling, begging, and throwing money at the problem—he would do whatever it took to stay alive.
"You deserve to die!"
Walking up to Jin Jiu, Ye Huan raised the slaughtering blade high.
Originally, he hadn't intended to kill anyone today. But since the butler was already dead, he might as well finish off Jin Jiu as well—consider it doing a good deed by ridding Pengcheng of this public scourge!
"Stay your blade!"