Yan Ping was a master of fire; how could he suddenly catch fire himself?
Roar—
Yan Ping, engulfed in flames, let out a furious roar, his voice laced with pain!
Fortunately, Yan Ping was adept with fire, and after a few breaths, the flames subsided.
However, all the hair on his body had been burned clean off.
His face, arms, and body also suffered burns in multiple places, emitting a scent of cooked meat.
But upon seeing the dense blisters covering him and the bloody, mangled patches, his pitiful state was enough to induce nausea.
Yan Ping's burly body trembled slightly, indicating the agony caused by the flames.
“Yan Ping, what happened?”
Feng Zhan’s expression turned somewhat grim as he asked.
Yan Ping remained silent, glancing at Ye Kunlun with a mixture of hatred and fear in his eyes. https:/
As a fire master, he knew just how terrifying the flames had been moments ago!
Upon seeing Yan Ping’s gaze, Feng Zhan understood.
He hadn't expected Ye Kunlun to act against Yan Ping so stealthily, which gave him a new understanding of Ye Kunlun’s strength.
However, he had no evidence, making it difficult to confront Ye Kunlun over this matter.
“Ye Kunlun, I will avenge Elder Zhou’s death,” Feng Zhan said, regaining his composure, his gaze fixed coldly on Ye Kunlun.
“Oh.”
Ye Kunlun responded nonchalantly, mockingly adding, “I didn’t expect you to be such a filial descendant. If Zhou Lie were alive, he would surely be touched to hear your words. Truly admirable!”
Ye Kunlun’s sarcastic remarks fueled Feng Zhan’s anger.
He knew this was not the time to clash with Ye Kunlun, as any confrontation would disrupt his plans.
“What’s the use of sharp words?” Feng Zhan retorted coldly. “Don’t think you can do whatever you please in the capital just because you are a disciple of that elder.”
Ye Kunlun’s eyes narrowed with killing intent as he faced Feng Zhan’s provocation, “Feng Zhan, if you wish to die, I can grant your wish right now, do you believe me?”
Ye Kunlun’s powerful aura directly suppressed the fierce killing intent that Feng Zhan had cultivated on the battlefield.
Feng Zhan sensed a terrifying pressure emanating from Ye Kunlun.
He couldn’t fathom how Ye Kunlun, despite being in his early twenties and supposedly that elder’s disciple, possessed such formidable power!
However, having just returned, there were matters he needed to investigate, and it was not advisable to entangle himself with Ye Kunlun.
Suppressing the rage in his heart, Feng Zhan glanced at Feng Xiaoyang beside him and reprimanded, “What are you standing there for? Hurry up and come home with me!”
With that, Feng Zhan, along with the injured Yan Ping, departed.
Feng Xiaoyang harbored deep resentment towards Ye Kunlun, having expected Feng Zhan to help him exact revenge.
Instead, Feng Zhan had ordered him to leave!
Despite his unwillingness, Feng Xiaoyang dared not defy Feng Zhan, so he covered his face and followed.
No one had expected the seemingly smooth social gathering to end in such a fashion.
Xiao Wei, Xin Xin, and Xiao Meng watched from the side, stunned.
They had all heard about Feng Xiaoyang’s father; after all, Feng Xiaoyang was a prominent figure at school.
Yet, they never imagined that Feng Zhan, one of the three generals of the Donghai Military Region, would be forced to retreat by Ye Kunlun.
Judging by the display just now, Feng Zhan clearly had reservations about Ye Kunlun.
For a moment, their curiosity and speculation about Ye Kunlun’s identity soared.
Tang Tangtang finally came back to her senses; the events that had transpired felt like a dream.
Not only had Feng Xiaoyang been slapped by Feng Zhan, but Feng Zhan himself seemed to have been driven back by Ye Kunlun.
The little girl’s eyes sparkled with admiration for Ye Kunlun.
“Tangtang, tell us the truth, who exactly is your boyfriend?”
Xiao Wei quickly tugged at Tang Tangtang. “Why does it seem like Feng Xiaoyang’s father is hesitant to offend him?”
“Oh dear.” Tang Tangtang pushed Xiao Wei’s hand away. “I usually don’t inquire about my boyfriend’s affairs. Since Feng Xiaoyang has left, I don’t think this gathering will continue as planned.”
Tang Tangtang said with a smug expression, “How about this, I’ll treat everyone to a meal at Longfeng Hui?”
The three of them’s eyes lit up at the mention of dining at Longfeng Hui.
Ye Kunlun, however, frowned. Now that Feng Xiaoyang’s issue was resolved, there was no longer any need for him to pretend to be Tang Tangtang’s boyfriend.
“Come with me for a moment!”
Without regard for Tang Tangtang’s willingness, Ye Kunlun grabbed her arm and pulled her aside.
“Feng Xiaoyang won’t bother you anymore. You can go eat with your roommates; I have other matters to attend to.”
Ye Kunlun looked at Tang Tangtang helplessly.
Tang Tangtang pouted, her cheeks flushing slightly, “Can’t I treat you to a meal?”
“I genuinely have something to do,” Ye Kunlun said, his head aching. Tang Zhuozhuo was truly adept at creating trouble for him.
If Feng Xiaoyang wasn't Feng Zhan's son, he would never have come today.
And certainly wouldn’t have pretended to be Tang Tangtang’s boyfriend.
“What could you possibly have to do? I think you just don’t want to spend time with me,” Tang Tangtang said, glaring at Ye Kunlun indignantly, her earlier good mood vanishing instantly.
“I say, girl, didn’t you dislike me quite a bit before?” Ye Kunlun said speechlessly, looking at Tang Tangtang. “Now that Feng Xiaoyang is gone, and no one is bothering you, why are you still clinging to me?”
As he said this, Ye Kunlun leaned closer to Tang Tangtang, his tone becoming somewhat seductive, “Could it be that you’ve fallen for me, you little thing?”
“Ah, what nonsense are you spouting!”
Upon hearing this, Tang Tangtang immediately became flustered, reaching out to hit Ye Kunlun’s arm twice. “I’m not talking to you anymore. You do your thing.”
With that, Tang Tangtang turned and walked back towards the trio of Xiao Wei without looking back.
Ye Kunlun chuckled triumphantly, confident that he could handle a mere young girl.
Meanwhile.
Inside a military jeep.
Feng Zhan, exuding a palpable aura of dominance, sat beside a trembling Feng Xiaoyang, who dared not even breathe loudly.
He wasn't foolish; he now understood that Ye Kunlun’s identity was far from ordinary.
“Do you know why I hit you?” Feng Zhan turned to look at his son, his voice tinged with anger.
“I… I was too impulsive,” Feng Xiaoyang replied.
“It’s good that you know!” Feng Zhan’s expression softened somewhat. “If you had fired that shot, you would be a corpse right now.”
Feng Xiaoyang shivered, a hint of fear appearing on his face. “Dad, who exactly is that person? How can even you…”
The words ‘fear him’ remained unspoken by Feng Xiaoyang.
Because, as far back as he could remember, he had never seen his father fear anyone.
“Fear him, you say?” Feng Zhan uttered the words Feng Xiaoyang couldn’t, and did not seem angry.
Feng Xiaoyang nodded, “I’m just a bit confused. What is his identity? I’ve never heard of such a prominent figure in the capital, and how did he end up by Tang Tangtang’s side…”
“Your Grandpa Zhou was killed by him!”
Feng Zhan said coldly, “And yet he is still unharmed. For now, we can only temporarily avoid his sharp edge!”