Feng Qi's voice arrived before he did.
In an instant, over a dozen people rushed to the restaurant entrance, lining up on both sides.
Feng Wenhai pushed Feng Qi into the restaurant.
Feng Wenhai's face was ashen as he glared at Ye Kunlun and Mo Ziyan, his anger unconcealed.
"Ye, I've already spoken to Chuxue, and she told me to teach you a good lesson!"
Feng Wenhai sneered repeatedly, his anger intensifying as he looked at Ye Kunlun's composed demeanor.
"Since Chuxue said so, then as her uncle, I naturally have to discipline the man for her."
As he spoke, Feng Wenhai glanced at Mo Ziyan beside Ye Kunlun.
He couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion, understanding why Feng Qi harbored ill intentions towards Mo Ziyan.
Even he felt a certain allure upon seeing Mo Ziyan.
He secretly harbored a thought, believing that after dealing with Ye Kunlun, he wouldn't mind enjoying such beauty himself.
"That's nonsense! Sister Yun would never let you discipline Brother Kunlun!"
Mo Ziyan, finding Feng Wenhai and Feng Qi's demeanor utterly repulsive, couldn't help but speak up.
Feng Wenhai coldly eyed Ye Kunlun, "Ye, I'll give you a chance to apologize. Kneel and apologize to my son, then let my men break your legs, and we'll let this matter go!"
Ye Kunlun looked at the arrogant Feng Wenhai with indifferent eyes. In his view, Feng Wenhai wasn't even worth the title of a clown.
Ye Kunlun took Mo Ziyan's hand and walked towards Feng Wenhai, saying faintly, "What right do you have to speak to me like that?"
As he spoke, Ye Kunlun casually pulled a snow willow from a nearby hotel vase.
Feng Wenhai was taken aback. He had over a dozen men with him, yet Ye Kunlun dared to challenge him.
"Do you think I'm bluffing?"
Feng Wenhai continued to sneer, "Ye..."
*Whoosh—*
Before Feng Wenhai could finish speaking, the snow willow in Ye Kunlun's hand whipped across Feng Wenhai's face like a vine.
Instantly, the left side of Feng Wenhai's cheek split open, as if his entire face had been ripped apart.
Ahhhh!!
Feng Wenhai let out a heart-wrenching, piercing scream.
Ye Kunlun showed no mercy.
From Feng Qi's behavior, it was evident that Feng Wenhai was not a qualified father.
Furthermore, he had been amassing wealth under Yun Chuxue's name.
Ye Kunlun considered it a favor to teach him a lesson!
"Hit him, hit him hard!"
Feng Wenhai clutched his torn cheek, cold sweat pouring down his face, his body trembling.
The bodyguards charged towards Ye Kunlun.
With a gentle flick of the snow willow in his hand, Ye Kunlun struck the first two men who rushed forward, sending them flying.
*Crack crack—*
The whip in his hand was like a life-snatching steel cable. Ye Kunlun dispatched the dozen or so bodyguards with ease in just a few swings.
Feng Qi trembled in fear, while Feng Wenhai was utterly dumbfounded.
Although Feng Qi had mentioned Ye Kunlun's fighting prowess, these bodyguards had been hired at a high price recently.
Yet, they proved to be so easily defeated!
Feng Wenhai's desire to kill Ye Kunlun was palpable, but he was currently helpless against him.
"Ye, you just wait, we're not finished with this!"
Feng Wenhai endured the pain and fiercely threatened Ye Kunlun.
"Scram!"
Ye Kunlun let out a cold roar.
"Mr. Ye, have you encountered any trouble?"
Zhang Jiming, who was about to sit down for a meal, saw the situation unfolding and walked over. By the time he arrived, Ye Kunlun had already dealt with everyone.
Zhang Jiming asked as he approached.
Before Ye Kunlun could speak, Feng Wenhai's eyes lit up.
Although he hadn't interacted with Zhang Jiming, he recognized him, as Zhang Jiming was in charge of the economy in Jicheng.
"Deputy Commander Zhang."
Feng Wenhai said, covering his face, "I didn't expect you to be here. This is wonderful. I must ask you to preside over justice."
Feng Wenhai glared viciously at Ye Kunlun, confident that with Zhang Jiming's intervention, Ye Kunlun would surely face dire consequences.
Zhang Jiming frowned. He didn't recognize Feng Wenhai at all.
Seeing Zhang Jiming's expression, Feng Wenhai quickly explained, "Deputy Commander Zhang, I am Feng Wenhai of the Feng family in Jicheng. Yun Chuxue is my niece."
"Miss Yun is your niece?"
Zhang Jiming was taken aback, then glanced at Ye Kunlun.
Having been in the political arena for so long, he was astute enough to realize that Ye Kunlun and Feng Wenhai had no prior connection and their relationship was ordinary.
He knew better than anyone that the reason Yun Chuxue received such preferential treatment in Jicheng and even Dongshan Prefecture was all thanks to Ye Kunlun.
Without Ye Kunlun, who in Jicheng would even know of Yun Chuxue?
"Yes, Yun Chuxue is my niece."
Feng Wenhai beamed and quickly complained to Zhang Jiming, "Deputy Commander Zhang, this fellow Ye is out with other women behind my niece's back, so I brought people to teach him a lesson.
Unexpectedly, he acted so ruthlessly, not even respecting me, his uncle."
"That's not true!"
Mo Ziyan became anxious upon hearing this, fearing that Zhang Jiming would believe Feng Wenhai's words.
"Deputy Governor Zhang, last night on my way back to the hotel, Feng Qi harassed me, and I taught him a lesson. Today, they've come to cause trouble for me and Brother Kunlun."
"Nonsense!"
Feng Wenhai retorted sharply, "I think you're not a good person. You must be this seductive creature who hooked up with my son..."
*Slap—*
The snow willow in Ye Kunlun's hand shot out with a swoosh, striking the other side of Feng Wenhai's cheek.
Ahhhh!!
Feng Wenhai nearly fainted from the pain. Both sides of his cheeks felt as if they had been split by a knife.
"Feng Wenhai, you're asking for death!"
Ye Kunlun finally felt a murderous intent. The audacity to smear Mo Ziyan's name was simply courting death.
"Deputy Governor Zhang, you, you see what happened. You must uphold justice for me!"
Feng Wenhai, enduring the intense pain, looked at Zhang Jiming with bloodshot eyes.
Zhang Jiming took a deep look at Feng Wenhai, then said to his secretary, "Secretary Zhang, within an hour, I want all the information on the Feng family and their business partners!"
"Yes!"
Secretary Zhang responded.
Feng Wenhai's face lit up with joy. As long as he could latch onto Zhang Jiming, his Feng family would surely soar in Jicheng, even without Yun Chuxue.
But the next second, he was dumbfounded.
"Mr. Ye, please rest assured, I will thoroughly investigate the Feng family."
Zhang Jiming was respectful towards Ye Kunlun, as if afraid that any delay in handling the matter would displease Ye Kunlun.
"If the Feng family has any violations or improprieties in their business dealings..."
Zhang Jiming deliberately drew out his words, needing Ye Kunlun's affirmative response and also to gauge Ye Kunlun's attitude.
"Handle it as it should be handled!"
Ye Kunlun said calmly.
"Mr. Ye, please be assured, Jicheng's business environment has always emphasized fairness, and we will not tolerate shady dealings!"
People like Feng Wenhai would undoubtedly conduct their businesses unscrupulously.
As long as he ordered an investigation, a heap of problems could be uncovered in minutes, making the annihilation of the Feng family as simple as crushing an ant.
"Zhang, Deputy Commander Zhang, you, you might be mistaken..."
Feng Wenhai trembled.