You Renxing walked into the private room with great arrogance, like a king returning home, his face tilted upwards, looking incomparably arrogant and unyielding.
He was that kind of person, one who had never suffered a loss. Even though his legs had just been broken, he didn't consider it a loss. Instead, he felt he hadn't been sufficiently prepared and had met with an unexpected setback.
No matter how he thought about it, he didn't believe his side was at a disadvantage or had suffered a great loss.
Now that his father had arrived, in this vast world, he was all that mattered.
"Weren't you very arrogant just now?"
"Weren't you going to break my legs?"
"What are you looking at? It was you who had this beauty break my legs. I'm going to break all three of yours."
You Renxing entered with some arrogance, pointing at Xia Feng with a look of indignation.
Having been beaten earlier, returning to settle the score was a common occurrence.
People were arrogant because they had sufficient backing; You Renxing was exactly like that, his father being his backing.
Just like on Earth, those arrogant people were invariably wealthy and powerful. Many of them acted with impunity, extremely arrogant.
In their eyes, ordinary people were objects to be toyed with at will.
"Your legs have healed, and your mouth has become eloquent? How did your legs heal? Let's see if they can be broken again." Xia Feng looked at the arrogant You Renxing and spoke calmly.
Li Yurou and the others paid no attention, continuing to eat their Ice Snow Rabbits.
If they didn't eat now, they wouldn't have any once they left Ice Mountain City.
As for Du Ma, his mind had long gone blank with fear.
He never imagined that he would meet the City Lord in this manner one day.
This was utterly incredible. Although he had lived in Ice Mountain City his entire life, this was the first time he had seen the City Lord.
Now that the City Lord had arrived, he was so terrified that he dared not make a sound and even forgot to greet him.
You Wende looked at Xia Feng, his face contorted with ferocity: "How dare you break my son's legs and now you speak so boldly? Do you think you are invincible in this world just because you have a woman at the early Saint Venerable stage protecting you?"
"Let alone your myopic and narrow-minded nature, your very character of hiding behind a woman is a disgrace to manhood."
You Wende began to criticize Xia Feng's faults, initiating personal attacks.
This was essentially a way of saying Xia Feng was living off women, relying on women. That was the general meaning.
After all, Xia Feng was leading five women alone, and moreover, there was a woman at the early Saint Venerable stage. Anyone would think this way.
However, Xia Feng's identity did make You Wende a bit suspicious, as someone who could have a woman at the early Saint Venerable stage protecting him was naturally not simple.
But, so what?
He was at the Great Perfection of the Saint Venerable realm. In the Saint Realm, who would fear whom?
No matter who Xia Feng was, breaking his son's legs meant he had to pay an equivalent price.
You Wende was not blinded by hatred, because he was quite certain that Xia Feng's identity was not simple, being able to have a woman at the early Saint Venerable stage protecting him was self-evident.
If he took Xia Feng's life, the implications would be entirely different.
Breaking legs only caused pain for a while; they would be healed upon return.
It was considered a retaliation, not a major issue.
"Have the father and son finished their duet? If you're done, make your move?" Xia Feng put down his chopsticks and looked at You Wende.
Seeing that the father and son had said enough, Xia Feng asked.
You Renxing immediately shouted, "Father, look how arrogant this person is!"
You Wende could naturally see how arrogant Xia Feng was, comparable to his own son.
The more this was the case, the more You Wende was convinced that Xia Feng also had a powerful background like his own.
"Young man, I don't care who stands behind you. Today, you broke my son's legs, and I won't make things too difficult for you. Break your own legs, and we'll let this matter drop. Even if your parents know about this, they won't have any objections."
You Wende began to change his tune, but breaking Xia Feng's legs was inevitable.
Otherwise, how could he face his son? What would the people outside think?
Xia Feng understood what You Wende meant. He slowly said, "There is no one behind me. I have always relied on myself. I am the person behind myself. You don't need to worry too much."
Upon hearing Xia Feng say this, You Wende's expression instantly turned cold.
He dared to be so arrogant with no one behind him?
"Are you looking for death?" You Wende's face turned ashen.
Xia Feng heard this, stood up, his Great Perfection of the Saint Emperor strength on full display, and looked at You Wende, asking:
"Tell me, how do you want me to die?"