"How come I can’t come to Lin Tian City?" Ye Feng looked at Zheng Yonggang, his gaze unbelievably calm, like still water, but this calmness significantly increased Zheng Yonggang’s pressure.
Above his forehead, beads of sweat slid down incessantly; he had never dreamed that the person who had beaten his son was this terrifying figure!
Zheng Yonggang was suddenly at a loss for words, his mind frantically trying to arrange his language, but he didn’t know where to start.
Seeing that Zheng Yonggang hadn’t made a move against Ye Feng, Zheng Xi anxiously yelled out, pointing at Ye Feng, "Dad, what are you hesitating for? It’s this bastard who looks down on us, father and son. Teach him a lesson, break his limbs!"
"This crazy guy has kicked a steel plate; let’s see how arrogant he can be now..."
People around them watched Ye Feng with schadenfreude, pointing and commenting.
Wu Kexin and Zhao Ziming cast pleading looks towards Lin Shiyu, hoping that Lin Shiyu could help Ye Feng.
Lin Shiyu, helpless, squeezed out a smile and looked at Zheng Yonggang, "Mr. Zheng, I think there’s been a misunderstanding today. How about we go to my office, sit down, and talk it over. What do you think?"
"Misunderstanding! Your mom’s misunderstanding! I’ve been beaten up by this bastard, and you dare say it’s a misunderstanding!" Zheng Xi immediately exploded, his eyes showing a hint of madness, "Dad, kill him, I want this bastard to be worse than me..."
Zheng Yonggang roared, his voice resonating like a shockwave!
Zheng Xi hadn’t even finished his sentence when Zheng Yonggang cut him off.
"I’m going to kill you, you little beast!" Zheng Yonggang, veins bulging on his forehead, strode forward and immediately rushed to Zheng Xi, kicking him directly in the face.
Zheng Yonggang was considered an elite in Southern Border, his strength unimaginable to ordinary people.
As his foot landed, Zheng Xi’s face instantly contorted, his body uncontrollable, rolling backward five or six times before coming to a stop.
The entire venue fell silent, the space seemingly frozen.
Everyone present gaped, dumbfounded by the scene.
Everyone thought Ye Feng was done for; however, no one expected Zheng Yonggang to strike his own son, and so ferociously!
Zheng Xi was in complete disarray, and it took him a moment to recover, filled with shock and unwillingness.
"Dad, why are you hitting me? Hit this bastard!" Zheng Xi pointed at Ye Feng and shouted loudly.
"I am hitting you!" Zheng Yonggang roared, quickly stepping up to Zheng Xi.
He raised his right hand and fiercely slapped Zheng Xi across the face.
"Smack!" The crisp and loud slap echoed clearly in everyone’s ears.
"It’s because you keep causing trouble for me!" Zheng Yonggang said while continuously slapping Zheng Xi.
"Dad! Stop hitting me, please stop!" Zheng Xi screamed miserably, constantly begging for mercy.
But Zheng Yonggang had no intention of stopping.
The heart-wrenching screams continued to echo, shocking the surrounding onlookers.
This was completely different from everyone’s expectations.
Originally, it was thought that when Zheng Yonggang arrived, Ye Feng would no longer be arrogant, but who would have thought that the one who couldn’t be arrogant was still Zheng Xi; nothing had changed.
Even the slowest people realized that Ye Feng was no ordinary person and even a big shot that Zheng Yonggang dared not offend.
"Dad, stop hitting me, please, I’m begging you, I know I was wrong!" Zheng Xi cried and howled continuously.
"Wrong? I don’t think you even know where you went wrong!" Zheng Yonggang still had no intention of stopping, continuing to hit Zheng Xi.
Ye Feng watched this scene, his heart clear, knowing that although Zheng Yonggang was hitting hard, he was careful with his strength.
These were all just superficial injuries for Zheng Xi, and it wouldn’t severely injure him.
At this moment, Zheng Xi felt his heart pound in trepidation, his fear far exceeding his pain. He understood that the person who had really kicked a steel plate today wasn’t Ye Feng, but himself.
"Dad, I really know I was wrong, don’t hit me anymore, I truly know I was wrong, I apologize to this brother. I shouldn’t have provoked him, and I need to apologize to Mr. Lin too, I shouldn’t have come to their company’s building and blocked their entrance, Dad, please stop!" Zheng Xi kept begging, thoroughly terrified.
"Hmph, even if you know you were wrong, they might not forgive you!" Although Zheng Yonggang said this, he finally stopped beating Zheng Xi.
Zheng Xi hurriedly looked at Zhao Ziming, Ye Feng, and Lin Shiyu, "Brother, I apologize for my reckless actions earlier, I shouldn’t have attacked you; Mr. Lin, I shouldn’t have blocked your company’s gate, I promise I’ll never do it again..."
After hearing Zheng Xi’s words, Lin Shiyu shook her head, clearly not completely settled down yet, showing a small smile, "Since that’s the case, let it go."
Zhao Ziming also nodded, "Yeah, I wasn’t really affected by it anyway."
Seeing Zheng Xi currently far more miserable than himself, Zhao Ziming’s humiliation and anger had already vanished.
At this moment, both Zheng Xi and Zheng Yonggang’s eyes turned towards Ye Feng; they knew that the decisive word still lay with him.
Ye Feng remained utterly calm, showing no hint of emotion.
The calmer Ye Feng was, the more terrified Zheng Yonggang became, cautiously stepping forward before Ye Feng, showing a beseeching look, his voice trembling slightly, "Team... team leader... please forgive me..."
Ye Feng lowered his head in thought and did not answer immediately. Seeing Ye Feng’s appearance, Zheng Yonggang’s heart rose to his throat, his sweat flowing continuously, in extreme panic.