Chapter Eighty-four: Wen Rujian's Fury

  Feng Sicheng didn't say a word and made his move, which really gave off a strong and domineering aura. Duan Yunpeng also came to his senses, knowing that discussing identities at this time was pointless, so he decided to take care of the security guards first.

  Duan Yunpeng's skills were not weak either, otherwise his younger brother Duan Yunyue would have been beaten by Feng Sicheng and called him for help. Now that they had started fighting, he knew it was pointless to say anything, so he might as well fight first and talk later. With this in mind, he swung his arm at the security guard who rushed towards him, and a fierce battle ensued.

  Feng Siche and Duan Yunpeng were both trained by good masters since childhood, although they may not be as skilled as professional bodyguards in terms of martial arts, they are still capable of handling a few ordinary people.

  The two people cooperated extremely well, and they didn't even need to discuss it before they had their backs against each other. Without any worries, the two of them were able to fully display their skills, and with a flurry of punches and kicks, the four or five security guards who came rushing over were no match for them. Before they could even see how the two people made their moves, they were all knocked to the ground.

  Song Mingyuan, who had been knocked to the ground, was helped up by Yu Qiang. He had originally wanted to teach Duan Yunpeng a lesson, but he hadn't expected that these two could actually fight, and even four or five security guards combined were no match for them. Suddenly enraged, he loudly shouted at a nearby female waitress, "Quickly, call all the club's security over! I want to make him look good. And also, take these two women away too!" Just then, he saw Miao Zihuan's face reveal a faint smile, and in that moment, he felt disdained by her. His anger grew even greater.

  Men are always stubborn and would rather suffer in silence, especially when they're in front of a beautiful woman. Now that he's lost face in front of Miao Zihuan, how can he not be furious?

  The waitress looked at Song Mingyi's bloody face and shouted loudly, immediately scaring her into nodding repeatedly before running out. Song Mingyi knew that reinforcements were coming soon, so he coldly smiled at Duan Yunpeng and the others, saying, "Hmph, none of you will leave, just wait and see what I'll do to you."

  "Cut, who's afraid of whom." Duan Yunpeng had a nonchalant expression and was about to find a seat to sit down first. He wanted to see how a nobody like Song Mingyi dared to treat him.

  Feng Si Zhe thought for a moment, then saw Song Mingyi's face turn red. He knew that if things continued, there would be no good outcome. He wasn't afraid, but Miao Zi Huan and Xu Na were here, and it was inevitable that they would be affected by the situation. So he took a step forward to stand in front of Miao Zi Huan and Xu Na, saying: "You've also seen that the situation is not good. Now you should leave quickly, let us handle things."

  Facing Feng Si Zhe's kind reminder, Xu Na naturally nodded. She was the only one here who knew Song Mingyi. Although Song Mingyi didn't have a strong family background, it was said that he had a good relationship with Wen Rujian of the Wen family. If he were to invite people from the Wen family over, they might end up in trouble. It's better to have fewer troubles than more, so she decided to leave first.

  Miao Zihuan, who had never liked to cause trouble, was not afraid of it at all. Especially when Song Mingyi just pointed at her and said he would also keep her behind, she suddenly got a bit angry. Facing Feng Sichao's kind advice, she first nodded to express gratitude, then said in a firm tone, "I won't leave, I want to see what they can do to me."

  Miao Zihuan returned to the country years ago and has not appeared in public since then, even during Chinese New Year. She was recovering from a cold at home and nobody knew about her situation. However, this does not mean she is an easy target. She believes that if Song Mingyi dares to do something to her, her family will make sure he regrets it for the rest of his life and will also shut down his restaurant, Long'an Western Restaurant.

  It was precisely because of her strong family background that Miao Zihuan did not have the timid and fearful nature of Xu Na, on the contrary, she stood up from her seat and stepped on the leg of a security guard who was lying on the ground next to her.

  "Ah!" The security guard let out a pained cry, this time he felt that his leg must have been broken.

  Watching Miao Zihuan's performance, Feng Sicheng involuntarily took a step back. "Good heavens, indeed women are tigers. Once they unleash their power, it's really not small." He sighed in his heart and even thought that if this kick was aimed a bit higher, stepping on that part might have resulted in the birth of an eunuch.

  Miao Zihuan kicked a security guard with one foot, causing him to cry out in pain. Feng Sicheng also involuntarily took a step back. Seeing this made her feel very pleased. "Hmph, how's that? Do you still dare to look down on women?"

  Feng Si Zhe naturally did not know what Miao Zi Han would think, because at this time the real master who was hiding behind the scenes, Wen Ru Jian, had already walked from upstairs into the first floor hall.

  An ancient saying goes, "There are three urgent matters for a person." Just now, Wen Ruxian was like a sword as he walked out of the package room and had some urinary urgency. He took advantage of the opportunity to go to the toilet, but no one expected that during this brief moment, the situation on the scene would change like this. Song Mingyuan's face was covered in blood as he was supported by Yu Qiang, while four or five security guards were lying on the ground, and several tables nearby were also overturned or broken due to the previous fight. The scene was extremely chaotic.

  "What...what's going on?" Wen Ruxian walked into the first floor hall with a very surprised expression.

  "Hey, it's Sword Young, what's going on? Were these people just now acting under your orders?" As soon as Wen Ruxian came out, Duan Yunpeng asked with a somewhat sarcastic tone.

  He saw the situation was not right, although he didn't think much of Duan Yunpeng, but he also knew that the Duan family wasn't one to be trifled with, and it wasn't necessary to make an enemy of them over a small matter. Now, after hearing this, he thought of speaking up and saying that this had nothing to do with him, but before he could even open his mouth, Song Mingyi, covered in blood, walked over instead. "Sword Young Master, Sword Young Master, look! I invited the young lady upstairs according to your suggestion, but who would have thought these two people suddenly appeared and not only caused trouble, but also started a fight. Sword Young Master, you must stand up for me!"

  Song Mingyi's words suddenly betrayed Wen Ruxian, and everyone knew that the mastermind behind this matter was actually Wen Ruxian.

  The text translates to:

  Wen Xian looked at Song Mingyi, who was covered in blood and still talking nonsense, and felt a surge of anger. But for a moment, he didn't know how to explain himself. Looking at Song Mingyi and Yu Qiang, both of whom were staring at him with pitiful expressions, he thought that since they had followed him, he couldn't let them down too much. So, gritting his teeth, he took everything upon himself. "Yes, it was my intention. I just found this young lady very pleasant to look at, so I wanted to invite her upstairs for a chat and make friends. What's wrong with that? What do you mean by butting in, Duan Yunpeng?"