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As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, Bai Shaofeng’s expression darkened. Who could remain indifferent to such cold sarcasm? Yet he cared little for it; it was obvious Ye Feng was struggling in vain. Bai Shaofeng looked at him and sneered, “Who do you think you are? Just an orphan. Do you think you’re remarkable with Luo Ming and Xu Wen backing you up? You’re nothing but trash. I wouldn’t even need to lift a finger to get rid of you. Who do you think you are?”

He stood up, turned to Bai Weiqi nearby, and snorted, “Let’s go. Since this bastard doesn’t appreciate goodwill, we don’t need to pay him anything. Don’t worry about it—while I’m here, no one will dare touch you.”

Bai Weiqi had been barely able to contain himself; seeing his father had already turned against Ye Feng, he felt relieved. He had long disliked Ye Feng, and now, unrestrained, he glared at Ye Feng and cursed, “Damn you! You shameless bastard, next time I’ll show you what I can do! Scum!”

“Next time?” Ye Feng’s face had already turned pale from the words of these two. He hated hearing those words from others, and they kept repeating them. He responded coldly, “You won’t get another chance…”

“You…” Bai Weiqi started to retort, but was stopped by Bai Shaofeng’s gesture. Bai Shaofeng sneered, “What gives a little bastard like you the right to say that? Do you really have the guts to go against the Bai family?” He spat twice, full of contempt.

“If you want the Bai family to be left without heirs, don’t blame me,” Ye Feng pointed directly at Bai Weiqi, his tone calm. “Do you really think you can protect your beastly son?”

“Damn it…” Bai Weiqi, likened to something less than an animal, could no longer endure it. Knowing his father was backing him up, he had no scruples. He looked around, grabbed a chair, and prepared to smash it.

Bai Shaofeng felt uneasy hearing Ye Feng’s words. Ye Feng was disturbingly calm, far beyond what someone his age should be. Seeing Bai Weiqi about to lash out, Bai Shaofeng tried to stop him, but it was too late.

As Bai Weiqi raised the chair to strike, Ye Feng quickly approached, seized the chair with one hand, and, without exerting much force, held it firmly. No matter how hard Bai Weiqi tried, he couldn’t budge the chair, his face reddening from the effort.

Bai Shaofeng hurried to order Bai Weiqi to stop, knowing there were cameras in the hospital and that Bai Weiqi had started the fight. If Ye Feng retaliated, it would be considered self-defense.

Before Bai Shaofeng could speak, Ye Feng directed a small current of bioelectricity through the chair, causing Bai Weiqi to release it instantly.

Before Bai Weiqi could recover from the shock, Ye Feng smashed the chair over his head, splitting it open and immediately drawing blood.

But Ye Feng wasn’t done. He reached out, gripped Bai Weiqi’s throat, and slowly lifted him off the ground. Bai Weiqi, feet dangling, struggled to breathe, clawing desperately at Ye Feng’s hand. Ye Feng’s strength was beyond that of an ordinary person, and the more Bai Weiqi struggled, the faster he used up his oxygen, quickly losing consciousness.

“If you dare hurt him, I’ll make you pay with your life!” Bai Shaofeng was now terrified. He feared nothing else, only that Ye Feng, in a fit of rage, might kill his son. Even if Ye Feng paid with his own life, his son would still be lost.

Seeing his shouts were useless, Bai Shaofeng lunged forward, trying to pry Ye Feng’s hand away.

But he miscalculated again. His efforts were in vain; Ye Feng’s hand was like iron, showing no sign of releasing Bai Weiqi.

Ye Feng ignored the Bai father and son. He wouldn’t kill Bai Weiqi outright—it would be too easy for him and would dirty his own hands.

Bai Shaofeng kept struggling to pry Ye Feng’s hand open, but Bai Weiqi was almost gone. Ye Feng finally tossed Bai Weiqi aside with disdain.

Whether it was Ye Feng’s precision or Bai Weiqi’s misfortune, Bai Weiqi crashed straight into the door, the handle striking his back, leaving him writhing in pain and unable to get up.

Bai Shaofeng’s face was livid. He hadn’t expected Ye Feng to actually dare to attack so ruthlessly. He hurried to the door, checked Bai Weiqi, and saw that, fortunately, only some skin had been broken, with no serious injuries.

Yet this was a direct slap in Bai Shaofeng’s face—beating his son right in front of him. Wasn’t this the ultimate humiliation? “Do you really think I won’t kill you?” Bai Shaofeng roared furiously.

Xu Ze, seeing Bai Shaofeng’s ashen face, gave a cold, mocking laugh. “What’s wrong? Feeling heartache now?”

“How much suffering has your son really endured? Over the years, how many heinous crimes has he committed? How many young men and women have died at his hands? Do you know the agony their parents feel?” Ye Feng said coldly. “Don’t think you’ve covered your tracks. Haven’t you heard the saying: ‘The net of heaven is vast and nothing escapes it’?”

“You…” Bai Shaofeng shuddered at Ye Feng’s words. Did Ye Feng really know something?

“Hey, Bai Shaofeng has arrived, so impressive—shouting and raging in the ward!” This time it was Qin Qiong speaking. Ye Feng hadn’t disturbed them when he got up, but Bai Shaofeng’s shouting had woken them, and they hurried in to join the fray.

“Who are you?” Bai Shaofeng’s discerning gaze was far sharper than Ai Zhongtang’s, instantly recognizing the exceptional presence of the three young men who entered.

Qin Qiong and his companions said nothing, quietly lining up beside Ye Feng. Having just woken, they weren’t sure what had transpired between Ye Feng and Bai Shaofeng, so they chose not to speak, simply coming to support Ye Feng. They trusted their fourth brother could handle the situation.

“They’re with Ye Feng. They’re the ones who beat me!” Bai Weiqi, seeing things had escalated, didn’t hesitate to interject, though it was obvious his words were unnecessary.

“If I were you, I’d definitely keep my mouth shut. Looks like I didn’t beat you enough,” Ye Feng said disdainfully, casting a glance at Bai Weiqi, then snorted at Bai Shaofeng, “Do you have anything else? If not, get out!”

“You…” Bai Shaofeng was so furious he couldn’t speak. He glanced at the three men behind Ye Feng, realizing they were all robust. It was clear he would gain nothing today, neither in words nor in action.

“You just wait!” Bai Shaofeng’s eyes rolled back, lips trembling. He grabbed the still venomously glaring Bai Weiqi, flung open the door, and stormed out in a panic. Captain Wang hurriedly followed, plastering on a sheepish smile as he slipped away.

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