Chapter 302: Chapter 283: Kicked the Iron Plate_1
“Damn it, are you blind? How dare you lay your hands on anyone you please!”
With a cold expression, Defu kicked Du Jitong away, then turned to look at the sowhat disheveled Daohua and Dong Yuanyao, his face betraying a speechless sentint.
He had seen his fair share of ladies acting out of line, like dressing up as n and visiting the Baixi Building, that wasn’t a big deal, but this was the first ti he had seen maids fighting a group of n in public.
No wonder his master and Master Dong’s faces had already turned ashen.
At the mont Defu charged over, Daohua and Dong Yuanyao beca sowhat stiff, catching a glimpse of Xiao Yeyang and the others not far away, both of their faces beca awkward, cursing their bad luck internally.
Why did they have to run into these people here of all places?
“What do we do now?” Dong Yuanyao nudged Daohua with her elbow, shivering at the thought of her own brother’s grim expression.
Ever since she returned from Jiguang, the discipline at ho had tightened even more.
Now being caught visiting the Baixi Building and getting into a fight, she could already imagine the storm she would face once she got ho.
Daohua hadn’t expected to encounter Xiao Yeyang and the rest here either, and she didn’t even need to turn her head to feel several angry gazes fixed on them from a distance.
In her view, visiting the Baixi Building was nothing significant, but this was ancient tis!
And they had gotten into a fight.
Bearing in mind, even in modern tis, fighting was discouraged.
At this mont, her only consolation was that her elder brother, Yan Wenxiu, wasn’t here, otherwise, this matter would definitely reach her mother and grandmother.
“Shall we…run away?”
Having been caught red-handed doing sothing wrong, she felt at a loss on how to face the situation.
Dong Yuanyao nodded vigorously.
Just as the two of them braced themselves to turn around and leave, a crowd burst out of the Baixi Building, including Du Jitong’s group and the theatre’s bouncers.
“Which bastard kicked our young master?”
“Who destroyed the great door of the Baixi Building? Who dares to run wild here, do you not want to live?”
The group ca out yelling loudly.
“It was him, he kicked the young master.”
A servant pointed at Defu, and the others imdiately raised their fists and charged at Defu.
A few ters away, outside the brothel, Xiao Yeyang and the others watched the scene, their expressions darkening.
Yan Wenkai and Su Hongxin imdiately rolled up their sleeves, “So it’s bullying with numbers, huh?” they said, and then they dashed forward, joining the fray.
Yan Wentao swiftly moved to Daohua and Dong Yuanyao’s side, shielding them as he retreated to a corner at the back to prevent accidental injuries.
Seeing her fourth brother throw a few high kicks and knock down a group of Du Jitong’s lackeys to the ground, Daohua’s eyes widened in excitent.
“My fourth brother is so cool!”
Dong Yuanyao nodded in agreent.
Yan Wentao, seeing the two still in the mood to watch the show, shook his head helplessly.
Then, Xiao Yeyang and Dong Yuanxuan ca over, looking at Daohua and Dong Yuanyao with one frowning and the other with a face as dark as iron.
At this mont, the image of Daohua and Dong Yuanyao was not good at all.
Their hairdos had co loose, and there were even injuries on both of their faces.
Seeing the blood on the corner of Daohua’s mouth, Xiao Yeyang’s gaze grew cold with anger he could hardly suppress; while Dong Yuanxuan, looking at his sister’s black eye, felt a mix of fury and distress.
Daohua and Dong Yuanyao, seeing the two approaching, imdiately lowered their heads, shrank their necks, and, without any agreent, stepped back.
Just then, the manager of the theatre ca out to assert his presence and yelled at Yan Wenkai and his group who were engaged in a fierce brawl, “Stop it all of you, storming into Baixi Building to run amok, you’ve got so nerve….”
Before he could finish his tirade, Yan Wenkai kicked him, sending the man flying.
With the manager attacked, the theatre’s enforcers could no longer sit idly by and imdiately rushed out to join the fray.
These n were far more skilled than Du Jitong’s servants, and Su Hongxin, caught off guard, ended up taking a punch.
Noticing this, Dong Yuanxuan’s brow furrowed, and he turned to Dong Yuanyao, “Stay right here!” After speaking, his gaze lingered on Daohua for a mont, indicating she was to do the sa; only then did he pick up his fan and head toward the theatre’s enforcers.
Xiao Yeyang, however, did not move, rely watching the commotion with a somber gaze.
Seeing Xiao Yeyang guarding Daohua and Dong Yuanyao, Yan Wentao also quickly jumped into the battle.
Now with only Xiao Yeyang remaining by their side, Daohua and Dong Yuanyao exchanged a bitter look. At this mont, Xiao Yeyang’s aura was sowhat overwhelming, with his eyes slightly narrowed and his complexion icy, causing fear in both young won.
Feeling Daohua’s gaze on him, Xiao Yeyang shifted his attention away from the lee.
As he looked her way, Daohua managed a stiff, awkward smile, which imdiately tugged at the wound on her lip, making her wince with a ‘hiss.’
Xiao Yeyang’s eyebrows furrowed as he reached out, intending to examine Daohua’s injury, but then rembering they were in the middle of the street, he quickly withdrew his hand and asked coldly, “Who did this?”
Daohua covered her mouth and shook her head, “Don’t know, there were too many people fighting, I didn’t see clearly.”
Xiao Yeyang’s brow twitched, his lips pressed together as if he were forcibly restraining himself.
Two young won actually brawling with a gang of servants!
Quite bold!
No, his hand was starting to itch.
Seeing his reaction, Daohua also realized she spoke out of turn and promptly shut her mouth.
Before long, Yan Wenkai and the others had knocked down both the theatre’s enforcers and Du Jitong’s servants.
Two or three dozen strong n were sprawled on the ground groaning in pain, creating quite a spectacular scene.
Bystanders who witnessed the spectacle began to nervously back away.
“Make way, make way!”
At that mont, governnt officers on patrol arrived.
The lead officer, upon seeing the people strewn across the ground, was about to scold them but paused as his eyes swept over the corner where Xiao Yeyang and the others were, his expression changing as he quickly walked over to Xiao Yeyang and bowed deeply, “Your humble servant pays respects to the Little Prince.”
The theatre manager, who did not recognize Xiao Yeyang, heard this and instantly turned pale with terror, feeling as if his heart and liver were trembling.
Xiao Yeyang nodded expressionlessly and then cast a chilling look toward Du Jitong and the others.
At that mont, Du Jitong and his companions, who had been so arrogant earlier, were trembling with fear, already regretting their actions to the point of turning green.
They should not have charged out so recklessly, engaging in combat without even seeing who the other party was.
Who would have thought they’d be so unlucky as to lay hands on the Little Prince himself?
“Creating a disturbance on the main street, lock them all up in the jail to sober up!”
Xiao Yeyang said coldly, his icy face so daunting that Du Jitong did not even have the courage to beg for rcy.
The patrolling officers began to arrest the brawlers.
anwhile, Daohua and Dong Yuanyao, seeing the commotion had even drawn the attention of the Governor’s Office, looked anxious.
“It’s over, this has gotten out of hand!”
Dong Yuanyao exclaid with a sigh, realizing that with these people taken to jail, her father would definitely find out, and her punishnt was inevitable.
Daohua glanced at Xiao Yeyang, wanting to ask him to let it go, but seeing his face so unmistakably distressed, she dared not speak.
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