Chapter 141 — Old Buffon's Origins
Years of Heartflutter · Page 94 of 214
"Heh heh, so long as you agree, isn't that enough?" Wang Cheng'en said with a smile. "Look—your family and the Ouyang family are a match in standing, both kings of the underworld. Once your daughter marries our Second Young Master Ouyang, it will be a union of the strong."
A union of the strong—what nonsense. Never mind how far the Ouyang family was from East Sea; take this Second Young Master Ouyang alone. He held no real power in his own household, and Sun Lin had heard a little of his sordid doings. The man was a thoroughgoing spoiled brat, a wastrel pure and simple. Marrying his daughter to such a creature was out of the question.
Sun Lin was about to refuse when Ouyang Junyuan spoke up. "Little Wang, don't talk nonsense. Who says I'm marrying her? Hasn't my father already arranged a match for me? Heh heh—I hear the girl from that family is fresh and pretty as anything. Ga-ga, just thinking about it feels good."
Wang Cheng'en silently cried disaster. His face was a mask of black lines. How could you say such a thing?
"Lao San, see them out." Sun Lin choked down the urge to curse them roundly. He waved a hand and spoke coldly.
"Wait." Yang Ce could hold back no longer. He abruptly reached out to stop Sun San, then rose to his feet and walked straight toward Ouyang Junyuan.
"Damn you, what do you think you're doing?" Ouyang Junyuan eyed Yang Ce sidelong, not taking him seriously in the least.
"You come to my door and want to take my wife off to P Province—you're taking me far too lightly." Yang Ce looked at Ouyang Junyuan and smiled coldly.
"Who the hell do you think you are? Is it your turn to speak here?" Wang Cheng'en feared Sun Lin somewhat, but he did not fear Yang Ce. In his view Yang Ce had no real ability—he was merely trying to latch onto the Sun family's power and influence.
And he had seen Yang Ce's performance that afternoon with his own eyes. If Yang Ce were truly somebody, Snake Bro would surely have told him.
How could he know that Snake Bro simply wanted nothing more to do with the matter? And it was not that he would not tell—it was that Yang Ce was far too terrifying. He dared not tell.
To be continued.
657. A Forceful Intervention
"Get out of the way, this is none of your business." Yang Ce lifted his leg and kicked Wang Cheng'en. Wang Cheng'en, who had been sitting on the sofa, felt a tremendous force slam into his chest.
Yang Ce held nothing back. There was a crack—likely Wang Cheng'en's ribs had broken—but Yang Ce did not stop there. He poured on more force, and Wang Cheng'en, together with the sofa behind him, toppled straight backward. Ouyang Junyuan, sitting on the same sofa, was dragged down with him, and the two of them sprawled flat on the floor.
Wang Cheng'en was badly hurt and could do nothing now but groan. Yang Ce had long found this fellow an eyesore. If not for the fact that they were at the Six Flavors Restaurant today, a public place, Yang Ce would have wanted to thrash him on the spot.
The sudden turn of events left everyone in the room stunned. Ouyang Junyuan was beside himself with rage. He jabbed a finger at Yang Ce and shouted, "You dare lay hands on me? Don't you know who I am? I'm telling you, kid, you're finished—unless you hand Sun Jie over to me and then crawl through my legs, I'll see your whole family wiped out!"
"Say that again." Yang Ce shot out his hand, seized Ouyang Junyuan by the collar, and hauled him up into the air. "I have two taboos," he said viciously. "One is my woman. The other is my family. Unfortunately, you've chosen to threaten me with both."
"I am the Second Young Master of the Ouyang family—you're dead!" Ouyang Junyuan was shocked and furious as he stared at Yang Ce, whose eyes had gone red. He had not expected Yang Ce to possess such strength—to lift him off the ground with one hand.