Supreme Son-in-Law

Chapter 1340: Chapter 1339: A Bunch of Clowns!

And just as Ye Feng got his hands on the Broken Sword, its original owner stared at him with venomous eyes, muttering under his breath, "You little bastard, just you wait. This isn’t over between us."

With that hateful look in his eyes, he turned around and stormed off.

Clearly, he had no intention of letting Ye Feng go. If he ever got the chance, he would definitely put Ye Feng to death.

...

Ye Feng probably didn’t even realize that this one trip here had actually earned him so many enemies.

But with Ye Feng’s strength, no matter how many enemies like this showed up, they simply didn’t count.

When a person’s power reaches a certain level, they gain the ability to crush everything in their path. No matter how many enemies like this come at him, they won’t be able to hurt Ye Feng in the slightest.

At today’s auction, Ye Feng bought a Broken Sword and also picked up a princess of Dianlan Country. All in all, the harvest wasn’t bad.

The items that came up later did have some value, but for Ye Feng, they were basically useless, so he didn’t bother competing.

Lilia, on the other hand, made a few bids whenever she saw something that suited her.

Right now, the Cultivation Points in Ye Feng’s hand were more than enough for her to splurge, enough for her to compete without a care, so even if she burned through quite a lot, she didn’t feel the slightest heartache.

On the contrary, whenever she felt the price was too high and was about to back off, Ye Feng would step in and buy it for her.

To Ye Feng, Cultivation Points were nothing. If he ran out, he could just go win some more.

But if Lilia failed to buy what she wanted and ended up in a bad mood, that would be a real loss.

Lilia bought a few items, none of them very expensive, spending just over ten thousand in total.

"Let’s go!" Seeing that the auction was about to wrap up, Ye Feng gave a brief signal, then prepared to take Lilia and Mi Yana and leave.

At first, Mi Yana wasn’t too willing, but when she saw how decisively Ye Feng was walking off, she stomped her foot and followed.

Honestly, she was already starting to regret it—regretting using that sort of condition to ask Ye Feng to help her get the crown.

But she also knew very well that without the crown, if she offended Ye Feng on top of that, her ending would definitely be indescribably miserable.

Not only would Ye Feng never let her off, even Mi Yasa wouldn’t easily forgive her. That crown might very well be her only chance to turn the tables.

So she gritted her teeth and decisively followed along.

"Let’s go, back now!" After they left the auction hall and saw there was nothing else interesting in this manor, Ye Feng prepared to take Lilia and leave.

As for whether Mi Yana would follow, Ye Feng honestly couldn’t care less.

In Ye Feng’s eyes, if Mi Yana was willing, things between them could continue.

If Mi Yana really didn’t want to, Ye Feng absolutely wouldn’t force her. This kind of thing, he would never force.

So Ye Feng and Lilia simply got into the car on their own.

Seeing that Ye Feng had no intention of calling her into the car, Mi Yana froze on the spot.

’That bastard...’ She stomped her foot and cursed inwardly, then hurried into the car.

Because she knew very clearly that if she didn’t get in quickly, Ye Feng might really drive off. She didn’t believe for a second that Ye Feng would wait for her for long.

Seeing this, the corner of Ye Feng’s mouth lifted slightly. He knew Mi Yana had completely compromised.

’Looks like... even a princess has no choice but to become his woman.’ Lilia also smiled at the scene, her admiration and worship of Ye Feng rising even higher.

In her mind, a princess was always someone high above, how could she possibly end up like them?

But she hadn’t expected Mi Yana to actually get into the car, willingly throwing herself into Ye Feng’s arms, willingly becoming Ye Feng’s woman.

Thinking that from now on, her status and the princess’s status were basically the same, no real difference, she felt even more pleased with herself.

"They’ve left!"

"Headed toward XX Road!"

...

Just as Ye Feng and the others had one foot out the door, people in the back were already quickly reporting Ye Feng’s movements.

And it wasn’t just one group; there were several.

All of them had been commissioned by various parties to keep an eye on Ye Feng and the others.

At the same time, inside the manor, Duke Mitchell was in a towering rage, viciously "disciplining" the few troublemakers who had disrupted the auction.

"Ah!"

"Aaah!!"

Amid a chorus of screams, the few of them were beaten until their skin split and flesh burst, utterly miserable.

"Duke, we were wrong, please spare us this once."

"Duke! We really didn’t say anything, it was all his doing, it has nothing to do with us!"

"Duke! We told him not to do it, but he insisted on driving the price up. We couldn’t stop him!"

Beaten to the point they couldn’t take it anymore, the three of them started begging for mercy one after another.

At the same time, that man’s two subordinates sold him out without hesitation, trying to trade his life for their own safety.

"Cut them into eight pieces and throw them into the sea to feed the sharks." Duke Mitchell had no intention of letting them go.

Indeed, he felt his dignity had been provoked. If he didn’t deal with this severely, people like this would only grow in number.

So he would absolutely not allow anyone to cause trouble on his turf. He would absolutely not allow this to happen again.

"No... Duke, please don’t!"

"Spare us, Duke! We’re innocent!"

"Your Grace, as long as you spare me, I’ll do anything you want in the future."

Hearing this sentence, the three of them panicked completely, dropping to their knees and begging desperately for their lives.

But Duke Mitchell felt no sympathy. Instead, he waved his hand impatiently, signaling his men to drag them out.

"Damn things, daring to challenge my authority, daring to stir up trouble on my turf—you deserve to die." As the three were taken away, Duke Mitchell continued to roar in anger, venting his displeasure loudly.

"By the way, how’s the matter with the War God arranged?" He turned to look at the people beside him and asked with concern.

"In the end, Mr. War God only spent a thousand Cultivation Points to buy the Broken Sword and gave its original owner a lesson." The staff next to him replied truthfully.

"Heh, trying to use such a clumsy trick to set up Mr. War God, he really did deserve a lesson." Duke Mitchell nodded.

"But it seems that guy is still unwilling to let it go and has apparently sent people to tail Mr. War God." The staff member reported the situation outside as it was.

"There’s an idiot like that?" Hearing this, Mitchell immediately laughed.

He hadn’t expected someone to still dare provoke Ye Feng, to actually want to cause trouble for Ye Feng? They really were sick of living.

"Truly overestimating themselves. There’ll be a good show today." Muttering to himself, Mitchell stopped paying attention to the matter.

In his eyes, anyone daring to lay a hand on Ye Feng was already a dead man walking...