Lin Feng drove his BMW to a KTV in the downtown area. He had delivered takeout here before, and the owner had even wanted to hire him to work there because he was so handsome.

Lin Feng called Lin Jie and headed to the Imperial Grand private room. Before he even reached the door, Lin Jie hurried over to meet him, his expression panicked.

Lin Feng asked in a deep voice, "What happened?"

"That guy got drunk and bumped into me, but he insisted I was the one who bumped into him," Lin Jie explained hastily. "When I refused to admit it, he got physical. I wanted to call the police, but the owner told us to sort it out ourselves. Besides, the guy threatened us, saying if we dared to call the cops, he'd immediately phone his crew to come and chop us to death."

Seeing the bruise on Lin Jie's brow, Lin Feng's handsome face instantly darkened. "He hit you?"

Lin Jie nodded, looking both wronged and embarrassed.

Lin Feng reassured him, "It's alright."

The Imperial Grand was a mid-range private room at this KTV. Chen Miaomiao was treating today, and the group had just planned to sing, have some fun, and head home—nothing more.

When Lin Feng walked into the room, he saw Chen Miaomiao, Meng Liang, and Yang Zheng standing by the sofa, looking completely helpless. The sight of Lin Feng was like that of a savior. Sitting on the sofa was a burly, tattooed man with a ferocious expression. The floor was littered with shattered glass bottles, fruit, and melon seeds. Chen Miaomiao and the others also had light bruises on their faces.

After Lin Feng's tall figure entered, the man immediately stood up. "You're the one they called for backup?" he sneered. "This little punk bumped into me and wouldn't even apologize! He even wanted me to apologize to him? What a joke! Does he have any idea who he's messing with?"

Lin Feng asked in a grim voice, "What do you want?"

The man scoffed. "What do I want? I want this little punk to apologize and cough up five or six grand. Otherwise, we're not settling this!"

Lin Feng ignored him and turned to Lin Jie. "He started it?"

Lin Jie nodded.

"Where did he hit you?"

"In the hallway."

Lin Feng's face was dark as he stared the man down. "You hit my brother first. How are we going to settle that?"

The man's face was full of disdain, and he reeked of alcohol. "So what if I hit him?" he said arrogantly. "The little shit was asking for it, walking around like he was blind!"

"It was clearly you who wasn't looking where you were going!" Lin Jie retorted angrily.

"You say I bumped into you? Who's gonna believe you?" the man taunted.

Lin Feng unbuttoned his jacket, took it off, and tossed it onto the sofa. He pulled out a Black Gold Card and gave it to Lin Jie. "It's getting a little hot in here. Take this to the front desk and tell them all damages are on my tab."

Lin Jie recognized the Black Gold Card from television and nodded. "Okay."

As soon as Lin Jie left, Lin Feng loosened his collar, stepped forward, and drove his fist into the man's face, sending him reeling.

"You motherfucker, you dare to hit me? Today, I'll..."

Lin Feng kicked the man in the stomach. "I hit you. So what?" he said coldly.

The man clutched his stomach, his insides churning in agony. "I'll fuck your ancestors, you..."

Lin Feng grabbed a vase from the table and smashed it over the man's head. "Who do you think you are, hitting my brother?"

Lin Feng had always been a vicious fighter. After consuming the Marrow Cleansing Pill, his physical prowess was even greater than that of a Special Soldier. The man before him looked fierce, but he was all show. A few kicks from Lin Feng had him sprawled pathetically on the ground. He spat a torrent of nasty curses, threatening Lin Feng with all sorts of things.

Frankly, these were just empty threats meant to scare kids who hadn't seen the real world, like Lin Jie and his friends. Lin Feng had been running with a rough crowd from middle school all the way through his senior year. He only reined himself in after starting college, and now he had settled down to be a family man and a doting dad.

Lin Feng lived by a simple principle: if others don't bother me, I won't bother them. But if someone dares to cross me, I'll pay them back a hundredfold.

"I'll lay it out for you today," Lin Feng said. "Even if I beat you until you're crippled for life, I can afford to pay your hospital bills forever!" He would much rather pay medical bills than let Lin Jie be the one who got hurt.

Startled by his words, the man blurted out, "You wouldn't dare!"

In the past, Lin Feng might not have dared. But now he had money, and with money came confidence. In situations like this, if money couldn't solve the problem, his fists would. Once his fists had done their job, money would clean up the aftermath.

Just then, the owner and Lin Jie returned. They were shocked to see the man beaten to such a sorry state on the floor.

"It's you!" The owner recognized Lin Feng and quickly, respectfully handed the Black Gold Card back to him.

Lin Feng took the card and casually stuffed it into his pocket. He then turned to his brother and his friends. "If you're bullied in the future, endure it if you can. But if you can't, and the other person goes too far, don't be a coward. Pay them back tenfold. Better to pay money than be the one lying in a hospital bed. Your lives are far more valuable than those of troublemakers like him."

The owner chuckled from the side. "That's right! People who stir up trouble like this need to be taught a proper lesson! I've got your back here. Handle it however you see fit."

The man had lost all his previous arrogance and was now apologizing profusely to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng shot back, "Should you be apologizing to me?"

The man hurriedly apologized to Lin Jie and the others. Simply put, he was drunk and had seen that Lin Jie was a student, so he couldn't resist trying to act tough. He thought they were an easy target, a chance to show off while on a drunken power trip. People like him had no real bite; they were just cowards.

A staff member peeked in. "Boss, there's an ambulance outside. They said someone called for them."

Lin Feng said flatly, "I did."

"I'll go check it out," the owner said quickly.

Is this guy some hidden millionaire just delivering takeout to experience life? What a ruthless guy, calling the ambulance in advance.

"Let's go," Lin Feng said coolly to his group.

"Fucking hell, daring to hit me, just you watch..." the man muttered as he saw Lin Feng and the others leave the room.

Suddenly, the man's voice caught in his throat as he stared, transfixed, at the doorway. Lin Feng had returned at some point, his handsome face an icy mask. Without a word, he picked up his jacket from the sofa, turned, and left again.

A moment later, someone else came in. It was the owner.

"Get out, get out! Don't block my entrance. I'm trying to run a business here," the owner snapped. "You get drunk and don't even know your own limits, daring to pick a fight with just anyone. Are you sick in the head? The guy's worth tens of millions! You should take a good look at what kind of trash you are!"

Amidst the owner's complaints, the man was kicked out.

He rode off on his electric scooter, cursing all the way. Of course, that was all he dared to do.

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