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Chapter 212: I Am Here for Revenge! (Part 2)
"You worthless liar, what right do you have to criticize me?"
At this moment, feeling temporarily safe, Shen Qingyi stood on the grass below, looking up at Wei Yuan on the fourth-floor balcony, and pointed at him while cursing loudly.
However, as the target of this tirade, Wei Yuan showed no signs of anger. Given the current situation, it was clear that Shen Qingyi's fall had not caused him any harm.
In other words, even if he could summon some members of Flying Eagle or Yuan Ziyi to stop him, they might not be able to block Shen Qingyi's path.
After all, two fists cannot compete with four hands; this saying holds true. However, with the Soul Hook in hand, as long as Shen Qingyi used it properly, even if hundreds of people surrounded him, there was no guarantee they could catch him.
Since Wei Yuan knew there was no need for such measures, he naturally abandoned that idea. Yet hearing Shen Qingyi's arrogant demeanor from below felt somewhat ridiculous to him.
Even if you manage to escape now, what does it prove?
Wei Yuan was no longer the impulsive person he once was; he understood how to control his emotions. He no longer let himself get provoked by others' words and end up feeling frustrated.
Perhaps now Wei Yuan had already reached a state where he could effortlessly turn enemies to ashes with a smile. He had become more adept at analyzing and utilizing the resources at his disposal.
Currently, Shen Qingyi posed no threat to Wei Yuan whatsoever. Therefore, even if he let him escape, it would only be a pity. As long as Xu Feng's life was preserved, Shen Qingyi would eventually find no peace and would have to flee everywhere.
Even with millions in hand, one cannot be at ease unless Shen Qingyi can eliminate Wei Yuan before Xu Feng can testify against him, thus eliminating future troubles. At that point, Xu Feng could serve as a scapegoat for him, just as Shen Qingyi had done with Wei Yuan's father in the past, allowing him to continue living freely with his riches.
Moreover, in Wei Yuan's eyes, Shen Qingyi was merely a clown not worth considering. In terms of skills, Wei Yuan had instantly grasped the essence of Xingyi Quan and learned how to apply Restorative Power in Kung Fu...
Using the Restorative Power to cleanse the distractions in his mind and restore his physical form, he aimed to grasp the true essence of the Xingyi Quan's eight-character principle: form follows intention, intention arises from the heart.
Therefore, even when it comes to Shen Qingyi's expertise in unarmed combat Kung Fu, it is likely that he is not necessarily a match for Wei Yuan at this moment. In life, there are some who lack common sense; although his intelligence isn't particularly low, when it comes to language skills, how could he possibly be a worthy opponent for Wei Yuan now?
All along, while Wei Yuan had decent eloquence, one major issue was his shyness. With familiar faces like Liu Lei and Xie Ge, he could speak at length and express his thoughts freely.
However, when faced with strangers or unfamiliar girls, Wei Yuan was somewhat reluctant to speak up and appeared shy and introverted.
But now, after gaining the Repairing Ability, Wei Yuan was forced to interact with many people to better utilize this ability. Perhaps it was also due to the Restorative Power that he had more opportunities to engage with others.
In short, after continuous honing, Wei Yuan had matured significantly. Even the cunning Shen Qingyi was not a match for him in verbal disputes.
Hearing Shen Qingyi scold him like this, Wei Yuan did not get angry; instead, a slight smile appeared on his face. Suddenly inspired, he blurted out a statement that left Shen Qingyi speechless and unsure of how to respond.
Wei Yuan said, "I did not go back on my word."
Naturally displeased by this remark, Shen Qingyi immediately retorted, "You just promised me that if I let Yuan Ziyi go and safely jumped down from the fourth floor like this, you would allow me to leave tonight. Yet here you are going back on your word; such behavior is simply despicable."
In truth, Wei Yuan was not afraid of others being despicable or shameless because he held onto a belief: when dealing with despicable and shameless people, the way to confront them is to be even more despicable and shameless.
Of course, this was not how Wei Yuan chose to respond. He continued, "That's right; as long as you jump down from the fourth-floor balcony without dying, I will spare your life tonight."
Although Wei Yuan referred to himself as a dog’s life, Shen Qingyi did not take offense. Instead, she seized upon what Wei Yuan said and continued her accusations: "This is what you admitted yourself. So what does it mean now that you're smashing another cabinet? Isn't that going back on your word? I haven't harmed a single hair on the Yuan family's daughter."
Wei Yuan replied, "You haven't harmed her; I have kept my promise too. Now that you can jump down safely, you can leave. I won't kill you tonight."
To this point, Shen Qingyi became even more annoyed and said to Wei Yuan, "So what about you smashing the cabinet earlier? Is this what you call fulfilling your promise?"
Wei Yuan, with an innocent expression and words to match, replied, "I did fulfill my promise! I said that if you jumped down and didn't die, I would let you go. But you didn't fully jump down; you were hanging on the second floor. So how can that be considered a successful landing? Naturally, I have the right to attack you."
Wei Yuan's reasoning was quite convincing, causing Shen Qingyi to click his tongue in response, as it seemed there was some truth to what Wei Yuan said.
However, at this moment, he could no longer afford to be unconvinced because Wei Yuan was no longer preparing to deal with him: "Now I'm letting you off easy; aren't you going to get lost? Aren't you the one who talks back? If I regret it later, you won't be able to escape."
Although Shen Qingyi knew deep down that Wei Yuan really couldn't do anything to him at this moment—his subordinates were numerous but all ordinary people—capturing Shen Qingyi, who held the Soul Hook, wouldn't be easy.
Unless Wei Yuan and Yang Ying jumped down from the fourth floor like Shen Qingyi did or attacked him together, there was no way Shen Qingyi could escape. However, that was impossible.
Without items like the Soul Hook, even using bedsheets or ropes as aids would take too much time. By the time they got downstairs, Shen Qingyi would have long since vanished without a trace.
From this perspective, Shen Qingyi could temporarily confirm that he seemed to be in a safe state.
However, having experienced Wei Yuan's cunning before, Shen Qingyi felt it was not wise to stay here for long. He feared that Wei Yuan was deliberately stalling for time and had other plans to capture him. Thus, he began to consider retreating.
He felt that fleeing was the most practical option. Even if Xu Feng truly went to court to testify against him, following procedures would take time—enough for Shen Qingyi to run across most of China.
So among the thirty-six strategies, fleeing was the best plan. If he didn't leave now, when would he?
Did he want to give Wei Yuan a chance to capture him entirely? With this thought in mind, Shen Qingyi left in a rather dejected manner.
Standing on the balcony watching him leave, Wei Yuan felt somewhat reluctant to let Shen Qingyi slip away like this. However, Shen Qingyi was ultimately unrelated to his great enmity and did not pose a significant conflict of interest for him.
So Wei Yuan didn't see the need to go all out at this moment. With this person's skills and cunning, even if he possessed powerful Martial Arts, he might not be able to withstand the increasingly shrewd disciples of the Purple Robe Pavilion. It was believed that he wouldn't last long anyway.
Thus, Wei Yuan didn't take him seriously and paid him no mind. After confirming that Shen Qingyi had left, he turned back to deal with Xu Feng, who was lying on the ground.
Wei Yuan walked over to Xu Feng and directly stepped on the most vulnerable part of Xu Feng, saying, "It's time to get up. Stop pretending to be dead."
Since Wei Yuan controlled his strength well, this step didn't completely incapacitate Xu Feng, but it did cause him some pain.
However, when most people feel pain, they tend to groan or scream. But Xu Feng was different; after being stepped on by Wei Yuan, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and laughed heartily at Wei Yuan, leaving Wei Yuan somewhat baffled.
"I planned so meticulously, thinking I could escape, but in the end, I still lost to you and fell into your hands. Hahaha..."
After Xu Feng's loud laughter, there seemed to be a hint of unwillingness, yet it also carried an acceptance of fate.
Wei Yuan simply said, "If you hadn't pulled such a stunt tonight, then right now I would be stepping on your corpse."
What Wei Yuan meant was that if Xu Feng hadn't orchestrated a scene to attract himself and Yang Ying, then he would undoubtedly have died tonight at the hands of Shen Qingyi.
However, Xu Feng didn't appreciate this and merely looked at Wei Yuan with admiration while reluctantly saying, "Isn't it the same now? It's just a matter of dying early or late."
Wei Yuan replied, "You seem to have a good perspective on things."
Yet, Xu Feng wore a look of deep sorrow: "What good is it to have a perspective? I've always considered myself clever, yet I've lost to you. I can't accept this defeat."
Wei Yuan stared at him intently, and even Xu Feng, who was lying on the ground, noticed that Wei Yuan's gaze was filled with fear. A twenty-year-old boy, his eyes made Xu Feng feel a chill in his heart.
Wei Yuan continued to look at him, making Xu Feng feel uneasy. He heard Wei Yuan say, "My father was also very unwilling before he died."
Once those words were spoken, Xu Feng didn't know how to respond. If it weren't for his actions, Wei Yuan would probably be just like any other student now. Even if he got into college, his family would likely be worried about tuition fees.
But half a year ago, he had made Wei Yuan's father a scapegoat, nearly causing his family to fall apart. Wei Yuan's attitude towards him was very clear: he had come for revenge.
Thinking of this, Xu Feng couldn't help but sigh, "An eye for an eye; I will return my life to you."
Wei Yuan did not dramatically question what good that would do. Could it really bring his father back to life?
Because just as Wei Yuan understood, he knew very well that some things that had already happened in this world could not be changed.
As for this kind of hatred, there was actually no way to compensate for it; the only thing that could be done was to make the other party pay in blood. Whether doing so would truly bring relief was another matter.
Heh, this was something Wei Yuan himself couldn't answer either. But he knew that letting Xu Feng live freely would only make him suffer more. If he couldn't have a good life, why should the other person?
So he did not answer Xu Feng's question. Observing Wei Yuan's temporary silence, Xu Feng felt a strange clarity in his mind as he faced the countdown to death.
He stared at Wei Yuan and asked, "Got a cigarette?"
Hearing this, Wei Yuan slightly returned from his detached state and looked at Xu Feng with heightened vigilance.
Xu Feng smiled slightly and said, "I'm not Shen Qingyi. With so many people around here, even if I wanted to escape, I wouldn't be able to."
Xu Feng's meaning was clear: his skills were lacking. Even if Wei Yuan let him go, he wouldn't be able to fend off so many people below and escape.
It was just a cigarette, and Wei Yuan naturally didn't take it to heart. The main reason was that Wei Yuan was full of confidence in himself now and wasn't afraid of Xu Feng trying any tricks.
Wei Yuan pulled a cigarette from his pocket and handed one to Xu Feng. Xu Feng took out a lighter, lit the cigarette, and took a deep drag with an expression of sheer enjoyment.
"What are your plans next?"
Xu Feng's meaning was very clear; Wei Yuan's plan to deal with him was obviously well thought out, and he had already considered which people to mobilize before taking action.
One link led to another, and by the time Xu Feng truly realized what was happening, he had already fallen into Wei Yuan's combination attack. At that point, there was no way to respond, especially since he had no means of force at hand, leaving him completely suppressed by Wei Yuan.
This was also the reason why he felt so unwilling to accept his defeat; Wei Yuan had used unexpected tactics and hadn't given him a chance for a fair fight, completely overwhelming him.
However, even so, Xu Feng couldn't help but wonder what other clever methods Wei Yuan had in store for him at this stage.
Facing someone on the brink of death, Wei Yuan saw no need to keep him guessing and directly said, "There are many steps in the plan; it's just that by then, you won't have the chance to see some of them."
Xu Feng appeared quite calm and shrugged, saying, "It's fine; just show me what I can see."
At this moment, Wei Yuan was somewhat taken aback by his calmness. Why was this guy, who should be terrified of dying, so relaxed at this critical juncture?
"Aren't you afraid of death?"
Wei Yuan suddenly found a point of entry and asked.
Xu Feng did not hide and directly said, "Of course I'm afraid of dying; otherwise, I wouldn't still be holding onto a glimmer of hope to escape tonight. But now that everything is settled, what good is fear?"
Xu Feng then asked Wei Yuan, "Have you heard of the legendary thief king Zhang Ziqiang?"
Wei Yuan nodded slightly, indicating that he knew about this figure, who was very famous in the 1990s.
His title as a thief king came from the fact that he was not just involved in petty thefts and scams. Among the few cases he committed, he had robbed a Rolex and even a cash transport vehicle, and it went far beyond that.
The biggest case he was involved in was the kidnapping of Hong Kong's richest man at the time, the son of a Li Family tycoon, as well as the president of the equally wealthy Guo Family group.
His criminal activities amounted to over a billion, definitely qualifying him for the Guinness World Records.
Wei Yuan did not understand why Xu Feng would mention such a person at this moment, but he still acknowledged knowing about this individual.
He heard Xu Feng say, "According to this legendary thief king, before he died, he wrote a letter expressing that after committing so many major crimes and making so much money, he felt it was all meaningless before his death. The greatest happiness in life is simply lying comfortably in a chair without thinking about anything; that's enough."
Upon hearing this, Wei Yuan felt an urge to curse. Was there any point in saying such remorseful words at this moment?
Wei Yuan did not follow up on that statement but instead said, "Enjoy your kind of happiness in your next life."
"Tomorrow, I will become the center of everyone's attention. Your reluctance to let Shen Qingyi kill me is merely an attempt to use this incident to promote yourself and even your newly established Phoenix Pharmaceuticals. So how do you plan to proceed?"
Xu Feng suddenly changed the subject and asked this question.
Upon hearing this, Wei Yuan felt there was nothing wrong with discussing such matters openly and replied, "That's right; naturally, you will become the focus of public opinion."
"Xu Feng said, 'The crowd has always liked to watch, especially when it comes to seeing how someone dies.'
Wei Yuan agreed, saying, 'That's true, but in the past, many people would find entertainment in watching martial arts or martial arts movies.'
'And then?'
Xu Feng showed great interest in the topic Wei Yuan was unfolding, which surprised Yuan Ziyi and Yang Ying nearby. Logically, given their positions, such a conversation shouldn't be happening.
'Then I would just be in the protagonist mode of a martial arts story, right? Facing enemies, my father dying tragically, and as his son suffering in heart and mind, ultimately relying on my own efforts to take revenge for my father. It's the most typical martial arts trope and also the most classic, isn't it?'
When Wei Yuan said this, there was clearly a reflection of confidence in his eyes—a kind of confidence that suggested even if you knew my plan, what could you do about it?"
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