C2 Banter

The Yueliang City, the Han Family Assembly Hall, was completely silent. Everyone's gaze was focused on Han Feng.

Han Feng walked into the hall with a flushed face. He stood in front of Lee Mengxin and the other three. Those who didn't know what he was doing would think that his injury had yet to completely heal and would blush.

"Feng, you … "Alright!" This was the head of the family, Han Ming. He was also Han Feng's grandfather. Along with Han Tian and Han Feng's father, they asked at the same time. Obviously, they were very concerned about Han Feng.

"En, alright, everything is fine now. Thank you for your concern!" Han Feng found it hard to remember who they were, but he still saluted and thanked them politely.

"Good, good, good. Feng, come to my side and let me have a good look." Han Feng walked to the middle of Han Ming and Liu Tie. After they checked, they found out that he had really recovered. Han Feng silently praised Jiang Xing brother's medical skills.

"Feng, tell me, who did this." Han Ming asked sternly.

Lee Mengxin, who was standing below the stage, looked nervous. She was afraid that Han Feng would say that she did it. However, thinking about it, it was unlikely. After all, she didn't go that day.

"Believe me, I'm going to solve this myself. "However, there is one more matter that needs to be taken care of first. I will tell you when the time is ripe."

Han Feng shivered. How would I know, what are you asking?

Han Ming and Han Tian seemed to see something unusual from Han Feng's firm and confident eyes. However, this feeling disappeared in an instant. When they looked again, Han Feng was already walking towards Lee Mengxin.

He stopped in front of Lee Mengxin, staring at her familiar yet beautiful face with a smile on his face. Tian Mei, his girlfriend from his previous life, appeared in front of him and matched up with the person in front of him.

He clenched his fists, but was powerless. His brow trembled, and his expression changed.

In an instant, her eyes were burning with passion as she circled around her, looking, sniffing, swallowing and smacking her lips.

Lee Mengxin felt uncomfortable all over. How can this person be like this? I'm here to end the engagement, alright? How can you … Just as she was about to curse Han Feng, something happened suddenly. Several mouthfuls of saliva fell onto her face.

"Pah pah pah …" Stupid, you're so smelly, so shameless. "

Han Feng spat a few times. The expression on his face was plentiful. His attitude also took a turn for the worse. He looked like a scoundrel who had just eaten something dirty as he kept spitting.

"You …"

Lee Mengxin almost vomited as she wiped the saliva off her face.

"You what? I just ate you dry. It's only been a few days, and you actually brought a adulterer to my house. You're really dirty. Pah pah, I'm going to puke it all out."

Han Feng spat towards Lee Mengxin and the others. They retreated and saliva fell onto the ground. They all stared at Han Feng with anger.

"You … I... "What do you mean, you …"

Lee Mengxin wiped her face and looked at Han Feng angrily.

"Even though I've fallen for you, but you've been trampled by pigs again. You're very smelly now, very smelly, I don't want you anymore. You bring your adulterer along, scram, do you understand?"

Han Feng pointed at Lee Mengxin and Zheng Shaowen and yelled, his voice loud enough to be heard from a distance.

No matter if it was the clansmen or the servants outside the Han Family, all of them were laughing loudly, some of them actually were laughing so hard that they could not even straighten their waists.

"You're shameless!"

Lee Mengxin's eyes were red and she could not speak. She would never have thought that Han Feng, who had always admired and tried to please her, would treat her like this today.

"I have no teeth? "No, my teeth have always been pretty good. It's good to eat, but how can they be toothless?"

Han Feng pointed at his full mouth full of white teeth and purposely bared his teeth, implying that with such good teeth, there are no teeth at all.

"You … "You …"

Lee Mengxin looked at Han Feng in front of her and was speechless. She thought to herself that Han Feng was not like this in the past.

"Han Feng, you're already such a big person, you're so disgusting, why are you still pestering and acting like a scoundrel?" especially towards a beauty, if you have any elegance, don't forget that you are the Young Master of Han Family. "

Zheng Shaowen suddenly waved his folding fan, shielding Lee Mengxin behind him. He was fanning himself with his fan, giving off the feeling of a big family in the literary world.

"Damn, you mountain martial artist with a poker in your hand, you are a scholar, you are a pig with a big onion, you are a pretence." I'm so bored that my balls are hurting. Come to my house and learn to bark like a dog! This father and my son are talking about love, it has nothing to do with you. I am truly worried about the pickled radish.

Han Feng suddenly put one hand on his waist and pointed at Zheng Shaowen, pretending to be a shrew and scolded him. He opened his mouth and saliva flew everywhere, landing on Zheng Shaowen's face without any forewarning.

"Trash, you're courting death."

Zheng Shaowen was furious and felt his face heat up. A protective aura surrounded his body and he took a step forward. With a vicious attack, a fierce tiger shook the mountain.

Behind Zheng Shaowen, the image of a cyan tiger appeared. Countless cyan colored Xuan Qi rushed into Zheng Shaowen's fist, and the sound of a tiger's roar could be heard.

As his fist aimed at Han Feng's head, Han Feng suddenly felt that his brain was clear-headed like never before. His senses were incomparably sharp and he instantly understood all the martial skills in Zheng Family.

The tiger was ferocious and violent, swift and urgent. However, the fist was too fierce and swift, causing it to lose its flexibility.

Han Feng instinctively leaned to the side and floated past it like a gust of wind.

The fist wind hit Han Feng, the fist wind hit his face, Han Feng was like a piece of paper floating in the air, barely dodging the attack. He looked very confident and relaxed.

Han Feng's face was covered in cold sweat. He didn't know how he did it, but he instinctively did it. As for all the martial skills that suddenly appeared in his mind, he wasn't sure either.

Zheng Shaowen did not manage to finish his punch. He turned around and performed his next move. A tiger pouncing on a rabbit, he leaped into the air and sent his fists flying towards Han Feng.

However, before the punch landed, Han Tian had already appeared in front of him. He sent Han Tian flying with a palm strike and landed heavily on the ground.

As for the guest elder from Lee Family, he did not move, but looked coldly, as if everything that had happened had nothing to do with him. Yes, he had only come to protect Lee Mengxin, and the others had nothing to do with him.

His son had just recovered. That move was too sudden and he didn't have time to rescue Feng. Luckily, Feng had been practicing martial arts all year round. Although he didn't manage to cultivate Xuan Qi, he still managed to dodge Feng's attack.

No matter what, he couldn't let his son get hurt now. Han Tian looked at Zheng Shaowen who crawled up from the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with an unfriendly expression.

"Good, very good. Your Han Family only has this little bit of ability."

The feeling he gave himself was even stronger than his grandfather's. His grandfather was at the peak of the Martial Sect, and was just a step away from stepping into the Innate Realm. Just what level did Han Tian have in front of him, he couldn't figure it out.

He looked at Han Feng again. Han Feng was very strange and seemed to be able to predict his moves. Although he did not have any Xuan Qi in his body, he dodged it just now.

However, that was not a big deal. Without the help of Xuan Qi, he would not be able to keep up with his speed. Let's see how he can dodge then.

Zheng Shaowen had a dark smile on his face as a plan appeared in his mind. Although Han Tian was very strong, the third generation disciples of Han Family were all trash, then …

Zheng Shaowen thought quickly. In just two blinks of an eye, he thought of this and was about to speak.

Han Feng walked in front of Zheng Shaowen in big strides and stood up straight as if he was looking down at Zheng Shaowen. Why did they have to be so similar in size? He stood up on his tiptoes and cursed from above:

"A mad dog devours a man, and humans have the right to slaughter them. Since the mad dog bites in our Han Family, naturally, everyone with Han Family can kill it. How can this be considered bullying the weak?"

Although Zheng Shaowen didn't injure him when he made his move, he was still very unhappy. His lack of strength really made one angry.

"You, is this how your Han Family treats its guests?"

Zheng Shaowen was furious and didn't know what to say. His plan from before was interrupted by Han Feng.

"Haha, guest? At the very most, you're just an adulterer, it would be nice if I didn't catch you soaking in a pig cage. "

Han Feng crossed his arms in front of his chest. His face was filled with disdain, disdainful to chat with the person in front of him.

"Good, very good. Since you don't know what's good for you, then I don't need to give you any face."

Zheng Shaowen, opening his folding fan with a snap, talked with Kai in front of Han Feng. He walked up to Lee Mengxin and pointed at her.

"Lee Mengxin, the proud daughter of the heavens, a prodigy who practices martial arts at the age of five, an eight-year-old Martial Disciple, and a ten-year-old Warrior. Currently, at the age of thirteen, she's already at the third level of the Warrior Realm.

Lee Mengxin heard her lover complimenting her in front of the people she disliked. She stood up straighter, as if she had forgotten everything that just happened. Now she was much taller and more graceful.

Han Feng rolled his eyes and sneered as if he was watching a monkey show.

Then he took two steps back and stood in front of Han Feng. He put his hand on his chest in satisfaction.

"And I, Zheng Shaowen, am also a prodigy. At sixteen, I am already at the eighth level of the warrior realm. Mengxin and I are a perfect match, a golden couple."

Han Feng had a funny look on his face. He almost laughed out loud and said, "Tch …". The meaning behind his words was obvious. A retard was bragging himself.

Zheng Shaowen looked at Han Feng with disdain.

"What are you, Han Feng? You can't cultivate the Mysterious Techniques, you're just a piece of trash. A toad wants to eat swan meat?"

He turned around and walked to Lee Mengxin's side. He held Lee Mengxin's hand and said,

"Mengxin and I are a match made in heaven."

The fan pointed at Han Feng with disdain and disgust:

"But you, on the other hand, took advantage of the fact that you and Lee Mengxin were engaged since young and refused to let the matter go. This is simply ruining their future, so I hope that you can accept annulling the engagement and help us get along well."

Han Feng looked at her and thought to himself, "What a noble and noble woman she is. She is engaged to be in love with someone else. What kind of behavior is this?

After turning 180 degrees, he walked up to Han Ming and bowed. Then, he swept over the crowd in the hall and said proudly,

"Of course, I won't bully your Han Family. To be fair, in the next spring, when the warm flowers bloom, in March, during the Yueliang City Family Martial Meet, there will be another one added:

First in the younger generation, you can marry the most talented girl in Yueliang City, Lee Mengxin. However, before that happens, I hope that we can break off the engagement and restore Lee Mengxin's freedom. "

"What a joke. Who do you think you are? When did my marriage with Lee Mengxin turn into an outsider like you?" Pointing at him, Zheng Shaowen said sarcastically, "You want to wear my broken shoes? I haven't even agreed to let you wear it yet. What are you so anxious for? I've never seen anyone snatch a broken shoe from someone.

Han Feng looked at Zheng Shaowen in a daze. He looked confused. The meaning was obvious. He really didn't understand why Zheng Shaowen was so fond of his broken shoes. What kind of hobby was this?

"You!"

Zheng Shaowen suddenly became angry.

"What's wrong with me? Don't you know that you're just a shameless pug?"

Han Feng pointed at Zheng Shaowen's face and cursed loudly. Saliva sprayed onto his face, as if Han Feng had a lot of saliva on his mouth today.

Zheng Shaowen, who was burning with anger, retracted his fan and hit Han Feng's chest with his palm. Immediately, Han Feng spat out a mouthful of blood and flew towards the direction of the hall's entrance.