C124 Extraordinary Courage

"Manager!"

Ye Feng's voice wasn't loud, but when it rang out in the quiet Depository of Buddhist Sutras, it was so sudden that many disciples of the Kongtong Sword Mansion who were reading couldn't help but turn their heads to look at him. Some were curious, some were dissatisfied, and some were the managers of the Depository of Buddhist Sutras. A middle-aged man slowly walked over from the doorway.

"What is it?" When the middle-aged man walked over, his voice was clearly displeased.

"Please ask this fellow to leave. Don't let him affect my reading here! He has already violated the first rule of Depository of Buddhist Sutras!" Ye Feng said with a calm expression.

“ Oh?"

The middle-aged man glanced at Zhu Yuanbin and said, "Young master Zhu Yuanbin paid the contribution points to come here to read. Even if it's me... The middle-aged man said while looking at ___, Young master ___ paid the ___ to come here and read. Even I have no right to expel him! I can only persuade him to calm down! Only when an extremely bad situation occurs will I take action to expel him!"

Ye Feng frowned slightly, then said to Zhu Yuanbin," If that's the case, then please be quiet, or you will bear the consequences! "

After saying that, Ye Feng lowered his head, and then opened up the Basic Sword Arts' mixed recipe in front of him, as if no one else was watching.

"Bang!" Zhu Yuanbin pressed down on his book with one hand.

"Are you threatening me?" Zhu Yuanbin looked at Ye Feng with a sneer.

Ye Feng turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man. The supervisor of Kongtong Sword Mansion just stood aside and watched the show, as if he was watching a good show.

"Since you don't care, I'll take care of it!"

Ye Feng said to the middle-aged man in a flat tone. Then, he turned his head and looked at Zhu Yuanbin. He punched Zhu Yuanbin's nose with his right fist.

"Bang!"

Blood splashed everywhere. Zhu Yuanbin's nose was badly mutilated.

"Ah!" Zhu Yuanbin covered his nose and fell to the ground, screaming like a pig being slaughtered.

The people on the second floor of the Depository of Buddhist Sutras were startled. Many of them had their mouths wide open. They had never thought that a newbie would dare to attack a member of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion's Zhu Family in the Depository of Buddhist Sutras.

The middle-aged man was slightly startled. He wanted to see Zhu Yuanbin humiliate Ye Feng, but the result was beyond his expectation.

"You, how dare you hurt someone in the Depository of Buddhist Sutras?"

A trace of anger flashed across the middle-aged man's eyes as he pointed at Ye Feng and shouted.

"Shut up!" Ye Feng shouted at the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was immediately stunned.

When they saw the incomparably powerful Ye Feng, all the disciples of Kongtong Sword Mansion on the second floor of Depository of Buddhist Sutras were stunned. Was this a newcomer? When did a newbie become so bold?

Ye Feng looked at the middle-aged man and sneered, "Speaking of boldness, you should be more daring than me. As the supervisor of Depository of Buddhist Sutras and a member of Kongtong Sword Mansion, how dare you allow these people to behave atrociously in Depository of Buddhist Sutras? I'm very suspicious now. Did you come in through the back door? "

"I definitely didn't come in through the back door!"

The middle-aged man's face turned ashen. He glared at Ye Feng and said angrily, "You ignored the rules of Depository of Buddhist Sutras and hurt people. As the manager, I order you to apologize to Young Master Zhu Yuanbin immediately!"

"How awe-inspiring. You ordered me to apologize to this Zhu Yuanbin? You are really a good supervisor of Kongtong Sword Mansion! You dare to say that you didn't come in through the back door? It's fine if you are unreasonable, but you still dare to make me apologize. Previously, he came to disturb my reading. Why didn't you stop him?"

Ye Feng raised his head, his eyes slightly narrowed, and his face darkened. He had always abided by the principle that no one would offend him, but now that these guys had bullied him, he would never back down.

"Humph, you are a piece of trash. How dare you use such a tone to talk to me?"

The middle-aged man's face darkened to the extreme. He glared at Ye Feng and said coldly, "Let me ask you again. Do you want to apologize to Young Master Zhu Yuanbin or not?"

"Hehe!"

Ye Feng smiled and stood up from his seat. He looked at the middle-aged man and said indifferently, "What can you do to me if I don't apologize?"

"Damn it, you asked for it!" The middle-aged man was furious. He threw a punch at Ye Feng.

A trace of disdain flashed across Ye Feng's eyes when he saw the middle-aged man's action, but the middle-aged man didn't see it.

Under everyone's gaze, Ye Feng slowly stretched out his left hand. That seemingly slow hand grabbed the manager's wrist before the manager's fist hit him.

"This?"

Everyone on the second floor of Depository of Buddhist Sutras widened their eyes. Although the Profound Qi was suppressed in the Depository of Buddhist Sutras, the strength of this middle-aged man's body... It's not something these people can compare with. But now, Ye Feng, who they had always regarded as trash... He grabbed the caretaker's wrist?

"Ha!"

The middle-aged man used all his strength but was unable to pull his hand out. Ye Feng's hand was like a huge crab pincer, firmly grabbing his wrist. A trace of surprise flashed across his eyes.

Ye Feng's expression did not change. He calmly looked into the middle-aged man's eyes. His hand had already started to exert force. That seemingly thin arm. It seemed to contain an infinite amount of force. The middle-aged man's wrist, which was grabbed by Ye Feng, actually started to ache.

Ye Feng continued to exert force. At this moment, he was very angry in his heart. As a supervisor of Kongtong Sword Mansion, how could this guy enforce the law like this?

The middle-aged man's hand started to hurt. He wanted to struggle, but it was to no avail.

Ye Feng twisted his hand and pulled his hand to the side. He sneered and said, "Don't tell me that you, the supervisor, only have this much ability?"

The middle-aged man was shocked by Ye Feng's strength. He put away his underestimation of him. He quickly moved his knee to the top of Ye Feng's abdomen.

"Humph!" Ye Feng snorted coldly. He quickly struck with his right fist and collided with the middle-aged man's knee.

"Bang!" A dull sound was heard. The huge rebounding force separated the two of them. The middle-aged man screamed and took two steps back. He staggered and stood opposite of Ye Feng with a shocked expression on his face.

"You..."

The middle-aged man looked at Ye Feng's fist in shock. He did not expect Ye Feng's fist to be stronger than the strength of his leg. At this moment, he felt a slight pain in his knee after being hit by Ye Feng.

"Good, very good. You still dare to fight back? I will cripple you today!" The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said.

"With just you?" Ye Feng's eyes narrowed slightly. His right leg swiftly kicked towards the middle-aged man's abdomen!

The middle-aged man turned pale with fright. He didn't expect Ye Feng to take the initiative to attack. His body only had time to take half a step back. He reached out his hand to block his abdomen, but he was still kicked by Ye Feng.

The middle-aged man crashed into a row of tables. He struggled to stand up. Only then did he realize that his arm was burning, and the pain in his knee made it hard for him to stand up.

The surrounding people instantly quieted down. The scene in front of them was unbelievable. Ye Feng had actually sent the manager flying.

"Am I seeing things?"

"When did this trash become so powerful?"

Ye Feng walked to the middle-aged man with a smile and said, "What? Didn't you say you would cripple me? Come on, I am right here! "

The middle-aged man's face turned pale. He could feel a powerful Qi coming from Ye Feng's body, which almost made him breathless.

"Bang!" Ye Feng's foot violently stepped on the middle-aged man's face. He looked down at the man and said, "Next time, if you want to be a dog... Please wipe your eyes. Not every newbie is so easy to mess with!"

After saying that, Ye Feng let go of his feet and returned to the table he was sitting at. He picked up the Basic Sword Spell Mixed Soup, turned around, and left his stunned friends behind.

With the Basic Sword Arts Mixed Soup in hand, Ye Feng walked out from the main door.

The two guards who had looked down on Ye Feng were also stunned for a moment. As the guards of Depository of Buddhist Sutras, they knew very well that very few people would bring books out from Depository of Buddhist Sutras. Because they had to pay a lot of contribution points.

However, these two guards did not step forward to stop Ye Feng. Because they knew that they only cared about those who came in. And those who came out weren't under their jurisdiction. If there really was someone stealing in Depository of Buddhist Sutras, it would be the manager's business. It had nothing to do with them.

Ye Feng carried the Basic Sword Technique and went back to his residence, continuing to study it.

In the Qin Xin Garden, the pavilion master, Ling Shijun, was playing chess with a beautiful middle-aged woman. This middle-aged woman was very good-looking and wore a light green long dress. Her curvaceous figure was perfectly revealed. There was a faint smile on her charming face. The corner of her mouth was slightly pursed, graceful and elegant.

Just as the two of them were locked in a fierce fight on the chessboard, a voice came through. "Pavilion Master, something bad has happened. Ye Feng has caused a huge disaster!"

"Hmm?" Ling Shijun frowned slightly. He put down the chess piece in his hand and stood up. He walked out of the door.

"What's going on?"

Ling Shijun said to the half-kneeling guard with a solemn face. He remembered that Ye Feng had just gotten a large amount of contribution points from him, and said that he was going to study in Depository of Buddhist Sutras. He had caused trouble in less than an hour.

"Pavilion Master, Ye Feng just injured Young Master Zhu Yuanbin and the manager of Heavenly Sword Pavilion in Depository of Buddhist Sutras. He even took away the books in the Scripture Tower without permission!"

The guard said respectfully to Ling Shijun.

"Alright, you can leave now!" Ling Shijun waved his hand and the guard immediately withdrew.

"Sister Qin, what do you think?" Ling Shijun raised his head and looked at the beautiful middle-aged woman in front of him. At this moment, even he wasn't sure what to do. Ye Feng's behavior was too strange!

"In my opinion, there seems to be something strange about this matter. I know the manager of Depository of Buddhist Sutras, Jiang Muwei. His punches and kicks were very powerful. In the environment of Depository of Buddhist Sutras, amongst the younger generation of Kongtong Sword Mansion, but now, he has been injured by Ye Feng. This was completely illogical. I suggest that you go and find Ye Feng. After all, this involved the people of Heavenly Sword Pavilion. This isn't a small matter!"

"Never mind." Ling Shijun sighed helplessly. "It seems that I can't live my free days any longer."

Hearing Ling Shijun's words, the middle-aged woman smiled and said, "Pavilion Master, if this matter is true, then my days of leisure are nothing!"

"Hahaha... The one who knows me is still Sister Qin!"

Ling Shijun looked at the old man and couldn't help but laugh out loud. He knew that if what the guard said just now was true... There was one thing that he was sure of - this Ye Feng was very powerful. With his courage and boldness, no ordinary person would be able to compare with him in Depository of Buddhist Sutras. Wasn't their Flower Sword Pavilion lacking someone like him?