Chapter 85: Sorry, I Refuse!

Confronted with that old windbag’s pompous air, why would Chu Fei indulge his bad habit?

Of course not.

“Go stand at the supermarket entrance and get your act together before you speak to me,” Chu Fei said with a shrug. “My master doesn’t let me play with idiots.”

Doctors do not knock at the door.

Was he asking for help, or was Chu Fei?

Didn’t he know the answer was somewhere between yes and no?

Chu Fei’s attitude only enraged Qiu Xueqing further.

She pointed at him and snapped, “You shameless little parasite, how dare you insult my grandfather to his face!”

“Not only can I insult him to his face,” Chu Fei shot back, “if he can’t hear me, I can even carve it onto his tombstone.”

“Besides, that old man doesn’t have many days left anyway.”

Chu Fei’s medical skill had already reached a transcendent level.

At a single glance, he could tell exactly what was wrong with Qi Wenshan.

The old man’s blood and qi were running in reverse, injuring his internal organs. At most, he had three days before he would be gone from this world with lifelong regret.

“Bastard!”

Qi Yushu slammed a palm onto the table, shattering it to pieces, then rose to glare at Chu Fei.

“Crude, arrogant, and insolent. Do you really think the Qi family is easy to bully?”

Chu Fei looked at the furious Qi Yushu and said, “You still want to lay hands on me? Are you so thin-skinned you can’t take it?”

“A brat like you, who doesn’t know his place, deserves a lesson!”

Qi Yushu stepped forward.

“If you don’t want a beating, apologize to my father right now!”

Qiu Xueqing, too, began to strut behind borrowed power.

“My uncle is the Martial Alliance hall master of Yang City, and he holds a gold medal. I advise you to apologize quickly, or you’ll be in for a world of pain!”

“The rain may not last forever, but your head will.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“An obnoxious woman.”

One moment a princess complex, the next an obnoxious woman.

She had been insulted more today than in an entire year.

Her face flushed red with fury as she finally shouted at Qi Yushu.

“Uncle, twist his head off! I want him to know what real, physical disgust looks like!”

“No problem!”

As he spoke, Qi Yushu shot toward Chu Fei, intending to teach him a lesson.

Qi Wenshan did not stop him.

Clearly, he was also deeply displeased with Chu Fei’s insolence.

Chu Fei saw the fool courting death and did not hold back.

He had been about to beat him down before continuing the conversation.

But Meng Ziyi stepped in front of Chu Fei and blocked Qi Yushu’s strike.

Meng Ziyi and Chu Fei came from the same school, so her strength was naturally nothing to scoff at.

After stopping the blow, she forced Qi Yushu back.

Qi Yushu staggered several steps. Just as he was about to gather himself and attack again, he found a fruit knife pressed against his neck without warning.

“Mr. Qi, you’d better calm down.”

Behind him, Zhou Mi wore a blank expression.

It stood in stark contrast to her usual carefree, thoughtless manner.

It was enough to make Shen Miaoyu swoon.

Qi Yushu was shocked.

Meng Ziyi’s skill had been within his expectations.

But he had never imagined that this delicate-looking female celebrity could also approach him so silently and so close.

“Old Master Qi, you have nothing to say?”

Meng Ziyi was already somewhat dissatisfied. They had meant well, only to have their kindness treated like filth.

“Ziyi, don’t be upset. Yushu was only joking with your little junior brother,” Qi Wenshan said lightly. “Yushu, when you joke with others in the future, mind your limits. Understood?”

Qi Yushu also took the hint and stepped down gracefully. “I understand, Father.”

At Meng Ziyi’s glance, Zhou Mi finally lowered the fruit knife in her hand.

Then, with calm composure, she picked up an apple from the table and began to peel it.

“You should be grateful it was me just now and not Ye Qingcheng, or your head would have rolled for sure!”

As she spoke, she handed the peeled apple to Chu Fei.

“And you, too. At least they helped me in Yang City. You can’t really beat them to death, can you?”

She was, of course, referring to the Xiang family matter.

In truth, even without the Xiang family’s help, the Meng family alone had the strength to handle it; that way had simply been more convenient and quicker.

Chu Fei took the apple, bit into it, and smiled. “If not for that, they’d probably already be corpses.”

“Show-off,” Qiu Xueqing muttered. “You’re nothing but a coward who hides behind women!”

“How did you know I like this position? Do you want to try it too?”

Chu Fei raised his brows, his face full of mockery. “Sorry, but ugly gets rejected.”

Qiu Xueqing quickly understood the meaning of his words.

Especially those final two words, which were like pouring oil on the fire.

She glared at Chu Fei furiously, wishing she could devour him whole.

Chu Fei did not care in the slightest. He simply looked toward Qi Wenshan.

“Seeing as you’re my third senior sister’s face, I’ll still give you, old geezer, a warning. Your poison has already sunk to the marrow. In at most three days, you’ll die suddenly and violently.”

Qi Yushu could no longer restrain himself. “You brat, do you think…”

“All right, Yushu, why bother with a child?” Qi Wenshan said as he rose. “Young man, there’s no need to frighten me. I, Qi Wenshan, am not someone who can be scared so easily.”

“To speak plainly, if Ziyi hadn’t kept recommending you, with your status you might not even have the qualification to meet me once.”

Chu Fei pointed at Qi Wenshan, then turned back in confusion to look at Meng Ziyi.

“What brand of plastic bag is this old fossil? He’s about to die and he’s still putting on such a show?”

“Enough, man. For my sake, just save his life,” Meng Ziyi said with a sigh. The Qi family and the Meng family had been old friends for generations.

Aside from the fact that the old man loved to put on airs, he was actually a decent person.

She did not want a misunderstanding to cost the old master his life.

“No need,” Qi Wenshan said as he stood. “Ziyi, I know you mean well, but your little junior brother is far too arrogant.”

“What I hate most in this life are brats with no beard and a heart larger than the sky. Even if I die, I don’t need him to treat me.”

With that, Qi Wenshan prepared to leave.

Meng Ziyi could only plead patiently, “Old Master, why not let my junior brother take a look first...”

“No need, Sister Meng,” Qiu Xueqing said in a cold, mocking tone. “I know you want to pave the way for your junior brother and help him latch onto the Qi family’s great tree, but unfortunately, he doesn’t understand your good intentions.”

“To miss such a chance to rise because of his sharp mouth—what a complete fool!”

Meng Ziyi looked at her with the expression of someone looking at an idiot.

Was this girl’s brain broken?

I am the biggest tree there is. Why would my junior brother need to cling to your family?

As for Qi Yushu, when he passed by Chu Fei, he sneered.

“Kid, you should be grateful you have two women protecting you. Otherwise, I’d tear your mouth apart today.”

“That old fossil is almost dead, and you’re probably not far behind. Yet you’re still here spouting threats at me?”

“What do you mean?”

Qi Yushu stopped, his tone playful. “Are you trying to say that I, like my father, have a grave illness and am not long for this world?”

“You’re not sick. It’s your fate.”

Chu Fei’s tone was light, carrying a hint of gleeful misfortune.

“The black between your brows is shining. Such a clear sign of terrible doom—I’d say within a few days, you’ll suffer a bloody calamity.”