Zhong Peiling was not surprised that Ye Qingfeng knew the Crown Prince's name. In all of Yanjing, who didn't know Prince Wei Wuming?

She sneered coldly, "Since you know the Crown Prince's name, how dare you be so arrogant?"

Ye Qingfeng was about to speak when Jiang Chen quickly stepped forward, pulling Ye Qingfeng, wanting to leave.

"Boss, let's go quickly. We can't afford to mess with the Black Tiger Association!"

His face was full of anxiety, and his heart was filled with regret.

If it weren't for his own issues, Ye Qingfeng wouldn't have attacked Wu Sicong and the others, nor would he have provoked the Black Tiger Association because of it.

He had already resolved that if any consequences arose, he would take them upon himself and not let Ye Qingfeng get involved.

"Black Tiger Association, what of it?"

Ye Qingfeng was indifferent and showed no intention of leaving.

Seeing this, Song Shuyao grabbed Ye Qingfeng's hand, fearing that he might do something that would shock everyone again.

"Ye Qingfeng, heed my advice and leave quickly. Wei Wuming is not someone you can provoke easily. Among the younger generation in Yanjing, few dare to mess with him. Don't be impulsive!"

She was secretly anxious. Today, Ye Qingfeng had beaten two core members of the Black Tiger Association quite severely, and they'd thoroughly offended the Black Tiger Association. If Wei Wuming came in person, it would be even more terrifying. She didn't know what the consequences would be.

The young gentleman with gold-rimmed glasses—she knew his prowess all too well. His skills and abilities were far superior. Among his peers, she had never seen anyone stronger.

Although she already had Ye Qingfeng in her heart, she still couldn't help but admire Wei Wuming for his ability to suppress the entire younger generation of Yanjing and to hold dominion over all; this alone demonstrated extraordinary strength.

She worried that if Ye Qingfeng confronted Wei Wuming, Ye Qingfeng's overwhelming arrogance would be utterly trampled by Wei Wuming, a result she least wanted to see.

Zhong Peiling witnessed this scene and sneered incessantly.

"Our Crown Prince is the number one among Yanjing's younger generation, the future top pillar of Huaxia. Perhaps you don't even know how strong he really is? To deal with you, he only needs a word, making you and your family unable to stand in all of Huaxia."

As she spoke, she thought of Wei Wuming's proud and tall figure, wishing she could become one of Wei Wuming's concubines. Even just to have the title of Yanjing Crown Prince's woman carried such immense prestige and honor.

In her mind, Wei Wuming was the strongest person, incomparable to anyone else. Just standing next to Wei Wuming made her feel supremely honored.

As long as Wei Wuming nodded, she would willingly climb into his bed at any time, offering up the chastity she had kept for over twenty years.

She looked at Ye Qingfeng's indifferent face, feeling a strong dislike she couldn't describe, never having had a man look at her like that.

"Song Shuyao, the Crown Prince is now attending a lecture at Huqing University and was planning to join us tonight. He's probably finished by now and on his way here. You'd better think about how to explain what your so-called friend did to him!"

She felt an immense satisfaction rising, growing more excited as she spoke: "Song Shuyao, don't think that because the Crown Prince wants to rope you in you can act recklessly. When it comes to the dignity of the Black Tiger Association, the Crown Prince never shows mercy!"

"Ah!"

Song Shuyao's expression changed drastically, and Jiang Chen looked horrified. The first young master of Yanjing, Prince Wei Wuming, was indeed at Huqing University?

If Wei Wuming came, how would today's matter end?

Song Shuyao's heart was filled with immense worry. She fixed her gaze on Ye Qingfeng's handsome profile, internally resolving that no matter what, she would have a good talk with Wei Wuming to ensure Ye Qingfeng could remain safe. Even if it meant joining the Black Tiger Association, it didn't matter as long as Ye Qingfeng was unharmed.

Zhong Peiling crossed her arms with a superior demeanor, and the two people next to her also wore cold smiles at the thought of Ye Qingfeng's indifferent face trembling in fear and even kowtowing to beg for mercy under Wei Wuming's formidable might later. It delighted them tremendously.

At this moment, Ye Qingfeng suddenly spoke.

"Sometimes I really wonder, Wei Wuming is just a piece of trash; what on earth gives you the confidence to act so arrogantly everywhere?"

Ye Qingfeng had an expression of indifference and calmness.

His words stunned everyone, changing their colors.

Who was Wei Wuming? The Yanjing Crown Prince, the outstanding figure among the younger generation, yet Ye Qingfeng dared to call him trash?

"Haha, kid, do you know what you're saying?"

The two young men beside Zhong Peiling laughed heartily, but their eyes were cold and mocking.

"The Crown Prince reigns supreme over the younger generation in Yanjing, unmatched by anyone. He is indisputably the first among Huaxia's young generation, yet you dare call him trash?"

Zhong Peiling's eyes grew colder the more Ye Qingfeng spoke arrogantly, further offending Wei Wuming. As soon as Wei Wuming arrived, all of Ye Qingfeng's previous arrogance would vanish, leaving just another self-righteous person trembling under Wei Wuming's divine might.

Song Shuyao and Jiang Chen were both quite helpless, only managing wry smiles. Since they'd known him, Ye Qingfeng had never seemed to back down or soften to anyone. In any case, he always wore an air of being the best in the world.

"Boss, I've dragged you into this!"

Jiang Chen hung his head in shame, looking distraught.

"Ye Qingfeng, Jiang Chen, you must leave now!"

Just then, a soft yet firm voice was heard. Everyone turned to look, and it was Zhang Yuting who spoke.

She looked at Ye Qingfeng, biting her lip.

"I betrayed Jiang Chen and got together with Sicong. That was my fault, my betrayal of Jiang Chen!"

She lifted her face, showing a smile Jiang Chen had never seen before - a smile filled with pretense and a lack of remorse.

"I admit it, I am inherently a woman who loves vanity. Being with Sicong, I indulge in glory and the satisfaction of being admired and flattered. Jiang Chen, you can't give me these things!"

At this moment, Zhang Yuting's heart was clear as day. With the Yanjing Crown Prince Wei Wuming himself present, she knew exactly which side to stand on.

"Ye Qingfeng!" She looked directly at Ye Qingfeng with a determined expression, "When you trampled the Four Great Families in Jiangnan City, you were indeed unmatched in power, but this is Yanjing!"

She at least retained a thread of conscience, hoping Ye Qingfeng would know when to back down and not end up in a never-ending abyss because of her and Jiang Chen's issues.

Jiang Chen's face turned ashen; his lips trembled.

Suddenly, he found the Zhang Yuting he knew becoming extremely unfamiliar, as if she were a different person.

Even Song Shuyao began to truly look at her best friend, frowning deeply but not knowing what to say.

Ye Qingfeng raised an eyebrow, a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth, yet his expression remained indifferent.

He spoke softly.

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