"What an uproar!"

"Damn, these Koreans are way too arrogant. What the hell is this?"

"Pfft, what kind of trash from some tiny country dares to act so brazenly in our Huaxia? 'Foreign guests'? Foreign guests, my ass!"

"This damn bitch is just riding on someone else's coattails. With a face that ugly, does she really think she's something special?"

...

Suddenly, the crowd erupted again.

It had to be said, the attitude of the woman with glasses was incredibly arrogant. Even at this point, she still dared to curse at people? Still so haughty about being Korean, about being foreign guests… Foreign guests, my ass, you fucking stupid Korean punks! Instantly, any of the People of Huaxia in the cabin with a bit of backbone glared back at the Korean woman, their eyes filled with hostility.

"You… what do you want to do!? I am a great Korean, a foreign guest! You can't disrespect me like this! You can't do anything to me!" The Korean woman with the glasses shrank back, but she still put on a brave front.

"A foreign guest, are you?" Hearing this, Liu Chudong gave an angry sneer. He subtly lifted his hand and, with a quick pinch and flick of his fingertip, sent a gust of wind shooting out, striking the woman in the waist. His movement was so concealed that, aside from Chen Fei, no one in the cabin noticed a thing.

"That's right! I am a foreign—AH!"

The woman was reflexively about to answer when, for no apparent reason, her feet slipped. She lost her balance and, with a terrified scream, landed hard on the floor, her head spinning from the fall. Most importantly, everyone in the vicinity immediately caught a whiff of a peculiar stench.

"Whoa!"

"No way! Did that Korean punk just piss herself?"

"It stinks of piss! So this is the so-called quality of Koreans? Pissing all over the place."

"I recorded that whole thing. I'm posting it to Instagram later."

...

A wave of laughter spread through the cabin. No one had expected the Korean woman with the glasses, who had been so arrogant, condescending, and full of herself just moments before, to suddenly pull a stunt like this. Had she really pissed herself out of fear? What is wrong with her? Everyone clutched their noses, staring at the group of Koreans with expressions of pure mockery, their gazes as sharp as daggers.

"Suu Zhen, what are you doing!?" Song Jinhu and the other Koreans looked as if they were about to explode. They clutched their noses and bellowed in fury. This was an absolute humiliation, a disgrace on foreign soil.

If word of this got out, if it was posted online to Instagram and Facebook, where would the Republic of Korea put its face? Where would the Korean Medicine community of the Republic of Korea put its face? This was utterly outrageous. Nearly every Korean glared furiously at the woman with the glasses.

This concerned the very dignity of the Republic of Korea!

"I… I… I don't know!" The woman with the glasses tried to get up but couldn't. A large patch of her dark grey, form-fitting business skirt was soaked, and she was so mortified she was on the verge of tears. She had no idea what had just happened, how she could have suddenly…

"Alright, that's enough. You all should just go now," Chen Fei said, casting a helpless and subtle glance at Liu Chudong. He waved a dismissive hand at the Koreans. "Or do you all want to end up like her?"

It's gotten to this point, so it doesn't really matter if they apologize or not. These guys have pretty much lost all face anyway, haha.

"You… you people… Fine, very fine! You've gone too far!" Song Jinhu snarled, pointing a trembling finger at Chen Fei. Given his status, he had heard a few rumors about people in Huaxia who possessed Extraordinary Martial Power. He now suspected Chen Fei was one of those so-called Ancient Martial Artists of Huaxia and that he had done something to his companion. It has to be!

However, while he was partially correct, he didn't have the full picture. Our Young Master Chen was indeed one of the legendary figures in Huaxia who possessed Extraordinary Martial Power—he was even a step above Ancient Martial Artists, a legendary Cultivator. But the one who had struck the Korean woman wasn't him, it was…

Chen Fei stealthily glanced again at Liu Chudong, who was maintaining a straight face, though his eyes were brimming with suppressed laughter. Shaking his head, Chen Fei said coldly, "Gone too far? I don't think your memory is that bad, is it? Don't forget who was acting so arrogant just now. Let's get one thing straight: this is our Huaxia's territory. Did you really think you Koreans could just raise a ruckus and walk away without any consequences?"

"You…"

Song Jinhu was once again incensed. He threatened, "Is this how you People of Huaxia treat your guests? I'm telling you, I will make sure to describe the disrespectful treatment we Koreans have received here to all the delegates and guests at the seminar! Also! Are you aware that I am a close friend of Elder Li Dongshen, the Vice President of your Traditional Medicine Association of Huaxia? I also know Director Ma Yingtian from your Ministry of Health!"

He knew that the People of Huaxia were obsessed with saving face and their international image. Furthermore, the Vice President of the Traditional Medicine Association, Li Dongshen, and the Ministry of Health's Director, Ma Yingtian, were influential figures of immense status. How could a wet-behind-the-ears brat like Chen Fei possibly dare to offend them? Wasn't he just asking for death?

"Li Dongshen?" Even Elder Du's expression shifted slightly upon hearing that name, a hint of solemnity appearing on his face. Clearly, Li Dongshen carried significant weight in his mind.

But it was obvious. Comparing backgrounds? Comparing connections? It must be said that Song Jinhu had truly picked the wrong target for this particular tactic.

"Vice President Li Dongshen of the Traditional Medicine Association? Director Ma Yingtian from the Ministry of Health?" Chen Fei's tone was laced with sarcasm. "Mr. Song Jinhu, it sounds like you're threatening me. Alright then, no problem. Go ahead and try calling your two powerful friends. See if they'll back you up. Before that, however, I'm afraid you'll all have to come with me off the plane. We can continue this conversation at the police station." This self-important attitude had clearly enraged Young Master Chen.

With a cold smirk, he took out his phone.

"Stop! Wait, do you have any idea what you're doing…?" Huang Kaisheng, finally seeing his chance, immediately stepped forward to intervene. In his eyes, Chen Fei was just stirring up trouble. Didn't he hear Doctor Song say he knew Vice President Li Dongshen and Director Ma Yingtian? Those were people of extraordinary status and prestige! How could this kid be so clueless?

"Shut up," Chen Fei cut him off, his voice sharp and domineering. "You're not qualified to speak to me."

"You brat! Don't get cocky just because Elder Du is on your side! Do you even know who Elder Li Dongshen is? He's the Vice President of the Traditional Medicine Association! Elder Du is merely an honorary representative, a step below Elder Li! Your backing is useless!" Seeing this immature brat show him such disrespect, Huang Kaisheng flew into a rage, speaking without thinking.

The moment the words left his mouth, Elder Du's expression changed dramatically. Realization then dawned on Huang Kaisheng himself, and he stammered in a panic, "No, that's not—Elder Du, please, let me explain. That's not what I meant."

"Then what did you mean, you disgraceful bootlicker?" someone interjected coldly. It was Liu Chudong, who could no longer stand by and watch. "It seems these damn Koreans really are your parents."

"Hmph! So this is how the People of Huaxia treat their guests. We Koreans are truly disappointed. Doctor Du, thank you for your… 'gracious' hospitality today. We're leaving!" At this point, Song Jinhu could no longer endure the self-inflicted humiliation. His face shifted through various shades of anger before settling into a cold, furious mask. He shot a venomous glare at Chen Fei, then spoke to Elder Du, emphasizing each word.

With that, he turned and stormed out of the cabin in a rage. In such a humiliating situation, he couldn't possibly stay a moment longer. The other Koreans saw this and hurriedly scrambled to follow him.

Watching this unfold, Huang Kaisheng's expression flickered several times before he ultimately chased after them with a fawning, sycophantic look on his face. This was partly because the Koreans were like his new parents, but also because he knew he couldn't possibly remain in the cabin either.

"Hmph!"

As they watched the retreating backs of the Koreans and the groveling figure of Huang Kaisheng chasing after them, Chen Fei, Elder Du, and Liu Chudong couldn't help but frown in disgust before letting out a disdainful snort. It was precisely because of spineless people like him, who had no sense of national pride, that foreigners were becoming more and more arrogant on Huaxia soil.

It was an utter embarrassment.

However, our Young Master Chen clearly couldn't be bothered with such a brainless idiot. After a brief glance, he turned his attention back to the flight attendant, Qing Lan, and the others, who were still in shock. The grim look on his face softened into a faint smile. "Those annoying people are gone, but… it looks like we'll have to trouble you to clean up."

As he spoke, Chen Fei gestured with his head toward the wet and foul-smelling patch in the aisle. Hearing this, Liu Chudong discreetly touched his nose, a hint of shame on his face.

After all, this mess was his handiwork. At that thought, his eyes flickered. With his hands behind his back, he clumsily formed a few Seal Gestures. Instantly, an invisible, miraculous power enveloped the puddle on the floor. While the liquid didn't vanish immediately, the foul stench of urine began to fade away.

Seeing this, a small smirk played on Chen Fei's lips.

"Oh, right, okay… Thank you. Thank you all for speaking up for me. Thank you." Seeing the kind smile on Chen Fei's face, the flight attendant named Qing Lan felt her heart flutter. Her cheeks blushed red as she thanked Chen Fei, Elder Du, and the others, and she apologized for all the trouble. She couldn't stop herself from stealing another deep, meaningful glance at Chen Fei, as if conveying a silent, bashful message, before lowering her head and hurrying away.

She certainly hadn't forgotten that Chen Fei was the handsome man she had passed a note to earlier. He was just so cool and handsome.

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