Supremely Talented Tyrant

Chapter 136 What happened to your hair?

"Have a few more drinks?"

Leng Feng's mental defenses completely crumbled, and he broke down.

He wasn't afraid of death, but he dreaded making a fool of himself in front of Shu Ya, and even more so that invincible stinky big farting radish.

Damn it, that bastard's farts really stink!

After hesitating for a moment, Leng Feng's mouth twitched a few times, and he finally chose to swallow his pride and said begrudgingly:

"Shu Ya and I grew up together; in a sense, you could say we were childhood sweethearts."

Hao Jian paused for a moment and said, "So, you like her?"

"Of course not. I'm an orphan who was taken in and raised by the Zhang Family. Their only purpose in raising me was a singular one, to protect Miss Shu Ya's safety. The relationship between Miss Shu Ya and me was doomed a long time ago, it was absolutely impossible for us to become lovers, and it's out of the question for me to have any improper thoughts about her."

Leng Feng spoke seriously; he had no love for Shu Ya, just loyalty, like a dog.

"But I'm definitely not just a bodyguard as you said, I would die for Miss Shu Ya. Miss Shu Ya is my everything, her every command is my top priority, even if she wanted me to commit suicide right now, I wouldn't blink an eye."

Leng Feng emphasized again that he was certainly not just an ordinary bodyguard.

"You mean to say, you're like a guardian angel or a knight in shining armor?" Hao Jian asked with a frown.

"Yes, you're right."

Leng Feng nodded repeatedly, and Hao Jian finally understood him.

"Pah! You're really disgusting!" Hao Jian expressed his disgust.

On the spot, Leng Feng turned to stone. How was this disgusting? This was clearly a very sacred matter!

Leng Feng said blankly, "Don't you feel touched at all?"

"Touched my ass, you freaking pervert!" Hao Jian said with even greater revulsion.

"I... How am I a pervert?"

Leng Feng roared, nearly crying from anger; this bastard was too inhumane!

"You've been harboring thoughts about a girl without her knowing, thinking about her all the time, wanting to protect her without her permission, and vowing to guard her for life. Isn't that perverted?"

Hao Jian snorted twice and said, "You're the kind of dead pervert who would stand at someone's door in the middle of the night, staring at their window and jerking off!"

"I..."

Leng Feng had lived for over twenty years and had never been insulted like this, but Hao Jian was sharp-tongued, and he couldn't find the words to fight back.

"In the future, I will definitely keep Shu Ya far away from you, you pervert." Hao Jian snorted.

"You can't do that! Miss Shu Ya is my life, doing that would be like killing me!" Explore more at empire

Leng Feng bellowed, from childhood he had been indoctrinated with the notion: "You live for Shu Ya, she is the meaning of your continued existence!"

If Shu Ya died, or ignored him, then his life would lose its purpose!

"You see, saying such things in front of Shu Ya's fiancé, and you still claim you're not a pervert?" Hao Jian deliberately wiggled his buttocks, twisting Leng Feng's face out of shape.

"I'm going to kill you!" Leng Feng growled through clenched teeth.

"Kill me? I'm Shu Ya's fiancé, and since Shu Ya is your mistress, that should make me your master too. If you killed me, do you think Shu Ya would forgive you?" Hao Jian asked with a smile.

Leng Feng was utterly at a loss for words; the otherwise unyielding man was so agitated he was about to cry:

"What do you really want?"

"It's simple, just obey my orders from now on, or I'll have Shu Ya fire you at any moment. And before firing you, I might even strip you naked and hang you from the chandelier, or let you taste the power of the Stinky Fart Divine Skill!" Hao Jian threatened.

"You're a demon."

Leng Feng's eyes showed a sense of defeat. Consider Leng Feng, who could face thousands of troops without changing his expression, and yet now he was being toyed with by a rascal.

Hao Jian had this ability to twist even the most formidable people around his finger because he was the almighty God of Death!

"Hao Jian, why are you bullying Leng Feng!"

At this moment, Shu Ya had finished chatting with Zhang Cheng and was heading downstairs, only to see Hao Jian sitting on Leng Feng's face in the lobby.

Seeing his bodyguard, whom he had raised for over twenty years, being beaten into a dog by Hao Jian, Zhang Cheng was also stunned.

Leng Feng was capable of taking on a hundred men alone, just like Zhao Zilong during the Three Kingdoms period. Zhang Cheng had spent so much money on him to train him to this point, and yet Hao Jian managed to knock him down?

This... this was just too bizarre, right?

Only then did Hao Jian let go and stood up, shrugging his shoulders in embarrassment: "He started it, not my fault."

Seeing Shu Ya appear, Leng Feng immediately perked up as if injected with adrenaline, promptly stood up, and gave a respectful bow:

"Miss!"

Hao Jian sneered, "What a sycophant."

Leng Feng glared fiercely at him, struggling to hold back from lashing out.

When Shu Ya saw Leng Feng's hair standing on end, she asked with curiosity:

"Leng Feng, what's with your hair?"

"It's… it's nothing..."

Leng Feng's mouth twitched. He certainly couldn't say he'd been blown away by one of Hao Jian's farts!

"How did you two start fighting?" Zhang Cheng asked curiously, eager to know what had happened and why his tiger of a guard was no match for Hao Jian.

"He said he's the Miss's fiancé. I said he was talking nonsense. Someone of the Miss's esteemed status could never marry such a scoundrel. He's clearly a toad lusting after swan meat, so I couldn't help but make a move," Leng Feng said through gritted teeth and in a low voice.

"But you just got flattened by that toad. So, what does that make you? A little tadpole? A white tadpole?" Hao Jian clucked with mock amazement, eyeing Leng Feng with amusement.

"You." Leng Feng clenched his fists, ready to fight again.

But remembering the guy's Stinky Fart Divine Skill, he didn't dare to make a move!

"Enough, both of you cut it out," Shu Ya said with a headache. These two were such a pain; why couldn't they make her life a little easier?

Then, Shu Ya turned to Leng Feng and said, "He's right, he is indeed my fiancé, and before long, I'll be marrying him."

"What? Impossible!"

Leng Feng's eyes widened in disbelief. Why would Shu Ya fall for such a scoundrel?

"What if I told you that your esteemed young lady actively pursued me? Would that seem even more impossible?" Hao Jian cackled strangely, his voice like a duck's.

Shu Ya felt a vein pop in irritation. This bastard, couldn't he let her have even one day without embarrassment?

"That's just... absolutely impossible!" Leng Feng couldn't help but curse.

Shu Ya was the goddess in his eyes, so beautiful, so intelligent, the dream lover of countless men. Others only yearned for her; it was nonsense that she would chase after anyone!