The Supreme Soldier King of the Lady CEO
Chapter 230 - 229: Are you sure your nephew is cooler than me?

Chapter 230: Chapter 229: Are you sure your nephew is cooler than me?

Everyone followed Su Qingqing’s gaze.

Instantly, the onlookers, fearing to get involved, backed away from Ye Huan, treating him like some sort of "plague."

Song Yanhong was delighted.

She had witnessed Ye Huan’s powers back in the village!

And she’s still benefiting from it now since "Su Family’s son-in-law," Ye Huan, had overthrown the village tyrant Zhong Dabiao. Her and Su Dahai’s status in the village has noticeably improved.

With him around, what did this bald guy amount to?

"I...I shouldn’t have stepped on your shoe, that’s my fault. Name your price, I’m willing to compensate you! But I warn you, don’t you dare have any improper thoughts about my daughter, or my son-in-law won’t let you get away with it!"

Song Yanhong immediately felt assured, viciously glaring at the bald man. She then protectively pulled Su Qingqing into her arms like a mother hen shielding her chick.

The bald man squinted at Ye Huan.

He’d heard that many influential city people are very low-key. This village woman’s confidence was so high; could it be that this simply dressed young man really had some extraordinary background?

"Young brother, may I ask who you are?" the bald man asked in a softened tone.

Before Ye Huan could speak.

Su Qingqing, with a look of frustration and anger, snapped, "Ye Huan, why are you just standing there? Bite him already! If you’re really too much of a coward, get that Tiger bro to finish him off!"

Ye Huan was full of black lines. If he had tape in his hand, he would have chosen to seal Su Qingqing’s mouth shut.

Tiger bro...

That kid was in the pen, probably not far from the execution day, and yet she wanted to find him?

But this bald man indeed needed to be taken care of.

Ye Huan put his hands in his pockets and slowly walked forward, saying coldly, "If you don’t want to be dealt with, get out of my sight quickly!"

"I really can’t understand... what’s so arrogant about you?!"

The bald man cursed loudly, shoving Ye Huan hard with a disdainful sneer, "And you want me to scram? That Tiger bro? Does that kind of person even have the nerve to be mentioned in front of me? Do you really think your background is that strong? Let me tell you, in my eyes, your background is nothing!"

Ye Huan, pushed so, didn’t retreat even a few steps.

But Song Yanhong’s expression, which had been of relief, was suddenly frozen.

The bald man looked clearly unafraid of Tiger bro!

Could it be that his nephew was even more formidable than that Tiger bro?!

My God!

"Kid, if you don’t want to die, get out of here quickly. I’m going to take your wife away and have some fun with her, understand?" The bald man smirked with a mocking curve on his lips, continuously poking Ye Huan in the chest, looking very deserving of a beating.

Ye Huan remained calm and said blandly, "I said, if you don’t want to be dealt with, get out of here quickly, understand?"

"Haha, you? You’ve got a small background but talk big!?"

The bald man laughed wildly twice, and then...

He blew a puff of smoke into Ye Huan’s face, sneered disdainfully, and slapped Ye Huan’s face twice, "asking," "Kid, dare to talk to me like that, do you really think your background is more significant than my nephew’s?!"

"Perhaps, my background is a lot stronger than your nephew’s."

Ye Huan’s face stayed calm as he uttered that thought-provoking line.

"Pfft, haha, you’re really humorous, haha!"

The bald man laughed uproariously, constantly slapping Ye Huan’s shoulder.

Laughing wildly, the disdain and contempt, as well as the mockery on his lips, deepened even more, as he looked at Ye Huan as if he were a clown.

Although he wasn’t from Celestial Sea, with such an "accomplished" nephew, he had some understanding of the people on the path in Celestial Sea.

That Tiger bro, though somewhat reputable, was nothing in front of the Celestial Dragon Gang, essentially just an ant that could be easily squashed!

He had thought this kid’s background was impressive, turned out it wasn’t?

What a joke, couldn’t compare with himself at all!

The bald man once again laughed dismissively.

Then he turned his head to look at Song Yanhong, exhaling a smoke ring while displaying a "magnanimous" face, disdaining:

"Woman, let me tell you, your son-in-law is nothing in front of me!"

"I’ll give you two choices now!"

"One, you and your son-in-law can make yourself scarce, and leave your daughter behind as compensation for stepping on my shoe and causing me the loss; two, wait for my nephew to arrive, then I will give you and your son-in-law a good beating, and finally take your daughter away, you choose!"

Saying that, the bald man took a deep puff of his cigar and then extinguished the stub.

Song Yanhong felt a pang of fear, her whole body shivered as she cried out:

"Big brother, we...we can talk this over, I’m really willing to compensate for the damage to your shoe. But please...please don’t do anything to my daughter and my son-in-law, I’m begging you."

"I just want your daughter to accompany me for a rest! Unless..."

The bald man sneered with a hint of a curve at the corner of his mouth, raising the shoe with the imprint on it, "unless you kneel down and lick my shoe clean, then I might consider letting your daughter go."

"You should just die..." Su Qingqing, trembling with anger.

Song Yanhong covered her mouth, preventing her from cursing out loud, and without hesitation, bent her knees.

If her daughter fell into the hands of someone like the bald man, she would definitely be tormented to death, and she absolutely didn’t want to see that happen.

Ye Huan saw this, frowned, and quickly supported her, "Auntie, what are you doing?"

"Little Ye, Auntie has no choice, I...I can’t just stand by and watch you and Qingqing fall into a dangerous situation, can I?"

"Dangerous situation, him?" Ye Huan pointed at the bald man, questioning her.

"You...your Tiger bro backing..."

Song Yanhong’s face was awkward, for fear of wounding Ye Huan’s "self-esteem," she ultimately didn’t say the rest of it: "The bald man isn’t afraid of the person you have backing you at all, his background must be stronger than yours."

"Mom, what are you afraid of?" Su Qingqing said as she linked arms with Song Yanhong, pulling her aside, then glanced at Ye Huan, "Ye Huan already said that, so he must be able to handle this bald guy."

When she said this, she clearly lacked some confidence.

After all, the bald man wasn’t even afraid of Ye Huan’s biggest "backer"—Tiger bro, which was enough to show that he had a significant background.

As for Ye Huan, who’d lost his "backer," that disdainful rhetorical response just might be keeping up appearances only.

Listening to this, the bald man pointed at Ye Huan, laughed loudly at Su Qingqing, "Ha, you say he can handle me? Ha! How many times do I have to tell you, my background is not something he can compare with! My nephew is way more formidable than him!"

Ye Huan’s face showed a thick playful expression, with his lips curling slightly upward.

Besides being playful, it carried a hint of deep meaning:

"You, are you sure your nephew is more formidable than me?"