"No invitation card? That won't do. This trade event has strict regulations; only those with an invitation card can enter!"
The questioning security guard clearly didn't believe Ling Zhenfei's words, and imdiately answered with a stern face.
"No card ans no entry. To claim you forgot it, I've t plenty with thick faces, but none quite as shaless as you!"
Another guard looked at Ling Zhenfei with undisguised contempt. In his view, Ling Zhenfei was nothing but a penniless loser.
A loser is a loser, why pretend otherwise? You should know, the cheapest ornantal fish on display in the hall start at several tens of thousands, this guy probably couldn't afford one with a year's salary!
"Who are you calling shaless?" Ling Zhenfei glared at the talkative guard, a cold glint bursting from his eyes.
He was naturally unassuming and didn't want to cause trouble. But that didn't an he could endure soone provoking him!
He found it strange, why were there so many who looked down on others in this world? These two guards were clearly taking the side of the powerful, yet they dared to mock him?
"Hehe, insult whom? Obviously, you!"
The guard shivered under Ling Zhenfei's fierce gaze, but quickly rebounded, assuming an arrogant pose. Wielding his rubber baton, he pointed viciously at Ling Zhenfei, "Kid, cut the crap. This is not a place for poor trash like you. If you know what's good for you, scram!"
"You..."
Ling Zhenfei was furious and about to erupt when he heard a scolding voice from behind, "Blind fools, are you blind? Not even recognizing the famous Young Master Ling, what's the point of you hanging around here?"
Hearing this familiar voice, Ling Zhenfei's mind and spirit jolted, and he turned his head to see the newcor, his fierce eyes rapidly narrowing.
"Young Master Huang? You've arrived?"
The two guards, suddenly rebuked, turned pale and were about to get angry. But upon seeing the speaker, dressed in impeccably tailored clothes and clearly from a wealthy family, they instantly froze, then began nodding and bowing obsequiously to him.
They certainly recognized him, the visitor was none other than Huang Shijia, a famous scion from a wealthy family in Binyang City—the sole heir of the Huang family whose fortune exceeded a billion.
Huang Shijia, escorted by two bodyguards, was swaggering over in a very show-off manner.
He seed to not notice the guards' bowing and scraping at all. His disdainful gaze flicked across Ling Zhenfei's face, and then, with a snort, he barked at the two guards, "You two, how dare you be so disrespectful to Young Master Ling?
Do you know who Young Master Ling is? He's the biggest poor loser in all Binyang! How can you just scold him? If it were , I would have set dogs on him by now!"
"This..." Just having been scolded by Huang Shijia, the two guards really thought Young Master Huang had a good relationship with Ling Zhenfei. But hearing this, they sensed sothing was off.
What's going on?
The two guards looked at each other, standing there stunned, completely unable to grasp what had just happened…
"Huang Shijia, what exactly do you an?" Ling Zhenfei's gaze was icy as he stared at Huang Shijia, fury burning in his eyes.
"What do I an? Hehe, Ling Zhenfei, old classmate, you haven't forgotten our past differences, have you?"
Huang Shijia looked down on Ling Zhenfei with derision, his voice chilling, "Ling Zhenfei, weren't you quite the man in university? Better grades than , better looks than , even ng Yu fell for you.
But now, out of university, all your advantages are worth nothing! You have no money, and without money, you're just a useless loser. What do you have to compare with ?"
Huang Shijia was right; he and Ling Zhenfei were university classmates.
It's just that back then, in the campus, Ling Zhenfei always dominated Huang Shijia with various advantages, even the campus goddess Qin ngyu was smitten with Ling Zhenfei.
This made Huang Shijia harbor jealousy against Ling Zhenfei, and even though both had graduated for over a year now, his resentnt towards Ling Zhenfei had not subsided at all.
"Huang Shijia, out of respect for our past as classmates, I do not wish to engage in a war of words with you here."
Facing Huang Shijia's rabid barking, Ling Zhenfei acted as if he saw nothing and heard nothing, turning to walk toward the hall.
"Stop him!" Seeing Ling Zhenfei disregard him in such a manner, Huang Shijia was even more furious.
"Hold it right there, didn't you hear Young Master Huang? Young Master Huang told you to stop!"
Huang Shijia was originally shouting at the two bodyguards behind him, but two security guards reacted first. The guards exchanged glances, vying for credit as they quickly moved to block Ling Zhenfei's path.
Once again blocked by the two security guards, Ling Zhenfei's face darkened as he spoke sternly, "Please step aside, I've already said, I didn't bring my invitation card. If you don't believe , you can go and confirm with Boss Lu Renben."
"Lu Renben? Hmph, as if a penniless loser like you would know Boss Lu."
"Heh heh, Old Wu, let's not waste words on him. This kid's full of crap and is Young Master Huang's enemy. Even if he has an invitation card, we won't let him in!"
"Right, Old Qi, you're absolutely correct!"
...
The two security guards were not interested in listening to Ling Zhenfei, wanting to show off in front of Huang Shijia. They even raised their rubber batons nacingly, ready to strike down on Ling Zhenfei's head.
"Seeking death!"
Ling Zhenfei had not intended to stoop to the level of these two insignificant figures, but seeing their excessive bullying and daring to strike, a surge of anger flared up within him. He snatched the rubber batons from their hands.
Slap! Slap!
At the sa ti, Ling Zhenfei swiftly struck, landing a loud slap on each of them, sending them tumbling to the ground.
These two security guards were nothing more than bluster and no substance. They could not withstand the two slaps from Ling Zhenfei and were promptly knocked down, unable to stand up again.
"Ling Zhenfei, you've got so nerve, daring to assault the security guards!"
Huang Shijia had hoped to vent his anger through the two bodyguards, but now seeing how formidable Ling Zhenfei was, he beca incredibly enraged and shouted at the bodyguards, "Take this punk down!"
"Yes!" The two bodyguards responded at the sa ti, balling their fists and lunging aggressively at Ling Zhenfei.
These two bodyguards were trained fighters, their cultivation had reached the Middle Xiantian Realm, more than enough to handle ordinary people.
However... unfortunately for them, this ti, their opponent was Ling Zhenfei!
"Hmph!"
Just as their roaring fists were about to hit Ling Zhenfei, he let out a scoff and waved his hand nonchalantly.
Slap! Slap!
And so, after two slaps that were even louder than before, the two seemingly fierce bodyguards had not even co close to Ling Zhenfei before they were slapped and sent flying away.
Ah!
This scene not only left Huang Shijia dumbfounded on the spot, but also prompted a collective gasp of surprise from the onlookers.
Who on earth was this young man? How could he strike with such severity, decisively taking down all four n without any hesitation?
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