848: Chapter 848 [Arriving in a Tank at That Ti] 848: Chapter 848 [Arriving in a Tank at That Ti] “Haha…”
Ye Chenfeng smiled.
Although he didn’t admit that he was a mber of the Ye Family, there was one thing he had to acknowledge—the blood running through his veins was of the Divine Land.
He’d always been furious with this country in front of him, because they had pirated many things from the Divine Land, and now they even had the gall to play the victim.
Claiming that the Divine Land was plagiarizing and pirating their ideas—this was truly laughable.
They even prohibited people from the Divine Land from entering their venues to enjoy their fashion shows.
“Not only do I not have a ticket, but I also don’t have any credentials.
But do you believe that I can still get into your venue?” Ye Chenfeng put his hands in his pockets, surveying the staff of the Korean venue with contempt, as wild as ever.
One staff mber snorted disdainfully, “Hmph, trying to enter the venue without a ticket or credentials is no different from going to other countries without a passport, is it?”
“In other countries, of course, you need a passport.
But going to your country might be a different story.” Ye Chenfeng lit up a cigarette, speaking leisurely.
“Haha…”
A few people laughed as if they had heard the biggest joke in the world.
“What?
You don’t need a passport to go to our country?
You must be dreaming.
Although our country doesn’t welco you tourists from the Divine Land, you still make up the majority of our foreign visitors, and they all need passports.
Without a passport, they would be deported back to the Divine Land.
When has there ever been a ti when you didn’t need a passport?” the staff mbers sneered.
“My ancestors went to Seoul once without needing a passport,” Ye Chenfeng said flatly.
The person sneered and asked mockingly, “Your ancestors ca to Seoul?”
“Yes, they ca once.”
“Coming to Seoul without a passport?
I don’t believe it!
Absolutely impossible!” The people looked incredulous.
Ye Chenfeng opened his hands, “They really didn’t bring a passport when they ca.
Would I lie to you?”
“Impossible.
People from the Divine Land need their passports checked when they co to our country.
When did your ancestors co?” a staff mber asked, puzzled.
Ye Chenfeng blew out a few smoke rings before slowly speaking, “I rember it was in January ’51.
They ca in tanks, and no one in your country dared to check their passports.”
“…”
The words were a shock, and the staff of the Korean venue were dumbfounded, as if each had been force-fed an egg, stunned and speechless, not knowing how to respond.
Their faces darkened, and their eyes showed a complex look, as if they had been trampled on.
“Beautiful!”
The tourists from the Divine Land standing behind Ye Chenfeng couldn’t help but applaud after hearing his words.
What Ye Chenfeng said truly hit the mark.
Seeing the staff’s embarrassed looks, everyone felt much better.
“You’re extrely uncivilized!
Don’t even think about entering the venue today, no matter how much violence you use,” the staff mber barked angrily.
Ye Chenfeng extinguished his cigarette and smiled, “So let’s make a bet.
If I get into your venue without a ticket, you have to apologize to all the people from the Divine Land present here.”
“And if you lose?” The staff mber’s eyes flickered.
“Then I’ll swallow five boxes of shampoo, break a durian with my hands, smash my head on bricks, eat oranges and bananas with the peel, slap myself 800 tis, and skip without a rope,” Ye Chenfeng replied casually.
The staff mber waved his phone, “I’ve recorded everything that just happened.
If you fail, I’ll send it to the dia.”
“Haha, no problem.
We people from the Divine Land keep our word,” Ye Chenfeng laughed.
“I’d like to see how you plan to get into the venue today.
Using violence?” the staff sneered.
Just as they finished speaking, a few people hurried out of the venue.
Leading them was Qingliu Yiye, accompanied by a dapper man in his thirties, followed by several people who looked like company leaders.
“Welco, Mr.
Nicholas, to the Korean fashion show.
On behalf of ten Korean companies, I extend a warm welco to Mr.
Nicholas!”
The man accompanying Qingliu Yiye welcod Ye Chenfeng with both apprehension and respect.
“Gah!”
The staff mbers were utterly dumb-struck.
If others didn’t know who was speaking, they certainly did.
The head of the most powerful Sanhua Group among the ten Korean companies, Park Dongwang, whose top designers’ works were the highlight of this venue.
“Who are you?” Ye Chenfeng frowned and asked.
“Mr.
Nicholas, I’m…”
Park Dongwang briefly introduced himself and explained the situation.
The staff mbers were so frightened that they apologized profusely to Ye Chenfeng and the other people from the Divine Land.
In the end, everyone entered the venue without needing tickets, and the staff understood the morning’s events, which nearly scared them to death.
An incident involving Chapson couldn’t even compare to Park Dongwang.
Ye Chenfeng spent the whole day living it up, being warmly welcod wherever he went, with people making way for him wherever he walked.
In the evening, back at the hotel, Chu Qingxue and the others were busy with preparations for the Divine Land Day fashion show, while Ye Chenfeng returned to his room.
He had one more thing to do: the Dragon Slaying Plan.
With his emotions settled, Ye Chenfeng slowly opened the Dragon Slaying Plan and began to read it page by page.
It was a detailed account of a battle recorded by the Literary Fiend, not just a simple list of forces.
Ye Chenfeng treated it like a novel.
The Literary Fiend’s writing was truly strong, vividly depicting the battle scenes like a grand movie, making for an exhilarating read, full of blood and passion.
When he ca across a particular line, Ye Chenfeng froze, “Oh God, I actually saw God descend.
It was so overwhelming…”
As he continued reading, the Literary Fiend frequently ntioned the word “God,” analyzing it briefly and leading Ye Chenfeng to realize that this “God” was probably the mastermind behind the Dragon Slaying Plan, which made him think of the voice that appeared last in the Reincarnation Mirror.
Ye Chenfeng seriously tried to extract so useful information from the book but found that the Literary Fiend’s descriptions showed these organizations or forces were well-disguised.
Naturally, the Literary Fiend, not being a core mber, didn’t know the specific list of participants.
However, looking at the Human Skin Book of the Literary Fiend, vivid images ford in Ye Chenfeng’s mind.
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