Chapter 840
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Chapter 840 Tang Xiaorou’s Revenge!
Tang Xiaorou’s face changed, and she immediately turned around, wanting to open the door of the private room to leave.
But He Xiaolu got there one step ahead of her, firmly holding the door shut, not letting her pull it open.
“Bang bang bang!”
Tang Xiaorou pounded hard on the door, trying to make people outside hear the noise.
“Stop knocking, Young Master Zeng is a platinum member of Yulan Pavilion. No attendant would dare to open this door without permission,” He Xiaolu said coldly.
By now, the two followers had also walked up to Tang Xiaorou.
They didn’t make a move, but turned to look at Zhou Yuan.
Zhou Yuan looked toward Zeng Xiao.
Zeng Xiao stared at Tang Xiaorou, the smile on his face growing colder.
Originally, he had planned to maintain a good image and win Tang Xiaorou over through legitimate means.
But now, he had changed his mind.
Since Tang Xiaorou was so unyielding, he wanted to use a more forceful approach to make her submit.
This way, he would feel a greater sense of conquest.
“Bring her to me. I want her to drink with me,” Zeng Xiao said with a smile.
“Did you hear that? Hurry up, but be careful not to hurt little sister Xiaorou,” Zhou Yuan instructed.
The two followers nodded and turned to reach for Tang Xiaorou.
Tang Xiaorou immediately sat down against the door, biting her lip with tears welling in her eyes, trying hard not to let them fall.
This was the first time she had encountered such a situation.
Back in Jiangnan, even if someone wanted to harm her, they would consider her family background and her father Tang Mingde.
But now in North Capital, these people didn’t care about that at all.
They didn’t even leave Tang Xiaorou with a shred of dignity.
“Fang Yu, where are you?! Come save me quickly…” Tang Xiaorou tried hard not to cry out loud, her body trembling.
…
On the rooftop, after chatting with Ouyang Xiuyuan for a while, Fang Yu suddenly remembered Tang Xiaorou in the private room.
Thinking about those low-quality rich kids, Fang Yu stood up and said, “I need to go back downstairs.”
“I forgot to ask you earlier, what are you doing at Yulan Pavilion?” Ouyang Xiuyuan asked curiously.
“I came with a little girl,” Fang Yu said.
“A little girl?” Ouyang Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, “Brother Fang, after so many years, have you finally opened up? That would be great… with your genes, your offspring…”
“Stop talking nonsense, I said she’s a little girl,” Fang Yu frowned slightly and walked out of the tea pavilion.
“I’ll go downstairs with you,” Ouyang Xiuyuan said, following beside Fang Yu.
After going down one floor, Fang Yu’s keen hearing picked up some unusual sounds from below.
By the time they reached the fourth floor, the sounds were very clear.
Had Tang Xiaorou gotten into an argument with those people?
If so, she was quite brave.
Fang Yu returned to the Yangmoon private room on the third floor, and heard a scream from inside.
The scream came from Tang Xiaorou.
Fang Yu’s brows furrowed, his eyes flashing with cold light.
Beside him, Ouyang Xiuyuan noticed Fang Yu’s expression and his face immediately darkened.
“Creak!”
Fang Yu pushed open the door, just in time to see the two followers each grabbing one of Tang Xiaorou’s arms, forcibly dragging her in front of Zeng Xiao.
“Let me go!” Tang Xiaorou struggled desperately, but to no avail.
Zeng Xiao sat on the sofa, looking at Tang Xiaorou with a mocking expression, as if looking at a personal plaything.
The others in the room watched Tang Xiaorou as if enjoying a show.
Especially He Xiaolu, who wore a vicious smile on her face.
From the first moment she saw Tang Xiaorou, she had been jealous of her beauty.
Destroying a flower more brilliant than herself gave her great pleasure.
“You really dare to do this,” Fang Yu’s icy voice reached everyone’s ears.
Only then did everyone turn their heads to discover that the door of the private room had been pushed open.
Since Ouyang Xiuyuan was still outside the door, they only saw Fang Yu.
“Oh? Xiaorou’s classmate, finished using the bathroom?” Zhou Yuan, with a cigar between his fingers, saw Fang Yu and chuckled, saying, “The current situation is not easy to resolve. I suggest you go to the bathroom again, otherwise you might soil your pants, and that would be embarrassing.”
The two followers pressed Tang Xiaorou down on the sofa.
Tang Xiaorou turned to look at Fang Yu, her eyes red, filled with humiliation and grievance.
Fang Yu walked straight toward Tang Xiaorou.
“What are you trying to do? Play the hero? Aren’t you afraid of soiling your pants?” Zhou Yuan asked.
Seeing that Fang Yu didn’t stop, Zhou Yuan’s face darkened. He looked at the two followers and cursed, “What are you standing there for? Throw him out! And beat the shit out of him while you’re at it!”
The two followers immediately turned around, looking at Fang Yu with hostile expressions.
Fang Yu continued walking forward.
The two followers reached out toward Fang Yu.
“Bang!”
Fang Yu didn’t move, but the two followers flew sideways as if hit by a bomb, crashing into the walls on either side!
“Boom!”
The walls were directly blasted through, and the two followers with shattered bones lay motionless on the floor behind the walls.
This all happened in less than a second.
Zeng Xiao and Zhou Yuan sitting on the sofa, along with Liu Tianhao and He Xiaolu on the side, were still in a daze.
What just… happened?
Finally realizing the situation, the cigar between Zhou Yuan’s fingers fell to the floor.
The smile on Zeng Xiao’s face disappeared. He licked his lips and said to Fang Yu, “So you’re a martial artist?”
Fang Yu didn’t respond.
“I’m Zeng Xiao. My father is Zeng Fulin. If you check this year’s wealth rankings, you’ll find his name,” Zeng Xiao glanced at the hole in the wall, his fear growing stronger, making his voice tremble. “If you lay a hand on me, you won’t gain anything. Instead, you’ll face the full retaliation of our Zeng family… But if you calm down and let me go, I can offer you a reward. From now on, you’ll be a friend of the Zeng family…”
“You’re a bit stronger than I imagined. Many people in this situation would be scared stiff, unable to speak as coherently as you just did, with decent logic,” Fang Yu smiled faintly and said, “Of course, it’s also possible that you’re not frightened enough.”
“You…” Zhou Yuan pointed at Fang Yu, trying to speak.
“Bang!”
But he only managed to say one word before his entire body, along with the sofa he was sitting on, was propelled backward, crashing into the wall behind him.
This wall was thicker, only creating a blood-stained concave impression, but Zhou Yuan’s body was completely twisted. He lay on the ground, motionless, seemingly dead on impact.
“Ah!”
He Xiaolu screamed in terror, jumping up, trying to run away.
But in an instant, a tremendous force locked onto her, making her unable to move.
The same happened to Liu Tianhao and Zeng Xiao.
Fang Yu looked at Tang Xiaorou, who was sitting on the sofa wiping her tears, and asked, “Do you want to take revenge yourself?”
Tang Xiaorou was stunned for a moment, looking at Fang Yu with tear-filled eyes, then nodded.
“Good.” Fang Yu released the Xuanran energy from his body, transferring it to Tang Xiaorou.
Tang Xiaorou’s body emitted a white glow.
“Now, whatever you want to do to them, just raise your hand and you can do it,” Fang Yu said.
Tang Xiaorou looked down at her glowing body, her beautiful eyes wide open.
In her life, she had only experienced something like this in dreams.
Following Fang Yu’s instructions, Tang Xiaorou looked at Zeng Xiao in front of her.
Zeng Xiao’s face changed dramatically. He said, “I didn’t do anything! I haven’t done anything yet! Fighting is not allowed in Yulan Pavilion! If you dare to make a move, Master Ouyang will never let you off!”
Hearing these words, Tang Xiaorou stood still, afraid to act.
“Don’t worry, go ahead. I guarantee Ouyang Chengdao won’t dare to do anything to you,” a deep voice came from the doorway of the private room.
Everyone turned to see an elderly man with white hair but still handsome features walking in from outside.
“Who do you think you are? What gives you the right to guarantee…” Zeng Xiao said with an ugly expression.
“Because I’m Ouyang Chengdao’s father,” Ouyang Xiuyuan said coldly.
“You heard him, go ahead,” Fang Yu patted Tang Xiaorou’s shoulder and said.
Tang Xiaorou bit her lip, raised her right hand covered in light, and experimentally gave a gentle slap toward Zeng Xiao.
