The Beautiful CEO's Super Soldier King-Chapter 967 [A Group of Brats]

"By the way, that little brat Bai Yue’er is provoking us. Let’s go over now and put a damper on her arrogance," Qin Yanran said.

Ye Chenfeng listened for a while, seeming to catch onto the gist of the situation.

Qin Yanran brought a group of people, and that Bai Yue’er seems to have brought a group too. It looks like they’re competing over something.

Bai Yue’er, Bai Family? One of the Eight Great Families of Capital City.

Ye Chenfeng felt relieved; aside from the Eight Great Families’ heirs, no one else could contend with Qin Yanran.

"Yanran, let’s go see what tricks Bai Yue’er is up to?"

A group of people, filled with excitement, began to shout.

"Boom boom boom..."

As they were leaving, Ye Chenfeng finally witnessed why they were called wealthy youths.

Each of them was young, but the cars they drove were luxury vehicles, each more expensive than the last, some even limited editions.

Ye Chenfeng was still sitting in Qin Yanran’s car while the others paid him no mind, merely viewing him as some kind of bodyguard figure for Qin Yanran.

No matter how skilled you are at fighting, in the eyes of these people, you’re just something money could easily command, no different from an animal.

This was a club called "War World," whose exterior decorations already indicated the club’s level. It’s out of reach for ordinary people, not even affordable for white-collar workers, as it caters specifically to this group of wealthy youths.

"Miss Qin, you’re here?"

Seeing Qin Yanran and her group, the waiters felt elated one by one.

"Here, take this. Don’t bother us! We know how it works, been here plenty of times."

Some boys casually tossed over a wad of cash, and the waiters were overjoyed — this random throw was more than a month’s salary, with repeat visits, this could make them rich.

Ye Chenfeng entered the War World Club with the group, discovering it was a themed club focused on military warfare.

Qin Yanran and her crew were familiar with this place, hurrying forward until reaching an area resembling a training base.

In a large room decorated in camouflage, numerous replica guns and various military knives hung on the walls.

"Oh, Qin Yanran, you’re here! I thought you might not dare come!"

Seated on a sofa deep within the room was a girl clad in leather clothes, a head-to-toe designer brand, and Ye Chenfeng could smell her intensely strong perfume from afar.

Ye Chenfeng identified it as a Chanel perfume, the mature woman’s variety.

Instantly, his impression of this girl soured.

Despite Qin Yanran being a bit spoiled and headstrong, she was pure and unadulterated from head to toe.

"Hmph, Bai Yue’er, you’ve been tempting guys again. I can smell the seductive scent of your sly fox ways from afar," Qin Yanran wrinkled her brow, twitching her dainty little nose.

Across from them, Bai Yue’er sneered, "Qin Yanran, I am seeing men, but what about you? You’re eighteen and still a virgin, isn’t that embarrassing?"

"You..."

Bai Yueer’s words left Qin Yanran speechless, trembling with anger.

"Pfft!"

Ye Chenfeng couldn’t hold back; the cigarette wedged at the corner of his mouth flew out.

What’s up with girls these days? Staying pure seems pretty good!

Why? Is it shameful to be a virgin at eighteen?

"I don’t quite understand you young folks!"

Ye Chenfeng felt increasingly out of touch with the pace of these young people, for the first time feeling old.

"Haha, Qin Yanran, apart from being able to fight, you’re only fiery-tempered. You might not have a boyfriend in the future," Bai Yue’er continued to mock.

Qin Yanran was so enraged by Bai Yue’er that she almost coughed up blood but couldn’t get the upper hand verbally.

"Bai Yue’er, tell me, did you invite me out today to fight?" Qin Yanran asked.

Bai Yue’er replied mockingly, "Hmph, Qin Yanran, I admit you’re really good at fighting. It’s no wonder you’re from a hunter background. But what’s the point of being so skilled? Have you seen any boss personally fighting? Bosses always sit at the back, directing. Today, let your lackeys come out, if you win, then you’re my boss; but if you lose, of course, I’ll be your boss."

"Pfft!"

Ye Chenfeng was amused; Qin Yanran said she brought him to witness this, but it turned out to be such childish antics.

However, Ye Chenfeng understood one thing, in their circle, reputation is seen as incredibly important, like this boss-lackey play, the loser would be oppressed for a long time, possibly becoming the entire circle’s joke.

Qin Yanran was initially taken aback, then immediately asked, "Lackeys competing?"

"That’s right, I recently got a very capable lackey. Let yours come out and compete, if your lackeys are all useless, then you can come forward. Of course, if you’re scared, feel free to leave," Bai Yue’er confidently responded.

"Hahaha..."

Bai Yue’er’s lackeys erupted in laughter.

"Fine, let’s compete, who’s afraid?" Qin Yanran’s expression turned a bit awkward, but agreed under Bai Yue’er’s provocation.

"Alright, then it’s a deal. Winner becomes the boss!" Bai Yue’er said.

The group moved to another area, still indoors.

A wide arena like a boxing ring appeared before Ye Chenfeng’s eyes, clearly a frequent recreational spot for this group of hedonists.

"By the way, Qin Yanran, I must tell you, we’ll only have one person competing. You’re free to send whomever you want, if dissatisfied, come all at once," Bai Yue’er arrogantly stated.

"You..."

Qin Yanran was nearly infuriated to death, tempted to send only one person too.

But she restrained herself; Bai Yue’er’s confidence indicated thorough preparation.

"Xiao Long, it’s time for you to step in, don’t disappoint me," Bai Yue’er gestured, and soon from their side’s crowd, a person leisurely stepped out.

Judging by age, around sixteen or seventeen, younger than Qin Yanran’s group.

He was incredibly dark-skinned, wearing a camouflage vest showcasing explosive muscles.

Ye Chenfeng could tell this kid’s muscles weren’t just for show, they’re genuine, the kind of bulk that could absolutely pummel those gym trainers with arms bigger than heads.

His skin was so dark that when muscles flexed, they cast dark lines, looking very intimidating. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

"Xiao Long, don’t exert too hard, avoid fatalities," Bai Yue’er couldn’t help but advise.

Huh?

Ye Chenfeng noticed something peculiar, this guy named Xiao Long, his breathing seemed odd, as if he didn’t need his nose at all.