The next second he realized there was a problem.

Because Luofeng directly swung a slap at him.

Even his glasses were smacked flying.

Luofeng already didn’t like the way the guy was ordering Liu Hanyan around, but the way he was greedily staring at Liu Hanyan, Tuanzi, and her figure made Luofeng feel blatantly offended.

And having her go over with a toast? Do you even need to ask what would come after?

The conflict between Luofeng and Li Yishan drew the attention of the surrounding customers.

Luofeng said calmly, "Everyone, don’t get nervous. This old pervert was harassing my girlfriend, so I’m just teaching him a lesson!"

The customers around, seeing what was going on, all started to roar their approval.

"For real, that’s what happened?"

"Bro, nicely done!"

"A bastard like that deserves a beating!"

"Dressed all proper and decent, who knew he was this kind of scum?"

"There are still people in this day and age who dare to openly act like a creep?"

Luofeng said with a grin, "Yeah, I also think he’s pretty bold!"

Yeah, coming here to throw his weight around in front of Luofeng.

That really does take guts.

Even though Luofeng was worth hundreds of billions, he didn’t have that "calmly ignore provocation" attitude most rich people did.

If you’re a man, you step up when it’s time to step up.

As for problems that might come after? He’d just deal with them one by one.

"Y-you... you dare hit me? Do you know who I am?" Li Yishan had been stunned stupid by that slap from Luofeng; only now did he slowly react and realize he seemed to have been hit?

"Hahaha! Then do you know who I am?" Luofeng couldn’t help laughing. What a childish question.

The guy who dares to hit you.

You think he’s still worried about who you are? 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Do you really think, in this day and age, there are still many people who hit others "impulsively" without thinking?

Of course, Luofeng was indeed acting on impulse.

But it was a rational impulse.

Because Luofeng had the ability to settle everything that came after.

For a scumbag whose moral score was down to about 60, Luofeng had zero intention of letting him off easy.

"Oh? And who are you?" Li Yishan asked with a mocking smile.

"What a mood killer." Luofeng sighed. The guy didn’t even know him—clearly his rank in Shanghai wasn’t all that.

There was no way Luofeng was going to waste time here.

He simply pulled Liu Hanyan away and left.

On the way out, Luofeng very deliberately stepped right onto the glasses at his feet, crushing them to pieces.

Those were Li Yishan’s glasses.

The Hot Pot restaurant’s boss never showed up from start to finish, because the Zhongyi Tang security guards had already had a word with him.

The boss figured Luofeng probably had a serious background.

So he behaved himself and stayed quiet.

They even took away the surveillance hard drive.

However, the Zhongyi Tang security staff handled things very properly: not only did they pay for the food, they also paid for the surveillance hard drive.

They even picked up the tab for every customer in the place.

Handling it that smoothly and cleanly.

Became a big talking point among the customers who’d been there.

But they also understood the implications, and with the video wiped, naturally no one made any more trouble.

Luofeng and Liu Hanyan left the Hot Pot place; they didn’t drive the Porsche 911. He just handed the keys to a Zhongyi Tang guy, who would of course drive it off.

Sitting in a Mercedes Benz, Luofeng looked at the Little Fairy. "Little Fairy, that Li Yishan is a professor at your university, right?"

"Mhm, mhm!" Liu Hanyan nodded, then added, "This Professor Li has a really bad reputation. I heard he’s very close with quite a few female students!"

Even that was putting it very mildly.

To put it bluntly.

He’d already made trouble with a lot of female college students.

Luofeng said with a smile, "Judging from what just happened, that reputation is completely spot-on."

"Big King! Then..." Liu Hanyan started.

Luofeng put his arm around the Little Fairy. "Don’t worry, I’ll take care of this."

That slap he’d just given the man.

Was only the beginning.

A piece of garbage like that ought to be strangled in the cradle; he shouldn’t be allowed to keep harming people.

Luofeng understood that some female college students weren’t exactly saints either.

But people are born basically good; most girls are still decent. Even when they go astray, it’s often because they’re pushed into it.

If it weren’t for scum like this, luring them step by step into his trap?

And in the end using threats and temptations?

Do you really think those girls are just born cheap like that?

Most of the time, when girls face someone in a position of power, they’re at a disadvantage; they’re the ones getting steered and manipulated.

After they’ve been played enough times, they actually start to see through a lot, and then they turn cold and ruthless in return.

In the Mercedes, Luofeng sent a message to his friend Lao Gao.

This friend was in charge of public security in the North District.

His father was the overall head of public security in the North District.

Very quickly, Luofeng told him what had just happened over here.

Nestled in Luofeng’s arms, Liu Hanyan waited until he finished sending his messages, then started explaining the charity livestream situation to him.

Liu Hanyan wasn’t worried about how Luofeng would handle this.

She knew what he was capable of; dealing with this kind of thing was basically nothing to him.

"Big King, do you still remember that Huang Danai?" Liu Hanyan said.

"The guy who wove bamboo baskets?" Luofeng remembered. Wasn’t he the one from last time’s charity event?

"Mhm, mhm. I did another follow-up livestream afterwards. His situation is really good now; he’s gotten familiar with running an online shop, and he’s started his own livestreams. He even takes custom orders for bamboo-woven containers now!"

"That’s great," Luofeng said with a smile.

This showed that their earlier charity livestream really meant something.

Because through those charity streams, they had genuinely changed one person’s fate, helped one impoverished family climb out of hardship.

That was what mattered.

There are countless suffering people in this world, far too many to count; but if you can help one person, then help that one.

Never refuse to do a small good deed just because it seems small.

"Oh right, Big King, I won’t be able to spend Labor Day with you!" Liu Hanyan said proactively.

"Oh?" Luofeng looked at her. "You’re going back to your hometown?"

Liu Hanyan shook her head. "Not my hometown. I’m planning to go to Misty Mountain! I want to do a charity livestream there."

She continued, "This was decided last week. Big King, the staff you assigned over already did an on-site inspection. This time our livestream subject is a disabled man—he’s missing a leg but still insists on doing woodcarving, so we’re planning to help him out!"

"Alright then," Luofeng said. "I’ve also got stuff to handle at home during Labor Day, so I won’t go with you."

"Mhm, mhm!" Liu Hanyan was very sensible; she didn’t throw a tantrum or insist on dragging Luofeng along. That just wasn’t her style—she’d rather wrong herself a little than make things hard on him, that was the kind of Little Fairy she was.

A message from Lao Gao quickly popped up on Luofeng’s phone.

The investigation results were already out.

That Li Yishan really did have serious problems.

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