Inside the private room.
Tang Fengyu was unaware of the unfolding events.
He was leisurely sipping his tea, awaiting the results from Tang Liu’s return.
"Boom!"
Abruptly, a table flew over, effortlessly smashing the door and hurtling towards Tang Liu with extreme speed.
It not only sent him crashing to the ground but also caused the scalding tea in his hand to spill out, splashing near the small doorway…
"Aaaahhh—"
Once again, a pathetic cry echoed.
Meanwhile, on Bai Zihe's side.
His action instantly drew everyone's attention.
The gazes fixed upon him were filled with pity.
This man…
Truly had no idea what was good for him!
It was one thing that he had assaulted someone in the auction house, only to be spared by the "Medical Immortal" with a token.
But now, he dared to strike again, and it could be considered striking in front of Boss Cui, targeting a guest in a private room…
It could only be said.
This young man was venturing further and further down the path of self-destruction, beyond redemption.
Even Yao Ke'er was briefly taken aback.
Little junior brother…
Truly domineering, unable to tolerate even the slightest imperfection.
"Kid, what exactly do you want?"
Cui Zhenglong returned, his face as dark as the deepest abyss.
He had initially spared Bai Zihe, not wanting to kill him, due to Yao Ke'er's token.
But the moment he turned his back…
This fellow had struck again!
Even a clay Buddha has three parts of anger; did he truly think he was a pushover?
As the words fell.
A chilling murderous intent swept through the entire place, locking onto Bai Zihe.
Bai Zihe glanced at him and said indifferently, "This matter has nothing to do with you, you don't need to rush to get involved."
These words…
Let alone being spoken, just hearing them made those around break out in cold sweats.
This young man truly dared to speak his mind.
He didn't even put Boss Cui in his eyes.
Could it be?
Did he really believe that with the Medical Immortal's protection, he could defy the heavens in the capital?
"He's dead."
"This kid is definitely dead."
"Even if he's not dead now, he will be soon."
"Sharp edges are easily blunted."
Everyone in the auction house shook their heads in lament.
Cui Zhenglong was so enraged his lungs felt ready to explode.
This kid…
Did he truly believe that with his connection to the Medical Immortal, he wouldn't be taken seriously?
However.
Before Cui Zhenglong could act,
Bai Zihe strode to the entrance of the private room.
"Who threw that?"
"Who the hell threw the table?"
Tang Fengyu scrambled to his feet, clutching his crotch, roaring in fury.
His eyes blazed with anger as he scanned his surroundings, flames almost spewing from his gaze, terrifying and fearsome.
Immediately, he saw Bai Zihe, who had already reached the doorway.
Wasn't this the man beside the Medical Immortal?
Tang Fengyu was furious.
But before he could erupt, he heard a voice as cold as bone.
"Kneel and apologize!"
It was Bai Zihe speaking.
Upon hearing this…
Tang Fengyu doubted if his ears were functioning correctly.
He scratched his ear, asking with an incredulous expression, "Kid, are you sure you're talking to me?"
As a direct descendant young master of the Tang family, Tang Fengyu had been pampered since childhood.
He was the center of the world.
No one had ever dared to defy him.
And now.
Bai Zihe was ordering him to kneel…
Bai Zihe's expression turned colder, "Kneel and apologize."
Tang Fengyu heard him clearly this time.
He was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, an unrestrained, arrogant laugh.
After laughing.
He looked at Bai Zihe with contempt, "Kid, have you lost your damn mind?"
"Do you know who I am? I'm afraid the truth would shock you!"
Tang Fengyu, seeing Bai Zihe remain silent, assumed he was intimidated by him.
Thus, he proudly declared, "Listen up, my name is Tang Fengyu, the direct descendant young master of the Tang family, one of the four great families of the capital!"
"You…"
Tang Fengyu's gaze swept over Bai Zihe for a moment, then he sneered, "Some stray brat who crawled out from some unknown hole dares to tell me to kneel?"
"It's like a toad wanting to eat swan meat—ugly and full of wishful thinking!"
After speaking.
He looked down at Bai Zihe, imperious and unyielding.
Bai Zihe's eyes were as cold as water, devoid of any human emotion, "I'll say it one last time, kneel and apologize."
"Damn it, am I giving you too much face?"
Tang Fengyu was also enraged, his face contorted with ferocity as he glared at Bai Zihe, "Today, I'll see what you can do if I don't kneel!"
"Slap!"
The moment Tang Fengyu finished speaking.
Bai Zihe delivered a resounding slap.
The force of the blow sent Tang Fengyu flying, crashing into the door frame, and then falling heavily to the ground, right before Bai Zihe.