Chapter 36: The Final Warning

At this moment, the Black Dragon King was enjoying a hearty drink with Su Jiuchuan. He was simply waiting for his disciple to capture that boy and retrieve the Dragon King Token so that he could announce to the world that the token had reappeared and a new Dragon King had been born.

"Report!"
"It’s a disaster!"

Suddenly, two underlings arrived, each dragging the limbless "World-Terrorizing Demon" between them.

"Master!" Back in the top-floor hall, the Demon felt both ashamed and enraged as he collapsed to the floor. "Your disciple is incompetent! I failed to bring that boy back! He shattered my legs and even bragged that you should come down to meet him!"

The scene fell into a deathly silence. What they had assumed was a guaranteed victory had turned into an embarrassing failure.

"Is that boy... really that powerful?"
"The Demon must have been careless and underestimated him."
"What a disastrous start! Bad luck, truly bad luck!"

Su Jiuchuan was equally astonished, thinking to himself: *Isn't that boy just a cast-off from the Ye family? Since when did he become so formidable?*

"Hmph, I knew it!" The bald man who had previously clashed with Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief. He thought: *You laughed at me for being useless, but look at you now! You got your own legs crippled—you're even worse off than I am!*

The people in the hall were filled with shock and suspicion, and they were furious at the sight of the Demon’s miserable state. After all, one must consider the master before beating a dog. Having his disciple’s legs shattered was, in effect, a direct slap to the Black Dragon King’s face.

"Preposterous!" The Black Dragon King slammed his throne and rose to his feet, his body surging with murderous intent. "Brat! How dare you hurt my people! I was going to spare your life if you just handed over the Dragon King Token, but since you are courting death, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

He was about to lead his men down personally when another lean man stepped forward. "Big Brother! Why use a butcher's knife to slaughter a chicken?"

He was thin and cold, with a black eye patch covering one side of his gaunt face. Known as "One-Eye," he was the Black Dragon's second-in-command and most trusted subordinate. An expert marksman who never missed, he had lost an eye in the line of duty, which only sharpened his vision and talent for killing.

"No matter how good that boy is at fighting, can he stand against firearms?" One-Eye sneered. "I’ll take my men down and turn him into a sieve!"

The Black Dragon King agreed. Given his status, dealing with a cast-off from the Ye family personally was beneath him. Since the boy was seeking death, he would just end him once and for all. "Fine! If he won't come up alive, bring me his corpse!"

One-Eye waved his hand, and a dozen heavily armed men followed him as he set off. The others in the hall felt assured. They could already imagine the bullet-ridden corpse that would soon be dragged upstairs.

"Lord Dragon King," Su Jiuchuan asked, feeling uneasy, "shouldn't we send more men?"

The Black Dragon King laughed, "Mr. Su, you don't understand. My second brother is a master marksman; he never misses. With him down there, the boy might be dead from a headshot before he even realizes what's happening!"

Downstairs, the elevator doors opened. Without a word, One-Eye and his men opened fire on the lobby.

"You Ye brat!" One-Eye aimed straight for Ye Feng’s forehead, fired, and lowered his gun. He was so confident in his marksmanship that he could have turned around right then, were it not for the task of dragging the body back.

The young women at the front desk shrieked and dove under the counter, trembling in fear. "It looks like the boy is doomed this time! The second-in-command didn't even give him a chance to fight back!"

Ye Feng frowned. The Black Dragon’s repeated provocations had successfully pushed him past his limit. He took a step forward, formed a hand seal, and a brilliant golden light erupted from his body.

In an instant, the dozens of incoming bullets froze in mid-air, embedded within the golden glow.

"How is this possible!?" One-Eye was dumbfounded, as if he had seen a ghost. In all his years of killing, he had never witnessed such a bizarre sight.

Not daring to hesitate, he pulled his sidearm and fired again. *Bang, bang, bang!* The dozen men unleashed their full magazines, but not a single bullet could get near Ye Feng.

Then, Ye Feng flicked his finger. The golden light flared, and the bullets—which had been frozen in mid-air—shot back with even greater velocity, as if time were reversing.

"Aaaah!" Amidst the screams, the men around One-Eye fell one after another. Finally, even One-Eye himself collapsed to his knees, clutching his remaining eye and howling in agony.

The young women under the counter peeked out, terrified by what they saw. The second-in-command and his men were all lying on the ground, wounded. One-Eye’s eye had been shot out, and he was kneeling before Ye Feng. Meanwhile, Ye Feng, who should have been a sieve, stood completely unscathed.

"Is the Black Dragon incapable of understanding human speech?" Ye Feng walked up to One-Eye, grabbed his hair, and tossed him back into the elevator. "Go back and tell the Black Dragon: he is to come down and see me immediately! Now! My patience is limited! If he dares to defy me again, tell him to bring his head to me!"