God-Level All-rounder Expert

Chapter 217: Chapter 218: You Won’t Be Lonely on the Road to the Yellow Springs

"They’re nothing but chickens and dogs," with these words out, the dining table fell silent. No one moved their chopsticks, nor did anyone dare to, even Song Chenghai, the Family Head, acted as though he hadn’t heard Fang Yi’s remark.

Fang Yi’s comment was clearly a veiled insult; though he hadn’t directly addressed Song Haoyue, anyone with half a brain could tell it was meant for Song Haoyue.

Liang Yong’s face turned ugly as he coldly said, "I want to duel with you!"

Fang Yi casually raised an eyebrow and smiled, "To the death?"

A look of hesitation flickered across Liang Yong’s face.

To the death?

If he were to lose, what would become of him?

Liang Yong suddenly realized he had fallen into Fang Yi’s trap.

"Heh, don’t have the guts? You’re supposed to be the trusted expert of the great young master of the Song family; you propose a duel and then don’t dare fight me? Don’t you think you’re bringing shame upon your master?" Fang Yi taunted with cold irony and disdain.

Liang Yong’s complexion turned even darker, akin to stormy waters. His fists clenched tightly with visible anger, he stared at Fang Yi with gritted teeth.

But just then, a cool voice arose, "Liang Yong, step back."

Song Haoyue’s expression was composed, her tone was even, showing no signs of anger.

Her words poured over Liang Yong like a bucket of cold water, snapping him out of it. He realized Fang Yi was provoking him and thankfully, the young master reminded him not to play right into Fang Yi’s hands.

With a resentful and poisonous look, Liang Yong glanced at Fang Yi then walked away, retreating behind Song Haoyue.

Fang Yi felt a tinge of regret in his heart. Why didn’t Liang Yong agree? Had he agreed and been crippled in the fight, it would have been a heavy slap in Song Haoyue’s face.

Although Fang Yi had just made things difficult, the impact was too slight, likely insignificant for someone like Song Haoyue.

Around a round table, Fang Yi sat with Fang Yuying, while Song Haoyue and Yan Yingnan were facing them—implying a confrontational stance.

With the corners of her mouth turned up, Song Haoyue revealed a gentle smile and said, "I am Song Haoyue, and you must be the legendary Fang Yi. Being able to meet you today is quite fascinating indeed."

me, young master Song, but no matter how fascinating I might be, I couldn’t possibly compete with you—abducting young girls, betraying your own family, turning into a lackey in someone

temperament and high cultivation of mind,

was just a fleeting moment before it subsided without

who relies on a bit of Martial Arts

"I’m not opposed to fighting a woman, but

She put down her chopsticks, wiped her mouth with a napkin, and then looked at Yan Yingnan,

scoffed, "Why wouldn’t

with a cold laugh of her own.

the Fang Family’s

with arrogance, "Oh, what’s the matter, Song Haoyue? Can’t handle it? Come on then, care

practice Martial Arts, hence, a one-on-one with you is senseless. However, if you insist on causing trouble, there will be someone to deal with you here, and you should know of whom

replied, "That person you’re talking about? Heh, forget about dealing with me, someone will take care of him later, and that someone

Fang Yi somewhat pointedly, and the always

at the dining table was quite awkward, yet Fang

was sweet as she picked up some food with her chopsticks and placed it

Yi, this

on, eat up, eat the Song family

food while saying this with a mockingly sarcastic tone, her words laced with provocation, but this time no one took the bait again, it

when she picked up food delicately, she seemed extremely careful. Yan Yingnan, on the other hand, gave Fang Yi cold

definitely could be dubbed a trap, what he had never expected was the whole banquet turned into Fang Yi’s home ground! And this complete turnaround was all because of the wild

Yuying were not present, Song Haoyue’s banquet would surely have become a genuine trap. But

stood up to bid farewell to Song Chenghai. Regardless, appearances still had to be maintained, and as for Song Chenghai, he still responded coldly, whereas Song Wuliang was grinning from ear to ear, patting his

gave a thumbs-up: "Awesome! Just freakin’ awesome! That felt damn

I think your dad doesn’t seem to think

cares about him, that’s just how he is," he said, and then with a cheerful grin, he

front of her chest, making the two mountain peaks under her shirt seem like they were

Wuliang, full of admiration,

more like it,"

looked at the stout guy and said, "Aren’t they going to chew you out for messing around here

confidence deflated like a punctured ball, "I guess I’ll get some dirty looks and a few pokes in the spine, but I’m used to it. Thanks for caring,

Fang