46: A Long-Lost Feeling

Seeing Li Fei standing there motionless, a hint of fear seemingly etched on his face, Liu Qiang couldn't help but feel a surge of resentment. "Brother Fei, what are you afraid of him for? Hurry up and tell our guys to go! Stab him dead!"

"Are you out of your damn mind?!" Li Fei's face instantly darkened with rage. He swung his hand, delivering a resounding slap.

"SMACK!"

The crisp sound of the slap echoed through the air. Liu Qiang spun around a few times, seeing stars, completely dazed by the blow.

"Mr. Shen, this is a misunderstanding, a complete misunderstanding! I truly didn't realize it was you!" Li Fei forced a conciliatory smile. Yesterday, Shen Yifei had introduced himself, so Li Fei knew his name.

Behind him, a crowd of henchmen stared wide-eyed, utterly incredulous at Li Fei's sudden display of subservience.

Shen Yifei held no goodwill for Li Fei. His face was filled with mockery. "What did you just call me?"

"Mr. She... Mr. Shen?"

"What did you call me last night?" Shen Yifei asked with a cold chuckle.

Li Fei froze, his expression instantly turning extremely ugly. This brat wanted him to call him "Grandpa" in front of everyone!

Last night, he had indeed called Shen Yifei "Grandpa," but that was under duress. However, Li Fei was still the third-in-command of the Hua Long Gang (a powerful criminal syndicate), and being forced to call Shen Yifei "Grandpa" in public was something he simply couldn't accept. Besides, with so many people around, if word got out that he, a top figure in the Hua Long Gang, had called someone "Grandpa," he'd be the laughingstock of the entire underworld.

"I'm asking you one last time: what did you call me last night?" Shen Yifei's smile gradually faded, his voice turning accusatory.

Li Fei's face was grim, and his right hand slowly crept towards his waist.

"Thinking of drawing a gun? Go ahead. But only if you're confident you can kill me. Otherwise, you'll face the consequences!" Shen Yifei's eyes instantly turned cold, an ominous killing intent faintly flickering within them.

Li Fei's scalp tingled. He knew Shen Yifei wasn't joking. If he made a single mistake, he'd be the one dead.

"Mr. Shen, please calm your anger, that's not what I meant!" Li Fei stammered in alarm.

Shen Yifei shrugged and scoffed, "One last time, what did you call me?"

Li Fei's eyes widened. In the end, he didn't dare to make a move. Suppressing the intense humiliation in his heart, he gritted his teeth and forced out, "Gra... Grandpa!"

At these words, everyone present froze. Liu Qiang, still sitting on the ground, stared dumbfoundedly at Li Fei, wondering if his ears were playing tricks on him.

"Hahaha, why didn't you say so earlier?" Shen Yifei's lips curved slightly upward. Scaring this guy a bit certainly boosted his own authority.

It had been a long time since Shen Yifei had unleashed his inherent ruthlessness, and that long-lost feeling wasn't bad at all.

"Li Fei, your subordinate here owes Lingya International (a corporate entity) five million, and he's not planning to repay it. You'd better have a good talk with him. If you can't 'communicate' properly, I'll break a leg each for both of you!" Shen Yifei stated calmly.

Cold sweat drenched Li Fei. *Damn it*, he thought, *this is 'communication'? This is clearly a threat!*

"You little punk, are you courting death?! How dare you threaten Brother Fei!" A yellow-haired henchman behind Li Fei, unable to hold back, roared.

That henchman had no idea who Shen Yifei was, only thinking that this guy in front of him was outrageously brazen.

With a flick of Shen Yifei's right hand, a gleaming dining knife whizzed through the air with a "whoosh" and shot out.

"AHHH!!!"

A horrific wail followed. The dining knife Shen Yifei had thrown plunged deep into the henchman's kneecap.

The yellow-haired henchman collapsed instantly, his kneecap pierced by the knife! Blood flowed across the floor, staining the marble a vibrant crimson.

Everyone present couldn't help but draw a sharp breath.

No one had seen Shen Yifei's movement clearly. They only felt that, in that instant, Shen Yifei seemed to have thrown something, and then the yellow-haired henchman screamed and fell to the ground.

The dining knife embedded in his kneecap was conspicuously visible.

Shen Yifei habitually carried a few dining knives for emergencies. He couldn't use his true qi (cultivation energy that allows martial artists to perform superhuman feats) right now, but hidden weapons were no problem. Throwing knives had always been Shen Yifei's absolute technique.

Even without unleashing his full power, Shen Yifei was more than capable of dealing with ordinary masters using his throwing knives, let alone these low-level thugs.

Beads of sweat the size of beans broke out on Li Fei's forehead. He was fortunate he hadn't made a move earlier. If he had drawn his gun, that dining knife might have ended up in his head.

This kid's strength was terrifying! A conservative estimate put him at the level of a four-star master (a ranking indicating a martial artist of immense power)!

Four-star masters were among the few top experts in the underground forces of Huahai City. No organization dared to underestimate them.

Shen Yifei was very satisfied with the expressions on their faces. This was the effect he wanted. The fact that Li Fei carried a gun indicated he wasn't just an ordinary underworld figure. A good scare would ensure he wouldn't act rashly.

"My... my apologies, my man has caused you trouble!" Li Fei said, his face filled with dread.

Without waiting for Shen Yifei to speak, Li Fei roared at the fallen yellow-haired henchman, "Still not apologizing to Mr. Shen Yifei?!"

"Mr. Shen, I-I'm sorry!" The yellow-haired henchman's face was pale, scared out of his wits and completely losing his defiance.

"Hurry up and send him to the hospital. If you wait too long, his leg will be crippled!" Shen Yifei waved his hand and scoffed.

"What are you waiting for?!" Li Fei gave a meaningful look to a few henchmen behind him.

Two henchmen quickly lifted the fallen yellow-haired man and rushed out of the building.

Li Fei turned to Liu Qiang with a blank expression. "Liu Qiang, go quickly and transfer the money owed to Lingya International's account."

"Yes, yes, sir!" This time, Liu Qiang was utterly terrified, not even daring to glance at Shen Yifei.

He truly never dreamed he would provoke such an absolute harbinger of doom!

Liu Qiang, trembling all over, pulled out his phone and made a call to his company's finance department.

A short while later, he confirmed that the five million had been transferred to Lingya International's account.

"Brother... Brother Fei, the money has been sent."

Li Fei nodded indifferently, then instructed the henchmen beside him, "Sun Ba, Liu Si, you two go up there and chop off Liu Qiang's right index finger!"

Liu Qiang's face turned ashen with fear. He collapsed onto the ground, crying, "Brother Fei, spare my life!"

Two henchmen stepped forward. One of them pulled out a dagger.

"Brother Fei! Please, spare me! I really didn't mean it!" Liu Qiang cried hysterically.

"Didn't mean it? Hmph, is Mr. Shen someone you can afford to provoke? If I don't teach you a lesson, you'll never learn how to behave." Li Fei snorted coldly and shouted at the two henchmen, "What are you two standing around for? Get on with it!"

"Yes, Brother Fei!"

The two henchmen stepped forward. One held Liu Qiang down, while the other used the dagger to chop off a section of Liu Qiang's index finger.

Liu Qiang let out a bloodcurdling scream.

Having spent a long time in the underworld, such a scene was nothing new to Shen Yifei. He watched calmly. Li Fei was using this method to mitigate Shen Yifei's resentment towards him. This man was smart and ruthless.

"Alright, my business here is done." Shen Yifei waved his hand, preparing to leave.

"Mr. Shen, if you have time, I'd like to invite you to dinner," Li Fei quickly said.

"No time." Shen Yifei left this curt reply and walked out the door without looking back.

Seeing Shen Yifei walk away, one of the henchmen leaned in and whispered to Li Fei, "Brother Fei, are we just going to let that kid go?"

Li Fei let out a heavy snort, his voice chilling. "Are you f***ing trying to get me killed?! If we don't let him go, can you beat him? All you useless bastards put together are no match! Even our Hua Long Gang's Four Great Generals (elite enforcers of the gang) might not even be his match!"