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Lin Feng had long noticed Kong An, but today he came to participate in the Ball and naturally did not want any trouble. However, not wanting to cause trouble did not mean he was afraid of it; at least, Lin Feng was not that kind of person, was he?
Sure enough, the next moment, Lin Feng walked straight up to him. Just as Young Master Kong was dazed and about to say something, Lin Feng slapped him without any hesitation. It was as if hitting a young master like Kong An was merely a matter of whether he wanted to or not; there was no need to consider the question of "daring" at all.
In fact, although he had spent the day with He Ting, some things were not so easily forgotten just because Lin Feng said so. How could he easily let go of matters between himself and the Lin family?
It was simply impossible. Therefore, Lin Feng needed to vent his anger, and tragically, Kong An happened to come knocking at this moment—he was practically asking for it.
"You... you..." Kong An did not expect to be slapped by Lin Feng like this. The sting on his face was intense, but of course, the pain on his face could not compare to the burning pain in his heart; Lin Feng wasn't just hitting him—he was slapping him in the face.
They say you shouldn't hit someone in the face, but today Lin Feng specifically aimed for that. He didn't care what anyone thought; even the Lin family didn't need to be considered, so why should he worry about Kong Family's reputation?
Besides, what kind of family was the Kong Family? Lin Feng still didn't know much about them.
Seeing that Kong An still had more to say, Lin Feng delivered another slap. Then, seeming to be disgusted with Kong An, he kicked him away.
The bodyguard at the entrance, dressed in formal attire, also changed color at this moment. After all, Kong An was a young master of the Kong Family. Although the Kong Family couldn't compare to those big families from earlier, they were still considered a wealthy family. How could someone just trample on their reputation like this?
However, despite these thoughts, the bodyguard did not step forward to intervene. First, Lin Feng's actions were too quick for him to stop. Second, he wasn't blind; he knew that someone who could publicly slap a young master from the Kong Family was generally not an ordinary person.
He could be a madman or someone who simply looked down on the Kong Family. Judging by Lin Feng's demeanor, the bodyguard suspected it was the latter.
After all, someone who could afford to wear obviously high-end attire to attend a Ball couldn't possibly be a madman.
At least in this day and age, madmen weren't typically that wealthy.
So the bodyguard rationalized that since Kong An hadn't entered the Ball yet, he had no obligation to protect him. He continued observing quietly and watching the show unfold.
Fortunately for them, those two bodyguards chose silence; otherwise, if Miss He got angry, their fate would likely be no better than that of Kong An lying on the ground.
"Security, where's the security? This guy is attacking, he's going to kill someone, hurry up!" Kong An was finally awakened by Lin Feng, realizing that the person in front of him was a madman. Naturally, he would not approach Lin Feng again; otherwise, if he continued to receive slaps, he would probably struggle just to stand up.
Kong An had just experienced Lin Feng's strength firsthand and was well aware of it. He did not want to be slapped by Lin Feng again. He knew that since Lin Feng dared to hit him twice, he wouldn't hesitate to do it again if given the chance.
However, he was unwilling to let Lin Feng slap him for nothing, so he shouted out directly.
He thought that with his identity as the Young Master of the Kong Family, dealing with an unconnected bodyguard would be a piece of cake.
Aren't you good at fighting? Let's not compare skills; let's compare power. Kong An did not believe that a bodyguard who had been expelled from the Lin Family could intimidate him.
As for the injuries on his face and stomach, he vowed that he would make Lin Feng experience the same feeling.
Sure enough, when Kong An shouted like this, the two security guards exchanged glances and then walked toward him together.
"What happened?" the two security guards asked casually.
After all, although Kong An had just been hit by Lin Feng, he hadn't called for help. Who knew if they were just on friendly terms and greeting each other in this way? This was the excuse the security guards made for themselves. Although it wasn't very convincing, it was still a rationale, wasn't it?
Of course, you could also interpret it as an excuse, but at this moment, the two security guards really needed an excuse.
An excuse—yes, it was that simple.
Although Kong An was furious with these two security guards, he knew he couldn't offend them right now.
First of all, he still needed their protection. Secondly, no matter how one looked at it, these security guards were from the He Family. The He Family was equivalent to the Lin Family in status; even if they were just security guards, Kong An did not want to create unnecessary enemies.
"They're here beating people; clearly, they don't take the He Family seriously." Kong An wasn't foolish; he could tell from their earlier indifference while watching him get beaten that they didn't care about his life or death. So when Kong An spoke up, he dragged the He Family into it.
Although this was somewhat embarrassing—losing face and then bringing up the He Family to seek justice—Kong An had no other choice at this moment. Between losing a bit of face and getting revenge for himself, he chose to seek revenge.
Besides, relying on the He Family to regain his face, he didn't feel embarrassed at all.
He Ting glanced at Kong An with disdain upon hearing his words, but she didn't say anything. After all, she knew that Lin Feng wouldn't suffer any losses for the time being.
Since Lin Feng wouldn't be at a disadvantage, let him vent a little. Regardless of whether it was in Lin Feng's identity or her own, teaching Kong An a lesson would be easy and enjoyable.
If Kong An knew what He Ting was thinking right now, he wouldn't still be considering seeking revenge on Lin Feng; after all, that wasn't a wise idea.
But the problem was, he didn't know.
"Sir, you don't have an invitation and you're here causing trouble. Do you know where this place is?" One of the security guards approached Lin Feng and said. Although he appeared polite on the surface, Lin Feng knew that if he didn't comply, they would undoubtedly take action against him.
What kind of person was Lin Feng? Since his rebirth, he had been fearless and had no idea what it meant to be afraid. His mood wasn't great at the moment, so he retorted directly, "Do you think I enjoy coming here? But since you're blocking me like this, I insist on going in to take a look."
What does it mean to be a spoiled rich kid? At this moment, Lin Feng was just that—a spoiled rich kid who thrived on chaos.
To be honest, since his rebirth, Lin Feng had experienced many things and encountered several spoiled rich kids. However, he had never truly acted like one himself. Now that Old Master Lin wanted to acknowledge him, he decided to embrace the role of a spoiled rich kid and see if they dared to recognize him.
Lin Feng's words clearly offended the He Family. After all, the security guards represented the He Family in maintaining order at the scene. If Lin Feng disrespected those guards, it meant disrespecting the He Family.
Of course, this reasoning was somewhat forced. If He Ting were to disregard those two security guards, it would be justified; she was the young lady of the He Family after all. What was wrong with not giving two security guards face?
However, Lin Feng clearly wasn't thinking too much about it. Even if he didn't acknowledge the Lin family, he wasn't afraid of anything. In City J, he was just a loner who didn't know anyone. If he really offended someone, he could just leave—why bother worrying too much?
In any case, Lin Feng didn't like staying in City J; City B was better—a mid-level city with many beautiful acquaintances. At this moment, even Su Xue seemed quite charming in Lin Feng's eyes.
Of course, what Lin Feng didn't know was that the Miss He he had held all night last night was actually a local from City J.
"Hey... such big talk! Let's see if you can back it up here," Lin Feng said. With that statement made, the security guards had nothing more to say and were ready to take action.
At that moment, He Ting stepped forward, blocking Lin Feng and said, "Let me handle this; my hands are itching."
Then He Ting directly confronted the two security guards.
To be honest, the evening gown He Ting was wearing was not really suitable for a fight, but it wasn't just her hands itching. She was worried that Lin Feng might actually beat up the two guards, which would cause trouble with the people at home who cared about their reputation. If she took action herself, she could explain it however she wanted. She also believed that Grandpa would not say much; in fact, she estimated that Grandpa would say something like, "If my granddaughter is the one teaching you a lesson, then you must be lucky."
He Old Man often said this when He Ting was little. After all, as a child, He Ting was quite a tomboy. If someone offended her, she would directly confront them. Even if she couldn't win, she would call her brother to help out, which led to her always being able to take down her opponents.
Sure enough, when she knocked someone down, the other party couldn't just let it go. However, almost everyone who came to demand an explanation received a response from He Old Man: "Our He Family only has this one granddaughter; how can we allow anyone to bully her? Besides, if my granddaughter is the one teaching you a lesson, it might not be such a bad thing."
This statement could make others spit blood in frustration. Yet those who came seeking an explanation were often wealthy individuals who could only swallow their anger and leave in silence. They would return home and scold their reckless sons, warning them: "In the future, if you encounter that witch from the He Family, stay as far away as possible; otherwise, if you get hurt, I won't even bother taking you to the hospital."
There was nothing they could do; the He Family was powerful. Ordinary people couldn't even get an explanation after being beaten.
Lin Feng saw He Ting's determination and didn't stop her; he stood aside knowing that she could handle these two guards.
Of course, He Ting could manage them, but the sounds of fighting outside attracted more security guards over, escalating the situation further.
Eventually, it drew in several members from those so-called Big Families who had already entered earlier, including people from the Lin Family and the He Family.
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