115: Chapter 115 Encountering Ye Feng
Lin Ye was ecstatic inside, but he didn't show it at all. To avoid being extorted and heavily gouged on the spot by the old man, he suppressed the ripples in his heart, pretended to be strolling around casually, and walked forward slowly.
He deliberately avoided the ape, first pointing his fingertips and casually asking the price of the other two ordinary ferocious beasts on the stall. His expression was calm and nonchalant, showing not a shred of favoritism.
After figuring out the superficial fluff in the other party's quote, Lin Ye then raised his hand and pointed at three ferocious beasts in one breath, mixing in the atavistic Long-armed Ape. He negotiated the price with a calm expression and a casual tone, as if he were just taking away ordinary exotic beasts along the way.
"I'll bundle these three together, give me a real price."
The gloomy old man raised his eyes to scan Lin Ye, a flash of shrewdness passing through his turbid eyes, and slowly quoted a rather high price.
Lin Ye was unhurried and bargained with composure, every sentence hitting the nail on the head and puncturing the inflated moisture of the other party's quote. Through back-and-forth pulling, the price was continuously beaten down, and soon a price mutually recognized by both sides was negotiated, about to finalize the transaction and complete the payment.
At this very final moment, a familiar and extremely detestable arrogant voice suddenly exploded coldly from behind Lin Ye:
"I want these three beasts."
The voice was overbearing and unreasonable, allowing no questioning, carrying absolute condescension, abruptly interrupting the transaction that was about to be settled.
Lin Ye's figure paused slightly, and the air around him instantly turned cold.
He slowly turned his head to look back, and sure enough, he saw that familiar figure.
The young man in brocade clothes, with a handsome face yet carrying a bit of harsh arrogance, was none other than Ye Feng, and behind him followed several bodyguards.
Truly, enemies often cross paths, and they happened to meet at such a time and in such a place.
The moment their eyes met, an ice-cold and biting chill quietly flashed from the depths of Lin Ye's eyes.
These days, he had been continuously polishing his Divine Kingdom, nurturing his dependents, helping Wang Hu transform his foundation, and coordinating Liu Yun's advancement matters. He was so busy that his feet barely touched the ground, and he had almost completely forgotten about Ye Feng, this hidden mortal enemy.
Now that enemies had crossed paths, all the past grievances surged into his heart instantly. The corners of Lin Ye's mouth hooked into an extremely mocking arc, and he took the initiative to start trouble, every word thorny, deliberately angering the other party.
"You want them?"
Lin Ye raised his eyes slightly, his tone extremely contemptuous as he pressed forward step by step, "What are you going to use to want them? Are you going to use one-fifth of your Ye family's accumulation over several generations, which went down the drain in a single battle?"
"You still have the energy to fight me for exotic beasts? Have the residual toxic hidden dangers in your Divine Kingdom been completely cleared up?"
"Or are you saying that you came here specially today to kowtow to me and admit defeat?!"
Every sentence of his poked at Ye Feng's most disheveled past, specifically picking on the other party's pain points. His purpose was to replicate the past situation, completely ignite Ye Feng's anger, and disrupt his rhythm.
But this time, Ye Feng was completely different.
If it were in the past, having his shortcomings exposed like this in public and being humiliated to the extreme by Lin Ye, he would have long since flown into a rage out of control and gone mad with loss of composure.
But Ye Feng at this moment first showed a sudden flash of anger in his eyes, with ferocity surging, but in the blink of an eye, that surging anger was forcibly suppressed by him, returning entirely to calm.
He seemed to have completely shed his past impetuousness and arrogance, his expression indifferent, his tone cold and steady, without showing a shred of loss of composure: "In black market transactions, the highest bidder wins. If you can't fight me for it, then it's mine. Those are the rules."
As his voice fell, Ye Feng didn't have any extra nonsense, directly stating his quote with a clangorous and powerful voice: "Three hundred million."
He deliberately applied pressure with a high price, wanting to crush with financial power and forcefully intercept the exotic beast that Lin Ye had set his eyes on.
Seeing this, Lin Ye became even more vigilant in his heart. You must know that barking dogs don't bite, and the current Ye Feng was just like that.
At this time, Ye Feng was obviously much steadier and more forbearing, no longer the fool from before who was easily provoked.
But his original purpose was to take down that little monkey, so naturally he wouldn't back down. At the same time, to avoid being seen through by the gloomy old man on the side—that he only valued that little monkey—and thus facing extortion, he simply went along with the act, pretending to be two people purely bidding against each other out of spite.
Lin Ye chuckled lightly, his tone casual and flamboyant: "Five hundred million."
With the look of youthful vigor and refusing to yield, he perfectly covered up his true intentions.
The gloomy old man running the stall on the side instantly became interested, his turbid old eyes lighting up slightly as he watched the two confront and raise prices with great interest.
Having frequented the black market for many years, his favorite thing was this kind of scene where proud scions of wealthy families competed out of spite and crazily raised prices. No matter who won in the end, he would make a steady profit without any loss.
"Eight hundred million." Ye Feng said expressionlessly, continuing to raise the bid.
"One billion." Lin Ye didn't hesitate at all, casually following up.
The price rose steadily all the way. The two went back and forth, stacking layer upon layer, and the atmosphere grew increasingly anxious, forcibly raising the price of three ordinary exotic beasts to an incomparably exaggerated level.
Just as Ye Feng was preparing to raise the bid again, Lin Ye suddenly spoke up, his voice loud and shaking the surrounding streets and alleys: "Ten billion."
The astronomical price of ten billion escaped his lips, instantly suppressing the momentum of the entire scene.
Ye Feng's movement paused. He raised his eyes to look at Lin Ye, a thick trace of mockery and skepticism finally emerging in the depths of his eyes, and sneered coldly: "Ten billion? Do you have that much money? Anyone can talk big with empty words. If you can't pay the money later, you'll be the one making a fool of yourself. By then, the fun of this farce will be huge."
Before Lin Ye could retort, Wang Hu by his side had already stepped out a step ahead, his face full of mockery, and his sarcastic voice rang out just right, specifically poking at Ye Feng's pain points.
"Isn't Young Master Ye's vision a bit narrow here?"
Wang Hu's smile was thick, his tone extremely heart-piercing: "Speaking of which, this net worth of ten billion has to be thanks to you. Back on the eve of the decisive battle between you and Brother Ye, almost the entire black market bet that you would win. I poured out all my savings to bet on Brother Ye winning, and this single battle directly earned over fifty billion!"
"To put it bluntly, the fact that we can casually smash ten billion in a petty argument right now is all thanks to Young Master Ye. We certainly remember this generous gift!"
This sentence was like a precise critical hit, instantly shattering Ye Feng's last psychological defense line.
Losing the duel, losing one-fifth of his family's accumulation, becoming the laughing stock of the entire Cangnan City, and indirectly fulfilling Lin Ye and Wang Hu's net worth... Layer upon layer of humiliation piled up, causing the deliberately forbearing Ye Feng to completely break his defense.
The aura around him suddenly turned cold, and the indifference between his brows completely faded, replaced by surging, biting gloom and ferocity. He slowly walked closer toward Lin Ye and Wang Hu, then lowered his voice, threatening word by word in a tone that only the three of them could hear.
"It's just temporary gains, this matter is far from over. Lin Ye, Wang Hu, you two, just wait for me!"
Dropping this harsh remark, Ye Feng didn't stay any longer. Forcibly suppressing his anger, he turned and left directly, his back stiff, fully displaying his disheveled reluctance.
Looking at Ye Feng's flustered departing back, Lin Ye deliberately raised his voice, his tone flamboyant and domineering, purposely acting cool in public so that everyone around could hear: "If you don't have money, don't learn from others to grab things and put on airs! Boss, sold for ten billion, check out directly!"
"Let certain young masters take a good look at what confidence is, and what strength is!"
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