Lin Feng's face was touched by a hint of cold smile, placing his hand on the table, and lifting a cup of wine.
With a raise of his hand, the wine glass tilted, spilling the wine in it directly onto Gu Song's face.
The crowd instantly quieted down, everyone stunned by this scene. They obviously didn't expect Lin Feng, the waste, to dare to behave like this, spilling wine on Gu Song's face.
However, everyone watched with great interest, especially Lin Yu, with a bright smile on his face. Not only could he see Gu Song lose face, perhaps Gu Song could quickly tidy up this waste. Such a delightful event happening before him, how could one not be happy?
Obviously, Gu Song did not expect this scene to happen. The wine splashed on his face made him close his eyes, then he roughly wiped his face with his hand, drying the wine.
His eyes, when opened, narrowed into a slit, revealing a cold and malicious look, like a venomous snake.
"You spilled wine on my face?" Gu Song's eyes, narrowed into slits, were particularly bright, his tone very calm. But the calmer he was, the more terrifying it was, Gu Song was angry.
"Yes." Lin Feng nodded honestly.
"I really don't understand, how can a waste like you have the courage to do this? I want to ask you, have you thought about the consequences of doing this? Or do you foolishly think that Lin Yu will protect you?" Gu Song's tone was tinged with a hint of mockery.
Lin Feng did not immediately answer. Instead, he took a wine jug from the table, opened the lid, and lifted his hand again. The wine in the jug splashed on Gu Song's face once again.
"I also don't understand. You've said so many waste words, are you trying to make me fear, or are you trying to conceal your inner humility, to show your hesitation, son of the Gu family."
Gu Song was born to the master of the Gu family and a maid. Clearly a young master, but his status was not high. This has always been a knot in Gu Song's heart, and he also hated it the most when others mentioned it in front of him. Lin Feng's words undoubtedly touched his sore spot.
"You're looking for death..." Sure enough, Gu Song's face immediately turned dark, with a hint of ferocity.
Without any hesitation, Gu Song sat there, a punch, with a whistling sound, aimed at Lin Feng.
The people around the wine table were shocked. Gu Song was really angry. If this punch went down, Lin Feng would probably be unrecognizable.
Only Lin Yu, the smile on his face spread more and more, brighter. He hoped Lin Feng would die!
However, the expected result did not happen. Gu Song's fist stopped halfway, not because Gu Song showed mercy, but because there was a palm on Gu Song's fist. This palm grabbed the fist, seemingly effortlessly, allowing Gu Song's face to turn red and his fist unable to go further.
"Hmm?" The crowd's expression condensed. How could Lin Feng so easily block this punch, and at this moment Lin Feng's face remained unchanged, while Gu Song's face turned red.
"In fact, I don't understand either. With your status as a son of a concubine, why do you want to play with me, calling me waste? What qualifications do you have?"
Crack!
A scream rang out. Gu Song felt a sharp pain in his fist, twisting his face.
"Get out." Lin Feng flicked his hand, and Gu Song flew out of the window. Immediately, the crowd heard Gu Song's screams as he landed.
The people around the wine table were all stunned. Gu Song, who was at the eighth level of the Martial Qi Realm, was directly thrown out by this waste?
"Phew..." The crowd took a deep breath. Was this still the waste of the Lin family?
Lin Feng's gaze slowly turned, then fell on Lin Yu. Seeing Lin Feng's calm eyes, Lin Yu inexplicably felt a sense of fear. Yes, he actually felt fear towards the waste he had just called.
Lin Feng, he seemed to have changed, becoming completely different from before. Lin Yu only now realized that the Lin Feng of the past had a look of weakness in his eyes, but now, Lin Feng's eyes were full of toughness, perseverance, and a hint of recklessness. Was this still the waste Lin Feng he knew?
"What did you just call me?" Lin Feng asked Lin Yu.
Lin Yu's lips moved, his face somewhat stiff. He didn't know how to answer.
"Waste?" Lin Feng sneered, and suddenly, Lin Yu felt a cold wind blowing past him, a clear sound ringing out. Lin Yu immediately felt a burning pain on his face.
Lin Feng directly slapped him.
"You..." Lin Yu covered his face, the muscles on his face trembling. Lin Feng actually slapped him in front of everyone... But when Lin Yu saw Lin Feng staring at him with such calm eyes, he actually swallowed the words he wanted to say.
"Be more careful in your words in the future. Remember your identity and mine." Lin Feng said coldly, then ignored Lin Yu, walking past him and coming to Wen Shan in the Wen family.
"What do you want?" Wen Shan looked at Lin Feng vigilantly. This guy could instantly throw Gu Song downstairs, his strength was beyond doubt.
"Are you scared?" Lin Feng mocked.
"I..." Wen Shan just wanted to speak when suddenly a cold breath came from Lin Feng, making his body slightly stiff. He swallowed his saliva, lowered his head, and, like Gu Song just now, his face turned red, but he didn't dare to say another word.
"Waste." Lin Feng converged his breath, walked straight out without even looking back.
"Ah..." Wen Shan roared, crushing the wine glass in his hand. Although Lin Feng didn't touch him, this contemptuous humiliation made him feel extremely embarrassed. He scolded Lin Feng for not having the qualification to sit with him, but when faced with Lin Feng, he didn't even dare to fart. Even though Lin Feng had never touched him from beginning to end, he was so timid. His self-esteem and the wine glass in his hand were shattered at that moment.
At this moment, Lin Yu's mood was not much better than Wen Shan's. There was still a palm print on his face. Why did Lin Feng, just standing in front of him, make him lose the courage to resist?
The others at the wine table were also silent. They had wanted to tease the waste of the Lin family, but they didn't expect to be humiliated by Lin Feng. These young men and women who considered themselves the most outstanding youths of Yangzhou City, one was thrown downstairs by Lin Feng, another was slapped, and one didn't even dare to speak. Did Lin Feng, indeed, not have the qualification to sit at their table?
Qiulan's gaze flickered uncertainly. Among these people, her cultivation was the highest, a strong one in the Spirit Martial Realm. She could clearly feel that when Lin Feng stood there, there seemed to be a special aura about him, an aura that made others feel inferior.
As for Lin Feng himself, he was unaware of the complex thoughts he had stirred up in the people in the wine house. He simply did not want to be pointed at and insulted, called a waste. Moreover, these people seemed accustomed to being high and mighty. Lin Feng could not tolerate these ugly faces, so he gave them a lesson.
Qianli Xue whistled past the side of the Listen to Wind Wine House, and Gu Song's fierce gaze stared at Lin Feng's departing figure, a look of maliciousness on his face. This enmity must be avenged.