525: Chapter 525 They didn't pay the bill?

Ye Chen wiped his hands, tossed the used tissue onto the table at will, and stood up.

"Alright, do you want to keep looking for trouble?"

"If not, I'm leaving."

How would Karl dare to say another word?

If he spoke up, he'd probably die on the spot.

As for family revenge?

The other family was a perfect example.

Ye Chen waited for two breaths, and seeing no reaction from Karl, he turned and walked away.

Bai Wanqing and the other two women looked at each other and followed him.

Luoshui walked at the very back. When she passed Karl, she paused slightly and glanced at him.

That gaze held a trace of pity.

And a hint of mockery.

As if saying...

Of all people, why did you have to provoke him?

That guy is a devil...

Karl stood there, his face turning pale and blue, but he didn't dare utter a single word.

Seeing this, Euphemia immediately trotted after them.

"Wait for me!"

In that state, where was her princessly poise?

She looked just like a young girl chasing after her sweetheart.

Looking at Euphemia's joyful appearance, Karl felt as if a knife had been plunged into his chest.

The woman he had pursued for three years was ice-cold to him.

But toward another man, she was as passionate as fire.

This feeling was worse than death.

"Your Highness!"

Several Eagle Country Bodyguards quickly chased after her, blocking Euphemia's path.

Euphemia paused, her eyebrows furrowing slightly: "What are you doing?"

The lead Bodyguard swallowed and spoke up with difficulty.

"It is our duty to protect Your Highness. We go wherever you go."

Euphemia smiled contemptuously upon hearing this.

"With Mr. Ye here, your presence is almost non-existent."

"Do you think you can beat him?"

The Bodyguards' expressions stiffened instantly.

Euphemia continued: "Since you can't beat him, what's the use of you following me?"

The Bodyguards: "..."

That stung.

Those words deeply hurt their pride...

But they had just seen with their own eyes that Ye Chen had sent that strongman from the Gates Family flying seven or eight meters with a single slap.

With that kind of strength, even all of them combined wouldn't be enough to handle one of his hands.

Euphemia ignored them and turned to continue following Ye Chen.

The Bodyguards stood there, looking at each other.

Should they follow?

The Princess wouldn't allow it.

Should they not?

What if something happened?

After hesitating for a moment, the lead Bodyguard sighed, took out his phone, and dialed the Consulate's number.

"Hello, it's me."

"There's a situation with the Princess... It's not danger, she ran off with a man."

"Yes, it's that Ye Chen."

"Okay, I understand."

He hung up and waved to the other Bodyguards.

"Withdraw."

The group got into the cars, and the convoy slowly drove away, quickly disappearing into the night.

That's right.

The Consulate had told them...

Withdraw!

Don't worry about it!

Because if the other party was Ye Chen of the Dragon Group, then their Princess would be fine!

Firstly, if something happened to the Princess, it would cause international chaos.

Secondly, that Ye Chen was too strong...

Soon.

Both groups had left.

Karl's body went limp. The Bodyguard behind him was quick and grabbed his arm, preventing him from collapsing onto the ground.

"Young Master!"

The Bodyguard's face looked grim, and he asked in a low voice, "What should we do now? Should we call for people... for revenge?"

Hearing this, Karl suddenly snapped out of it.

He spun around and slapped the Bodyguard across the face.

"Slap!"

The Bodyguard's head was knocked to the side, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't dare dodge or make a sound.

"FUCK! Revenge my ass!"

"You tell me, how do we get revenge? Huh? How?"

The Bodyguard covered his face and lowered his head.

He knew his young master's temper all too well.

Saying one more word now would only result in another slap.

Karl took a deep breath, barely suppressing the rage that threatened to consume him.

"Let's go!"

"Withdraw!"

Hearing this, several Bodyguards rushed forward to open the car door, preparing to escort Karl into the car.

But just then...

"Hey, hey, hey! Wait a second!"

A voice came from the food stall.

The proprietress, wearing an apron and holding a small notebook, came running out.

Karl stopped, his brow furrowing into a knot.

"What is it?"

The proprietress stood before him and held out her hand confidently: "Pay the bill."

Karl's expression instantly became quite a sight.

"What?"

"They... didn't pay the bill?"

The proprietress nodded.

"Yeah, that young man ordered so many dishes, it's one thousand three hundred and eighty in total. Will it be cash or QR code scan?"

Karl's face turned green: "They didn't pay the bill, so why are you coming to me? Go find them!"

The proprietress frowned.

"I saw that you know that beautiful blonde lady, and your relationship isn't ordinary."

"Aren't you friends? It's normal for a friend to help pay the bill, right?"

Karl's face turned from green to blue.

Friends?

Bullshit friends!

That woman had just held another man's arm in front of everyone and said she wanted to pursue him!

And him?

He stood here like a clown, and now he actually had to pay for that man's meal?

What kind of hellish suffering is this?

"Get lost!"

The Bodyguard behind him stepped forward and growled at the proprietress, "Our young master doesn't owe you anything, stop being an eyesore!"

The proprietress was barked back half a step, a look of helplessness flashing across her face.

"Fine, fine, if you won't pay, you won't pay. No need to be so aggressive."

"I'll just chase after them then!"

"That young man didn't look like the type to eat for free..."

However.

Before she could take a few steps...

Suddenly!

"Stop!"

Karl's voice came from behind.

The proprietress paused, turned around, and asked in confusion: "Hello, is there something else?"

Karl closed his eyes and opened them again.

"I'll pay."

He took out his wallet, pulled out a thick stack of red bills, and without even counting, stuffed them into the proprietress's hand.

"Is that enough?"

The proprietress took the money, her eyes instantly lighting up: "Enough, enough! It's too much!"

She pulled out half and tried to hand the rest back, "Let me give you change—"

"Keep the change."

Karl turned around and strode toward the car, not wanting to stay in this place for another second.

The proprietress's cheerful voice came from behind: "Thank you for your generosity, boss! May you make a fortune!"

Karl stumbled, nearly tripping over the step.

Fortunately, he steadied himself.

But he sat in the car with a livid face, negative emotions wrapping around his heart like vines.

Anger!

Frustration!

Humiliation!

Various emotions intertwined like a tangled mess, clogging his chest and making it hard to breathe.

Calm down!

I must calm down!

Otherwise...

I'll really become Squid Number Two!

Karl closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.

He needed time.

He needed a long-term plan.

No matter how strong Ye Chen was, he was just one person.

And the Gates Family was one of the three major plutocrats in the USA.

In this world, money can move even the gods.

As long as there's money, there's nothing that can't be done.

Thinking this, the frustration and anger in Karl's heart subsided slightly.

But.

Just as the driver slowed down to turn.

"Screech—"

The sound of tires rubbing against the ground was particularly piercing on the street.

Karl's body jerked forward before being pulled back by the seatbelt.

"How are you driving?"

He barked, his anger flaring up again.

The driver turned pale and stuttered.

"Young... Young Master, there's someone in front..."

Karl frowned and looked ahead.

A few meters ahead, a person stood in the middle of the road at some unknown time.

He wore a long white robe, the hem swaying gently in the night breeze, exuding an indescribable aura of eeriness.

The person's face was pale under the headlights, but a strange smile hung on his lips.

Karl's heart skipped a beat.

Not out of fear.

But because...

The way that person looked at him was like looking at prey.

"Who the hell are you?"

Karl rolled down the window, leaned out, and shouted angrily, "Standing in the middle of the road in the middle of the night, do you want to die?"

The white-robed man chuckled eerily.

"The dignified second young master of the Gates Family, reduced to such a state..."

"You look just like a pathetic wretch."

Karl's pupils shrank suddenly, and his expression became extremely distorted.

The next second.

He pushed open the car door, rushed out, strode up to the white-robed man, and glared at him with bloodshot eyes.

"Who the hell are you?"

"How dare you mock me?"

Seeing Karl's enraged state, the white-robed man's smile became even more playful.

"Who I am is not important."

"What's important is..."

He paused, looked directly into Karl's eyes, and said with a hint of allure in his voice, "Do you want to snatch back your woman from your enemy?"

Karl's breath hitched, and he froze on the spot.

Snatch her back?

He did.

He dreamed of it.

He wanted to tear Ye Chen into ten thousand pieces, to trample him underfoot, to make him kneel and beg for mercy.

He even more so wanted to tie Euphemia to his side!

But the problem was...

He simply couldn't do it!

His dozen or so Bodyguards couldn't even last a single move against Ye Chen.

The Gates Family he was so proud of was no different from the Manrottis in the eyes of that arrogant Ye Chen!

What could he use for revenge?

Could he really have the family order the USA's top brass to directly attack Dragon Country just for a woman?

But the question was, could he even make that happen?

No...

He couldn't at all!

Even his elder brother, the future heir, couldn't make that happen!

The white-robed man seemed to see through his thoughts and smiled slightly.

"I am from the Holy Sect of the Kunlun Ruins."

"That kid Ye Chen won't be arrogant for much longer."

"If you want revenge..."

He lowered his head and looked at Karl, "I can help you."