704: Chapter 704 Didn't that assassin go back to tell you?

"Wait... wasn't he unable to dance just a moment ago? How did he suddenly become so good?"

"Look at his footwork, it's so steady, so smooth. It's like he's been practicing for over a decade."

"And his body control, that feeling... it doesn't look like dancing; it looks like he's playing music with his body."

"Good heavens... how did he do that!"

The female designers who were just mocking Ye Chen a moment ago now had their eyes wide open, their disdain replaced by shock.

Then, the shock turned into infatuation.

The champagne glass in Kim Tianyou's hand nearly slipped from his grip.

He watched the man dancing with Bing Lan in the center of the dance floor, and the expression on his face completely crumbled.

That loser...

How did he suddenly know how to dance?

And he danced better than him?

In the center of the dance floor, Ye Chen spun Bing Lan around again and again.

Her wine-red skirt blossomed under the lights like a blooming rose.

A few strands of Bing Lan's long hair fell loose, drifting in the air, making her cold, aloof face appear a bit more charming and tender.

She leaned into Ye Chen's embrace, closed her eyes, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

At this moment, she was not the president of Shuyue Group, nor was she that ice-cold, formidable businesswoman.

She was just a woman, a woman held in the arms of her own man.

The music gradually reached its climax.

Ye Chen tightened his arm, pulling Bing Lan closer.

He lowered his head and whispered in her ear.

"Still stepping on your feet?"

Bing Lan opened her eyes, looked at him, and the smile on her lips deepened.

"You did that on purpose?"

Ye Chen looked innocent: "What on purpose?"

"Purposefully stepping on my feet a few times to make me think you couldn't dance, and then stunning everyone."

"Am I that kind of person?"

"Yes, you are."

Ye Chen was speechless: "I told you just now, it's Mental Power..."

Bing Lan looked at him, her eyes clearly showing disbelief.

How could she believe that?

She had Mental Power too, but that didn't mean she could learn anything quickly!

Plus, Ye Chen liked to cause trouble on a daily basis, so the "truth" was clear.

This guy was always like this.

Clearly capable of everything, yet he insisted on pretending he couldn't do anything.

Just when you thought he couldn't do anything, he would suddenly give you a surprise.

It made you hate him so much you'd grind your teeth, yet you couldn't help but be attracted to him.

The song ended.

Ye Chen stopped, letting go of his hand around Bing Lan's waist.

Bing Lan steadied herself and smoothed out her loose hair, a faint blush appearing on her face, whether from the heat of the dance or some other reason, she didn't know.

Applause broke out all around.

"Bravo! That was spectacular!"

"This is the best dance I have ever seen!"

"Who exactly is that man? He is definitely not an ordinary person!"

Discussions broke out everywhere; everyone's gaze was fixed on Ye Chen and Bing Lan, completely forgetting the theme of this exchange meeting.

Kim Tianyou stood at the edge of the crowd, his face livid.

He looked at Ye Chen, his eyes full of resentment.

Damn it...

This bastard actually stole his spotlight in front of so many people.

Damn it!

He deserves to die!

Ye Chen held Bing Lan's hand and walked off the dance floor.

When passing by Kim Tianyou, he stopped, turned his head to look at him, and smiled slightly.

"Mr. Kim, it seems your luck has truly run out."

"Also, I did a quick calculation..."

"You're likely going to be in big trouble very soon."

Kim Tianyou's expression darkened, and just as he was about to speak...

The next second.

"Slap!!!"

A resounding slap exploded in the banquet hall.

It was as if Kim Tianyou had been struck in the head by a sledgehammer; his body jerked violently to the side.

Then, he fell onto the floor on his backside.

The champagne glass flew out of his hand, tracing an arc in mid-air, and the golden liquid spilled all over the ground.

"Ah!!!"

There was a few seconds of dead silence, followed by bursts of screams.

Several female designers nearby were terrified, their faces turning pale as they retreated repeatedly.

Everyone's gaze fell squarely on Ye Chen.

Shock! Astonishment! Disbelief!

Everyone thought, had this Ye Chen gone crazy!!!

In South Korea, he actually dared to slap the face of the Jin Conglomerate's future heir?

If that wasn't courting death, what was?

The chaebols of South Korea were entities that stood above everything else.

Offending them? That was no different from courting death!

For a moment, everyone's face was filled with incredulity.

Kim Tianyou sat on the ground, his right hand covering his swollen cheek, completely dazed.

His ears were buzzing, and he was seeing stars.

He was stunned for several seconds before he finally realized... he had been hit.

By a country bumpkin who used to deliver takeout and work as a driver, slapped to the ground in front of hundreds of people.

Kim Tianyou's face flushed red instantly, and the rage in his chest erupted like a volcanic explosion.

"You... you dare to hit me?!"

Rage! Furious beyond words!

He was the dignified future heir of the Jin Conglomerate!

Ye Chen looked down at him from above.

"You don't know why I hit you?"

Kim Tianyou's brain stalled, and he was even more bewildered: "I... should I know?"

Ye Chen shrugged.

"It seems that assassin didn't go back to tell you?"

Kim Tianyou: "???"

Ye Chen continued.

"I told her, tonight... I will come to take your head."

Kim Tianyou: "???"

So... that female assassin really failed and ran away?

And she didn't even tell him such an important matter!!!

What did this mean? It meant she was afraid.

A death-sworn warrior who wasn't even afraid of death was actually afraid.

Could it be that this Ye Chen really had some unknown side?

A layer of cold sweat seeped from Kim Tianyou's back.

"You... what do you want to do?"

"Kill me? Then you will absolutely not be able to leave here! And... Bing Lan will also be implicated by you!"

His words sounded like he was trying to embolden himself, and also like he was reminding Ye Chen... this was South Korea, not the Dragon Kingdom.

Ye Chen looked at him, then, under everyone's shocked gaze, raised a hand and swung it down directly.

"Slap!!!"

Another resounding slap.

Kim Tianyou's body tilted to the other side again, falling flat on his face.

But his face was surprisingly symmetrical on both sides...

"You..."

Kim Tianyou covered his face, tears streaming down.

Ye Chen looked at him and tilted his head: "Are you threatening me?"

Kim Tianyou went completely rigid.

To the point... it could compare to a corpse that had been dead for three days and three nights!

He didn't dare to answer at all.

What if he answered wrong, and this bastard slapped him again???

However, just at this moment.

"Thud, thud, thud—" Dense footsteps came from around the banquet hall.

The crowd automatically parted.

Dozens of burly men in black suits swarmed out from all directions, surrounding Kim Tianyou.

Each one had muscles that made their suits bulge, and in the blink of an eye, they formed a three-layer human wall around Kim Tianyou.

The leader was a bald, burly man with a ferocious scar on his face extending from the corner of his eye to his chin.

He crouched down, helped Kim Tianyou up from the ground, and asked in a low voice: "Young Master, are you okay?"

Kim Tianyou was helped to stand steady, and he touched his two swollen cheeks, which were burning with pain.

The next second, he was completely enraged.

He was the heir of the Jin Conglomerate! He was one of the top scions of power in South Korea!

Why should he be slapped in public by a country bumpkin who used to deliver takeout? Why?!

Kim Tianyou's eyes instantly turned bloodshot; he violently shook off the bald man's hand, pointed at Ye Chen, and roared hoarsely.

"Cripple him! Cripple him for me!"

"Break his legs! Break his hands! I want him to never be able to crawl again in his life!"

"And that woman..."

His gaze turned to Bing Lan, his eyes full of ferocity and lewdness.

"Tie her up for me!"

"I want that dog bastard to watch with his own eyes, to watch how I play with his woman!"

"I want him to know the consequences of offending me, Kim Tianyou!"

The guests who were originally fearful now had even more complex expressions on their faces.

Some shook their heads and sighed. Some gloated. Some turned their heads away, unable to bear watching.

In their eyes, Ye Chen was already a dead man.

No, worse than a dead man.

He would live, watching his own woman be humiliated alive, and then die in endless humiliation.

This was South Korea. This was the power of the chaebols.

And that man should not have offended this one person.

After all, Kim Tianyou was the only heir of the Kim family.

Anyone who went against him was no different from courting death!

"Attack!"

Hearing this, the bald burly man let out a low roar, stomped his right foot violently on the ground, and charged toward Ye Chen like a cannonball fired from its chamber.

His fist, carrying a powerful wind, aimed straight for Ye Chen's face.

This punch was enough to kill a cow.

Other Bodyguards also pounced from all directions; some swung iron chairs, some drew telescopic batons from their waists, and some pulled out handguns.

Thirty or forty people attacked simultaneously from every angle.

Screams erupted throughout the banquet hall.

Guests scattered and fled, tables and chairs were knocked over, and wine glasses shattered all over the floor.

A few timid ones covered their eyes, not daring to watch the bloody scene that was about to unfold.

However, it all happened in the blink of an eye.

Ye Chen just sighed.

"Why bother?"

As his voice fell, he lifted his right foot gently, and then set it down.