187: Chapter 187 A True Case of Misfortune

The series of loud, foul farts had already made Ye Yun miserable.

That stench, rebounded by Chu Yuan's internal energy, surged back onto Ye Yun.

The overwhelming stench struck suddenly, instantly blocking Ye Yun's senses and engulfing him in the foul odor.

Even Ye Yun, despite forcing himself to resist with his internal energy, could not help but kneel on the ground and start vomiting uncontrollably.

"Ding! Due to the host's actions, the Protagonist Ye Yun has lost face repeatedly in front of Mei Feng. Ye Yun's spirit is damaged, and he has developed suicidal thoughts. The host has gained 10,000 villain points."

A system notification arrived right on cue.

The effects of the bad luck potion were manifesting so quickly. In just a few minutes, it had actually given the Soldier King Protagonist, Ye Yun, the urge to prove his innocence through death.

After a brief moment of shock, Chu Yuan regained his composure and gained a whole new understanding of the items produced by the system.

"Anything produced by the system is guaranteed to be high quality," the ancients truly did not deceive me.

He had only spent 10,000 villain points to exchange for the bad luck potion, and it had already helped him recoup his investment so quickly.

One had to know that the bad luck potion was effective for three days, meaning Ye Yun would be tormented by bad luck throughout this entire period.

Thinking of this, Chu Yuan felt a chill run down his back.

The bad luck potion had only just started to take effect, yet Ye Yun already had the urge to prove his innocence through death.

After three more days of torment, would this guy fall into utter despair?

He even began to worry whether Ye Yun could survive these three days.

If this guy couldn't withstand the continuous blows and chose to commit suicide, then the fun of playing with him would be lost.

He would likely become the first Protagonist in this world to commit suicide.

"You disgusting thing, do you not think you are disgusting enough already? To come here and gross me out, this is simply outrageous!"

"Someone, throw this pig out! If he dares to come in again, there is no need to report it; just beat him to death!"

After a moment, Mei Feng finally recovered from the shock of being bombarded by Ye Yun.

Upon realizing what happened, Mei Feng felt as if she were on the verge of a breakdown from Ye Yun's actions.

She covered her nose and mouth tightly with her delicate hands and let out a roar.

"Did you not hear President Mei? Hurry up and throw this disgusting thing out!"

Sister Xu Xue, who was guarding the door, was also startled by the scene before her.

Especially that barrage just now, which left her head buzzing.

No one had expected that Ye Yun would go to such lengths to come here to see Mei Feng, only to disgust her in such a way.

Receiving Mei Feng's order, Sister Xu Xue did not hesitate. She quickly brought seven or eight security guards, covering their noses and mouths, and forcibly dragged Ye Yun, who was kneeling on the ground vomiting, out.

"This Fart King's loud farts are both noisy and stinky; it's disgusting as hell!"

"You brat, remember this: if you appear around President Mei's villa again, I will skin you alive and pull out your tendons!"

The security captain was also full of anger; that foul, loud fart had really stunk him out.

He had them throw him onto the adjacent road just like a dead dog.

Ye Yun did not resist at all; he was just tossed onto the road like trash.

He lay on the ground, his eyes dull, his face wearing an expression of utter hopelessness.

Seeing that this stray dog, Ye Yun, was still lingering on the spot, the bodyguard captain rushed forward, spat fiercely on his face, and threatened, "You animal, what are you still doing here? Do you want to continue disgusting us?"

"This kind of animal doesn't even spare a Tibetan Mastiff, and now, even worse, he uses loud, smelly farts to gross us out."

"This guy is disgusting to such a degree that he is beyond saving. We shouldn't get too close; we might not only catch a disease but could even be bitten by this mad dog and contract rabies."

The surrounding bodyguards also launched a verbal assault on Ye Yun.

Beating a dog that has fallen into the water was the favorite pastime of these insignificant people.

Especially when dealing with an animal like Ye Yun, who usually acted all high and mighty but in reality wouldn't even spare a dog.

They were even less willing to miss this excellent opportunity to trample all over Ye Yun.

"Why, why is all of this happening? Why would such terrifying things occur?"

"What kind of heaven-defying, resentment-inducing things have I, Ye Yun, done to suffer such heavy blows?"

"God, is punishing me once not enough? You punish me again and again; are you trying to leave me no way to survive?"

"Why? Can someone tell me why?"

"Ah..."

Ye Yun cursed at the sky, his throat letting out a shrill scream like a pig being slaughtered.

If Chu Yuan were here, he would be able to hear that this sound had an uncanny similarity to the noises made by the two Tibetan Mastiffs that were violated by Ye Yun that night.

Both sounds were filled with despair and pain, even filled with disgust for life itself; both had experienced the feeling of life being worse than death.

Thinking of the goddess he had been yearning for, who had heartlessly driven him out, and the look in her eyes as she gazed at him last...

It was filled with anger and disgust, as if she wished to kill him on the spot.

His originally fragile heart, wounded countless times and yet to be mended, was deeply pierced once again. It was already riddled with holes and beyond saving.

At this moment, Ye Yun was like an old, scarred dog, wandering outside, lonely and lost, carefully curled up in a corner weeping.

Back then, when he was abroad, he led the Nether Palace to shake the mercenary world and was respected by all; no one dared to look down on him.

But all of this had undergone an earth-shattering change after he returned to Long Country.

A dragon trapped in shallow waters, suffering one piece of bad news after another.

Forget about acting cool and slapping faces; wherever he went, he lost face, tearing his weak heart into pieces and scattering them all over the ground.

His lawfully wedded wife ran off with Chu Yuan, and even his daughter chose to acknowledge the thief as her father.

He lurked by Mei Feng's side, finally planning to launch an earth-shattering pursuit of this icy female president, only to be rejected and abandoned by her in every way.

Not to mention those people, even Phoenix, Sister Xu Xue, and others were disgusted with him, Ye Yun, to the extreme.

He tried to drown his sorrows with alcohol to relieve the knot in his heart, but ended up in an indescribable relationship with two Tibetan Mastiffs in a drunken haze.

He finally gathered the courage to find Mei Feng, wanting to explain things and salvage his image in her heart.

But a series of loud, smelly farts almost suffocated him, and he was even heartlessly thrown out by Mei Feng.

In just over half a month, Ye Yun had suffered major blows he had never encountered in his entire life.

Even something as solid as a rock would turn to ashes under such relentless tempering.