662: Shi Meitong taught

“Alright, I’ll go to your Small World to deal with a few people, and you can rest assured at home,” Chen Xuan said.

“You mean Duan Fei and Yu Guili?”

“Pretty much. They’ve been jumping on my Face and mocking me; it’s time I showed some temper.”

With that, he left the Small World and arrived in Luo Menglan’s space.

His gaze was like a torch as he walked directly towards the courtyard where Duan Fei was.

Duan Fei was drinking and having fun with a few attendants in the courtyard. Noticing Chen Xuan’s arrival, a cold smile appeared on his Face. He slowly stood up, still holding a half-full wine glass.

“Oh, isn’t this Chen Xuan? What brings you here?”

“Actually, nothing specific, just pillow talk!”

“Pillow talk?”

Duan Fei threw his head back and laughed, his laughter causing the surrounding attendants to join in.

“You really think highly of yourself. Just because you were lucky enough to marry two, you think you’re amazing?”

A flicker of jealousy flashed in Duan Fei’s eyes.

“Actually, there’s more,” Chen Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the Qi around him began to turn dangerous.

“There are also people from the Yun Family.”

“Yun Family?? Hahaha! You don’t deserve it!” Duan Fei sounded like he had heard the biggest joke.

“I won’t say much else. Since you’re here today, kneel down and kowtow three times. Maybe if I’m in a good mood, I’ll let you off.”

“Otherwise…”

As Duan Fei spoke, several attendants from the Dragon King Hall around him came forward and surrounded Chen Xuan. They all clenched their fists, their Faces bearing fierce expressions.

Duan Fei himself drew the soft sword from his waist. The blade cut a cold gleam through the air, pointing at Chen Xuan.

“Today, either you kneel and call me ‘Grandpa,’ or… you won’t leave this courtyard.”

“Is that so?”

“Then let’s see.” The moment Chen Xuan’s words fell, raging flames ignited around him without warning.

The flames were not ordinary crimson, but a mysterious and scorching azure, like a blooming flower of Hell, instantly filling the surrounding space.

There was no sign, as if these flames had always lurked within his body, just waiting for this moment to burst forth.

Duan Fei’s attendants still maintained their posture of surrounding Chen Xuan, their fierce expressions not yet having faded, when they were engulfed by the sudden flames.

They didn’t even have time to let out a cry of surprise; their bodies rapidly carbonized in the high temperature, turning into black ashes that scattered with the wind.

A smell of scorching permeated the air, mixed with the lingering scent of wine, making the atmosphere of the entire courtyard even more bizarre.

“You… are you human or ghost? Have you achieved a Breakthrough to Immortal King?” Duan Fei was somewhat shocked.

This person’s Breakthrough was too fast, too unreasonable.

“Just Luck.”

“I see. Just after a Breakthrough, you can’t wait to show off. But unfortunately, I am also an Immortal King!”

As Duan Fei spoke, surging immortal power rolled around him, and a golden light enveloped him, standing in defiance of the azure flames around Chen Xuan.

“I already knew, so I brought you a gift.”

After Chen Xuan finished speaking, the space behind him twisted, and a dazzling figure appeared out of thin air: it was Duan Fei’s mother-in-law, Shi Meitong.

“Hmm? Senior Chen Xuan? What’s going on?” Shi Meitong was a bit dazed.

“Duan Fei? Why are you here too? Could it be that you want to make a move on Senior Chen Xuan while Ling'er and I are not here?”

Duan Fei opened his mouth, about to explain, but Shi Meitong, like an enraged lioness, gave Duan Fei no chance to speak.

She extended her slender but powerful palm, and with a loud “smack,” heavily slapped Duan Fei’s left cheek.

Duan Fei’s Face instantly swelled at a visible speed, and five clear finger marks appeared on his Face.

“Mother-in-law, please listen to me…” Duan Fei hadn’t finished speaking when Shi Meitong’s right hand rose high again, followed by another crisp sound, “smack,” and his right cheek also suffered.

“You good-for-nothing! I usually see you act like a proper person, so why do you do such foolish things! Is Senior Chen Xuan someone you can provoke?”

The more she spoke, the angrier she became, and her hands moved faster and faster, her slaps raining down on Duan Fei.

Duan Fei was dizzy from the beating, his body swaying left and right with Shi Meitong’s slaps.

He dared not retaliate, only instinctively raised his arms to block, but Shi Meitong gave him no chance to breathe.

Each slap was accompanied by a “smack smack” sound, echoing in the quiet courtyard.

“Ding! Son of Luck Duan Fei’s mentality has been damaged. Reward: 10,000 Heaven's Mandate Value! Lottery chances * 10!”

Chen Xuan stood to the side, a playful smile on his Face.

“Alright, alright, Xiao Mei, calm down, calm down.” Chen Xuan feigned going forward to dissuade her, but his Face clearly held a smile.

“Brother Duan might have been momentarily confused. Don’t get yourself sick.”

Hearing Chen Xuan’s words, Shi Meitong finally stopped.

“Senior Chen Xuan is right. If this concubine’s body were to be ruined by anger, it would be damaging Senior Chen Xuan’s property, which would be a loss. Please punish me, Senior~”

Seeing this, Duan Fei instantly stood dumbfounded, his eyes filled with disbelief.

His cheeks were highly swollen, bearing distinct slap marks, but at this moment, the pain in his body was insignificant in his heart.

He never imagined that his normally dignified and majestic mother-in-law, Shi Meitong, who was “loving and caring” towards him, would refer to herself as property and be so humble and submissive in front of Chen Xuan.

“Ding! Son of Luck Duan Fei’s mentality has been further damaged. Reward: 50,000 Heaven's Mandate Value! Lottery chances * 50!”

“Mother-in-law, you… what are you saying?”

Shi Meitong didn’t even spare him a glance, instead turning around and looking at Chen Xuan with a seductive expression:

“Senior, this rebellious son has offended you so greatly. This concubine is willing to take the punishment on his behalf, only asking that you calm your anger.”

Chen Xuan’s lips curled into a meaningful smile. He gently raised his hand, his fingertip lightly lifting Shi Meitong’s chin:

“Xiao Mei, for your Face, I will temporarily let him go today. But… do you know what you need to do?”

“This concubine understands~”

Upon hearing this, boundless humiliation and anger surged in Duan Fei’s heart. He clenched his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, and his hands tightly clenched into fists at his sides, his nails digging into his palms, oozing traces of blood.

“What’s wrong, Brother Duan, are you mute?” Chen Xuan said mockingly, seeing his reaction:

“Weren’t you very imposing just now, telling me to kneel and call you ‘Grandpa’? Why can’t you even say a word now?”

“Chen Xuan… I, Duan Fei, will remember this humiliation today.”

“Smack!”

“I say, Duan Fei, are you ungrateful? How are you speaking to Senior Chen Xuan? If you really need to address him in the future, you should call him ‘Father’! Do you understand?” Shi Meitong’s Face instantly turned cold.