Chapter Forty-Seven: Killing with a Borrowed Blade

“You don't even know Sister Qian, and you've never heard of the Pink Legion? Then what the hell are you doing at Jiaoda, you idiot!” the male student shouted, clearly trying to curry favor with Ye Qian.

Ye Qian frowned and said, “You’ve misunderstood. I’m no longer a member of the Pink Legion, so you don’t need to worry about me. Since you’re here today, if you just leave like this, it would be rather unmanly, wouldn’t it? And I’d definitely look down on you for it, right?”

Her words put the three of them in a difficult position. It was obvious Ye Qian was drawing a clear line between herself and Long Fei, but why was she insisting on making them oppose him? Did she have a grudge against Long Fei? If so, why was she with him now? Or was she just joking?

The three boys were at a loss, glancing at each other in confusion, not knowing what to do. Ding Liujun in particular seemed utterly bewildered.

Liu Ruoyi frowned as well. She could sense Ye Qian’s hostility toward her, and she could even feel the subtle emotions Ye Qian held for Long Fei, though Ye Qian never voiced them. But what was Ye Qian up to? Was she trying to get back at her through this? That would be going too far.

Long Fei shot Ye Qian a fierce look. Her intentions were now obvious to him. Even if these three weren’t his match, he would have to handle them himself—he absolutely couldn’t use Ye Qian’s reputation to scare them off. Yet, he found the whole situation unnecessarily troublesome, as pointless as taking off your pants to fart.

“Forget it. You boys might look grown up, but you have the brains of pigs. Let me tell you, I do know Ye Qian, but I’m actually her nemesis. If you really manage to give me a beating today, she’ll probably be overjoyed and thank you graciously another day. But if you let me off, you’d better stay far away from her in the future—she’s never shown mercy to men she looks down on!” Long Fei winked at the four across from him.

If he didn’t say this, these guys might actually bolt early. Since Ye Qian wanted to watch him make a fool of himself, he might as well teach them a lesson, warn them to keep away from Liu Ruoyi, and give Ye Qian a taste of her own medicine.

Since they were here, letting them go so easily would be a gift. These thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, and Long Fei found himself in good spirits. With someone like Ding Liujun, a single blow would never be enough; he needed to be thoroughly crushed, made to fear Long Fei down to his bones. Otherwise, he’d be a constant nuisance, which would be a real headache for Liu Ruoyi.

All four men looked at Ye Qian. Seeing her iron expression and nod, they finally accepted Long Fei’s words. In fact, this seemed like a great chance to curry favor with Ye Qian. If they could teach Long Fei a lesson, they might even gain some connection to the Pink Legion, and later boast about their ties with Ye Qian. How glorious would that be?

When Ding Liujun and his companions’ eyes lit up, Liu Ruoyi frowned even more deeply. She quietly tugged Long Fei’s hand, worried, and whispered, “What should we do, Long Fei? I’m sorry, it’s all my fault you’re in this mess!”

Long Fei squeezed her hand, smiled, and whispered back, “Don’t worry, remember, I’m Ye Qian’s bodyguard. If I can’t handle a few small fry like this, what good am I?”

Liu Ruoyi’s expression improved a little at these words, but she was still worried, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

“All right, you and Ye Qian should step back—don’t want you getting accidentally hurt!” Long Fei nodded emphatically, flashing such a bright smile that Ye Qian was momentarily dazed. She’d known Long Fei for quite a while, but had rarely seen him truly smile—who would have thought it was so charming?

Meanwhile, Ding Liujun was arguing with the three others. At last, he grumbled, “Fine, if it’s done, I’ll pay you. But we agreed on a hundred each. Why’s it suddenly one-fifty? That’s my final offer—one hundred and fifty each!”

The three looked at each other and nodded in agreement. These guys really knew how to do business—raising the price at the critical moment. Long Fei found it amusing; Ding Liujun was truly a sucker, but anyone who had designs on his woman deserved no mercy.

Long Fei was shameless enough to already consider Liu Ruoyi his woman.

“Well, have you made up your minds?” Long Fei asked impatiently.

“What’s your rush? And be careful—this guy is sly. Last time he caught me off guard!” Ding Liujun remembered Long Fei’s sneaky kick from before and shuddered, warning his hired help. Money was one thing, and revenge was uncertain, but if one of them got a critical injury, he as the employer would also be responsible. If you got the police involved, well, even if Long Fei was executed, it wouldn’t fix what was broken.

The three hired boys glanced at Long Fei with disdain. This wasn’t their first time fighting for someone else. As key members of the school’s Taekwondo club, they weren’t just in it for a few hundred yuan, nor was Ding Liujun’s family connection the main draw. The real reason was someone influential had discreetly asked them to give Long Fei trouble—a request they couldn’t refuse. They hadn’t expected to run into Ye Qian, but fortunately she’d distanced herself, or things might have gotten complicated.

Ignoring Ding Liujun, the three stepped forward in unison, stopping less than five meters from Long Fei. Only now did Long Fei take a good look at them. The one in the middle wore a white T-shirt, had chin-length hair, and a shadowy gaze—clearly cunning. On the right was a boy in blue, with shoulder-length hair and the most handsome face of the three. On the left, a shaved head and white shirt; all three wore sneakers, giving off a sunny vibe, but each had their own unique air.

“Go ahead,” Long Fei said, beckoning with his middle finger in utter contempt. These three might be tough fighters at Jiaoda, but to Long Fei they were nothing. If not for Liu Ruoyi, he wouldn’t even bother with them.

The long-haired boy on the right, quick-tempered by nature, was instantly provoked by Long Fei’s disdain. He charged forward, throwing a side kick at Long Fei’s lower body.