Urban Seduction: Housewives Club

Chapter 687: The Beauty is Mine

As Ye Fei moved, the crowd snapped out of their stunned silence. The man from the Eagle Claw Sect had been brought by the leader of a local gang called the ”Black Tiger Hall.”

Just as victory seemed within reach, it had been snatched away.

Although the young man had arrived with Li Canghai, the gang leader couldnʼt let this slide without an explanation. Otherwise, his reputation in the underworld would take a hit. He turned to Li Canghai and asked in a serious tone, ”Boss Li, whatʼs the meaning of this?”

”I donʼt know what heʼs thinking, but you canʼt afford to mess with him. Just call your man down. Everyone saw it—you won, so thereʼs no need to continue,” Li Canghai replied with a slight smile, though he was still reeling from the shock.

The more powerful he became, the more he could appreciate Ye Feiʼs strength.

That move had nearly made his heart explode. He had always known Ye Fei was stronger than him, but he never imagined the young man was this formidable.

If he had once looked up to Ye Fei, now he was ready to worship him.

What he didnʼt understand was why Ye Fei had stepped in. Liliya, though talented, had her arms shattered.

Even with the best treatment, sheʼd never regain her strength. She was essentially useless now.

Was he captivated by her beauty?

Li Canghai wondered, feeling a bit helpless. Just moments ago, he had been considering Ye Fei as a potential son-in-law.

Now, that thought had returned stronger than ever.

With a man this powerful, even if his daughter had to be a secondary wife, it wouldnʼt be a disgrace. Moreover, with such a son-in-law, he could finally entrust his daughter to someone and attend to a matter he had neglected for over two decades.

Seeing that Li Canghai had confirmed his sideʼs victory, the gang leader didnʼt press further. Of course, even without this acknowledgment, he wouldnʼt dare speak out of turn. He gestured to the thin man on the stage, signaling him to come down.

The thin man breathed a sigh of relief, bowed slightly to Ye Fei, and jumped off the stage. He had already decided to return to his sect after receiving his payment and never step into the secular world again. Todayʼs encounter had been too terrifying. He wasnʼt sure if heʼd be as lucky next time.

Ye Fei didnʼt bother guessing what the thin man was thinking. He turned to support Liliya, whose face was pale with pain and whose body was on the verge of collapse. But before he could reach her, a loud shout came from the audience: ”Liliya, you bitch! Do you know how much money you just cost me?”

Ye Fei turned to see the old man who had brought Liliya. He was furious, having bet heavily on her and now facing a massive loss.

”Sheʼs severely injured. Her arms might be permanently damaged. She needs to go to the hospital,” Ye Fei said firmly.

Liliya had been raised by this man and had won countless fights for him. Yet, instead of worrying about her treatment, he was more concerned about his lost money. This only deepened Ye Feiʼs disdain for him.

The old man could see that Liliya was essentially useless now, which was why he felt free to berate her. However, with Ye Fei, who had just stunned the entire arena, speaking up, he had to tone it down. He nodded at Ye Fei and then said to Liliya, ”Liliya, my child, come here. Iʼll take you to the hospital.”

Liliya had been with the old man since childhood, always obedient. Even as she grew stronger and no longer needed to fear him, she had never thought of betraying him. But now, facing the man who had always treated her as a tool, she felt the first stirrings of rebellion.

Though trained as a fighting tool, Liliya is still human, and humans have their thoughts. The old manʼs ugly outburst had subtly shifted something inside her.

Seeing Liliya unmoved, the old manʼs eyes flashed with a cold glint, though his voice remained gentle. ”Good child, come back to me.”

Liliya still didnʼt move, but under the old manʼs icy gaze, her body trembled slightly. The shadows he had cast over her childhood were too deep. Even with the desire to rebel, she still felt an innate fear of him. This fear, combined with the excruciating pain, finally overwhelmed her. Her eyes closed, and she fainted.

Ye Fei quickly caught the poor girl and said to the old man, ”Iʼll cover the money you lost. From now on, she has nothing to do with you.”

The crowd erupted in murmurs. The old man had bet a staggering 500 million euros on the final match.

To spend that much on a girl who was essentially crippled—no matter how stunning she was—seemed insane. Yet, the young man was willing to do it.

They couldnʼt help but marvel at the old manʼs luck—losing so much money, only to have someone else pay for it.

But the old manʼs next words shocked them even more: ”I donʼt need your money, and I wonʼt give Liliya to you. Sheʼs my child, and I wonʼt hand her over to anyone.”

Even Ye Fei was taken aback. He didnʼt believe the old manʼs words but couldnʼt fathom why he was so attached to a now-useless Liliya.

Five hundred million euros couldnʼt sway him.

However, Ye Fei was determined to have Liliya. He fixed the old man with a cold stare and asked, ”Are you sure?”

”Absolutely,” the old man shot back, meeting Ye Feiʼs gaze without flinching. He didnʼt believe Ye Fei would dare harm him here. Moreover, he had his reasons for not letting go of Liliya.

A powerful figure in Great Britain, who shared his obsessive tendencies, had long coveted Liliya.

This man, unlike the old manʼs obsession with underground fighting, was obsessed with women and had offered a fortune for Liliya. The old man, equally obsessed, had refused to part with his best fighter.

But now, with Liliya crippled, she was useless to him. He saw an opportunity to cash in on the British manʼs offer, which far exceeded the 500 million euros. Thatʼs why he was determined to take Liliya back.

If Ye Fei knew the old manʼs true motives, he would have killed him on the spot. But even now, his patience was wearing thin. He said coldly, ”If you donʼt want the money, then forget it!”

Then, he turned to Li Canghai and asked loudly, ”Brother Li, is it alright if I handle some business here?”

Li Canghai could see that Ye Fei was ready to kill. Even if he hadnʼt already unofficially adopted Ye Fei as his son-in-law, he wouldnʼt have objected. He had no love for the old man either. He smiled and said, ”No problem, of course not. Treat this place as your own, Brother Ye.”

The crowd buzzed again. Everyone here knew Li Canghaiʼs status. In the entire capital, fewer than twenty people could call him ”brother.”

This young man was one of them. What was even more shocking was that Li Canghai, who hated disturbances on his turf, was allowing Ye Fei to do as he pleased.

This wasnʼt just about giving face—it spoke volumes about Ye Feiʼs status.

Curiosity got the better of the gang leaders around Li Canghai. One finally asked, ”Boss Li, who is that guy?”

”Oh, you mean Brother Ye? Heʼs from Wanghai,” Li Canghai replied with a smile, not explicitly stating Ye Feiʼs identity but confident theyʼd figure it out.

Sure enough, the gang leaders were stunned. Wanghai, Brother Ye? They didnʼt know how many Ye families were in Wanghai, but only one could be called ”Brother Ye” by Li Canghai—the legendary young man who had risen to prominence in recent months, the leader of the Lingyun Society, Ye Fei. They were dumbfounded.

Though they were under Li Canghaiʼs influence, they werenʼt his direct subordinates.

To them, Ye Fei and Li Canghai were like two tigers—one in the south, one in the north.

They had expected a clash between the two, but now, they seemed to be united.

With these two tigers together, where did that leave them?