After Descending the Mountain, Seven Big Brothers Spoil Me - Chapter 405

Chapter 405: Turning My Daughter Against Me, Is That What You Do While I’m Gone?
Upon hearing these words, Luo Jin’s face darkened instantly. Others also struggled to contain their laughter.

Who didn’t know that Luo Jin’s dislike for Ye Lingfeng stemmed from being perennially second-best, always overshadowed by him?

Originally, he had thought to use Zhouzhou as leverage against him. Little did he know, the young girl was as formidable as her father.

Now, he couldn’t even hold onto his position as the second-in-command. Truly, he had brought this upon himself.

Luo Jin’s ears, keen as they were, caught the laughter. His handsome face tensed, and he didn’t respond. Instead, his gaze remained fixed on Ye Lingfeng.

Seeing this, Zhouzhou blinked in confusion, then disregarded it, smiling happily as she looked inward. She was even more delighted now. My dad is truly quick-witted!

Others watched with excitement. Indeed, Ye Lingfeng was deserving of his reputation. These challenges were a piece of cake for him.

In less than half an hour, the sound of Ye Lingfeng’s success echoed. His score skyrocketed once again, firmly securing the top spot, leaving others in the dust.

“It’s your turn,” Ye Lingfeng approached, calm and composed, carrying his little daughter. He glanced at Luo Jin before him.

Luo Jin said nothing, advancing to tackle the challenges. His pace wasn’t slow, but compared to Ye Lingfeng, he was lacking.

Ah, I thought he’d be as skilled as my dad.

Disappointed, Zhouzhou withdrew her gaze, happily clinging to Ye Lingfeng’s neck. “Daddy, you’re amazing!”

Observing her admiring eyes, Ye Lingfeng raised an eyebrow, feeling pleased inwardly.

Having Zhouzhou here was beneficial; at least here, he could showcase his abilities without her constantly thinking about Qin Lie, her other father.

He hadn’t thought much about it before, but seeing his daughter’s happiness warmed his heart.

Despite this, he remained composed externally, patting her head gently. “We still have a long way to go.”

Zhouzhou’s eyes shone even brighter at his words.

Wow, my Sharp Tongue Daddy is not only skilled but humble too!

Chen Tuo suppressed his laughter, not wanting to expose Ye Lingfeng. In reality, being praised by Zhouzhou had lifted his spirits.

As Ye Lingfeng woke up, everyone relaxed, gathering around to chat. Even Luo Jin, who was still inside tackling the challenges, paid little attention.

It took Luo Jin nearly forty minutes to clear the obstacles. Although he succeeded, his speed paled in comparison to Ye Lingfeng’s.

That ten-minute difference was insurmountable; even with all his effort, he couldn’t catch up.

Standing amidst the crowd’s adulation, Ye Lingfeng’s footsteps faltered as he faced Luo Jin’s expressionless gaze.

Sensing his stare, Ye Lingfeng raised an eyelid before diverting his gaze. “Finished comparing? Satisfied?”

Luo Jin remained silent, his fists clenched tightly at his sides.

Without waiting for a response, Ye Lingfeng continued, “Then it’s my turn.” With that, he placed Zhouzhou on the ground and launched a punch towards Luo Jin.

Caught off guard, Luo Jin instinctively dodged, but Ye Lingfeng’s follow-up punch caught him.

In the blink of an eye, the two were engaged in a brawl, devoid of finesse. Ye Lingfeng’s punches landed solidly on Luo Jin’s body.

Ye Lingfeng was unanimously acknowledged as the best fighter. Luo Jin was no match for him. In a short span, he had taken several blows.

The sound of fists meeting flesh sent shivers down everyone’s spine. Yet, why did he resort to violence against a five-year-old girl?

What if Zhouzhou couldn’t defend herself? This was indeed underhanded, and it wasn’t surprising that Zhouzhou’s father would retaliate.

After watching for a while, Zhao Xinghua intervened, approaching to break up the fight.

He grabbed Luo Jin’s hands, rendering him powerless, as Ye Lingfeng landed two more punches, causing Luo Jin to grunt in pain.

Zhao Xinghua pretended not to have seen anything, giving Ye Lingfeng a signal. Enough was enough; further fighting would be difficult to explain.

Ye Lingfeng halted, approaching Luo Jin and grabbing his collar, lowering his voice. “Don’t you dare touch Zhouzhou, or else… you’ll regret it!”

Zhouzhou had never been his Achilles’ heel; on the contrary, she was his pillar. Daring to harm her even slightly would be met with fierce resistance.

Luo Jin couldn’t help but shrink under the murderous intent in Ye Lingfeng’s eyes.

Suddenly, he realized how wrong he had been to attempt to use Zhouzhou to threaten Ye Lingfeng. It only served to motivate him further.

His scheming had resulted in a new adversary and had strengthened the old one. Indeed, what goes around comes around. With a bitter smile, he mocked himself inwardly.

Ignoring Luo Jin, Ye Lingfeng released his grip and turned towards Zhouzhou.

Zhao Xinghua, observing Luo Jin’s bruised face, couldn’t help but sigh softly. “Go and tend to your wounds, and let’s not have a repeat of this.”

Ye Lingfeng was clearly venting his frustrations for his daughter. After all, it was Luo Jin’s fault, and he deserved the beating.

Zhao Xinghua then turned towards Ye Lingfeng, who was about to leave with Zhouzhou, and hurried over. “It’s getting late; let’s take Zhouzhou for dinner first. I’ll treat you both.”

His attitude was overly solicitous.

Ye Lingfeng glanced at him coolly. “Do we need your treat?”

He wasn’t oblivious to Zhao Xinghua’s intentions.

Caught out, Zhao Xinghua wasn’t embarrassed. “I didn’t invite you; I’m talking to Zhouzhou.”

He softened his tone as he addressed the little girl. “Zhouzhou, would you like to have dinner with Uncle? You can tell me what you want to eat, and I’ll have the chef prepare it for you.”

Zhouzhou peeked out from Ye Lingfeng’s arms, blinking innocently. “Uncle, I’m not picky.”

Zhao Xinghua: “…”

Both father and daughter were quite a handful!

Ye Lingfeng chuckled softly, patting Zhouzhou’s head approvingly. “Very good. Remember, stay away from him; he’s a bad old man.”

Zhouzhou nodded solemnly. “Got it!”

“Good girl.”

Without further ado, Ye Lingfeng carried Zhouzhou away, giving no face to Zhao Xinghua.

Gritting his teeth, Zhao Xinghua cursed silently at the brat, then hurried to catch up. As long as this promising seedling stayed, he didn’t mind losing face!

Thinking this, he waved at Qi Hua, signaling him to join them. After all, it was Qi Hua who had brought Ye Lingfeng here in the first place. Perhaps he could be useful with Zhouzhou as well.

Recognizing his intent, Qi Hua scratched his head awkwardly. He didn’t have the heart to tell him that he had already tried before.

But seeing Zhouzhou’s performance, he was also intrigued. Having Zhouzhou with them would undoubtedly be a great advantage. They needed to give it another try.

Exchanging a knowing glance, they ignored Ye Lingfeng’s cold gaze and followed along.

After a while, Ye Lingfeng stopped paying them any attention, focusing entirely on Zhouzhou. He frowned as he touched her arm. “Does it hurt?”

Zhouzhou shook her head. “Not at all, Daddy. I have medicine; it’ll be better by tomorrow.”

As she spoke, she pulled out a small bottle from her bag and applied the ointment on her arm. Her chubby little fingers moved skillfully, indicating she had been injured many times before.

Excitedly, Zhouzhou continued, “Daddy, I think my martial arts have improved. Can we spar later?”

Upon hearing this, Ye Lingfeng fell silent, feeling a headache coming on. Why did his adorable daughter have to enjoy fighting?

Unbeknownst to him, Zhao Xinghua’s eyes lit up at her words. He leaned in eagerly. “Zhouzhou, I know a place where you can spar. Would you like to go?”

At this, Ye Lingfeng’s gaze turned sharp, dangerously narrowing his eyes as he tapped impatiently on the table. His voice low, he said, “Do you really think I’m dead?”