After Dressing Up As a Little Fulang

The moment Zang Ya spoke out, Zhao De’s face immediately turned ugly. When he met Zang Ya’s eyes, which were a bit darker than ordinary people’s, he subconsciously felt a little timid.

Zang Ya looked at his silence and sneered. Then he strode past him, walked straight to the top position, and sat down. He supported his head with one hand and looked at the person standing in front of him. He continued to ask: “Zhao De, Young Master Zhao, what are you going to do? You are twenty years old after all. I think you are eight years older than me. You must have some ways to deal with me, right?”

Yes, that was right.

Zhao De cursed in his heart. If he had a way to deal with this little devil Zang Ya, why would he have indulged him until now? He would have dealt with him long ago.

Seeing that he didn’t speak, Zang Ya continued: “You didn’t dare to confront me last time. I thought you would have some backbone this time. It seems I thought too highly of you.”

Zhao De looked at Zang Ya’s eyes staring at him and felt like he was a joke in his eyes. He thought he was also a young master from an aristocratic family and was usually praised and flattered outside. When had he ever received such humiliation?

This made Zhao De feel embarrassed, and his face turned red. In the end, he could not withstand Zang Ya’s pressure and could only say: “I don’t care about you. I will not attend this party today.”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

But before Zhao De could take a step forward, a whip, like a poisonous snake, struck out, directly grazing his cheek and hitting the low table with the fruit plate in front of him.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, the fruits scattered, and the low table below split into two halves.

Everyone was frightened by this sudden change and subconsciously took a step back.

Facing such an impact, Zhao De took two steps back, became unsteady, and fell to the ground.

When everyone came to their senses and looked toward the person who had thrown out the whip, they saw Zang Ya, who was sitting just now, standing up from behind the table at some point and slowly withdrawing the whip in his hand.

The whip was about the thickness of 7 cm. It was completely black and shiny, with a faint hint of gold. The material was good at first glance.

As if he was aware of everyone’s gazes on him, Zang Ya paused in withdrawing his whip, then raised his head and looked at the crowd, with a bit of excitement in his tone, “This is the whip my father found recently. What do you think of the whip made by a famous craftsman?”

What did people think?

Seeing Zang Ya hand the whip to the attendant next to him, the attendant bent down slightly, presumably because the thing was quite heavy.

They turned to look at the broken table. They couldn’t imagine what it would feel like if this thing hit them. They would probably be maimed even if they didn’t die!

They had always thought that Zang Ya was a monster, but every time they saw his amazing actions, they still trembled in their hearts.

Zang Ya, as if he didn’t see the horror in their eyes, walked down slowly, then stopped in front of Zhao De, who was sitting on the ground and couldn’t get up, he looked down at him.

Zhao De was proficient in eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling, so at the age of twenty, his body had long been drained. Now, being frightened like this, most of his soul was scared away.

Seeing Zang Ya stop in front of him, looking at him expressionlessly, he subconsciously stepped back, not daring to confront him again. “You, what do you want?”

Zang Ya looked down at him, seemingly to appreciate his cowardliness for a while. Then he straightened up with satisfaction, put his hands behind his back, and said condescendingly to him: “You have offended me, so you have to apologize. I know the Jinyun yarn is at your house. If you bring that to make amends, I will no longer care about your blunder.”

Zhao De’s pupils shrank. He raised his head and looked at Zang Ya in disbelief, saying in shock, “No.”

One foot of that yarn was worth a hundred taels of gold. His father had worked hard to get enough to make clothes, hoping to present them to the nobles in the palace to earn a promotion.

Not to mention him, even his grandmother wouldn’t be able to ask for that.

Zang Ya was not disappointed. He just lowered his head and looked at Zhao De, with a bit of pity in his tone, “Then there is nothing we can do. Let’s have a competition today. You can take three whips from me. If you survive, I won’t count this offence.”

When Zhao De heard this, his face suddenly turned pale.

The torn table next to him had not yet been cleared away, and the smashed fruits and juices were splashed all over the floor.

The force of the whip just now was so strong that Zhao De couldn’t imagine what he would become if three whips fell on his flesh and bones.

Zhao De was scared. He looked at the little devil in front of him, who wanted to whip him, and said tremblingly: “No, you can’t do this to me. If I die, my father will cause trouble for you.”

Zang Ya raised his eyebrows as if he had heard a joke, looked at him, and said: “Your father will make trouble for me, but it’s not a big deal. My father will stop him and give your father some benefits. That’s it. After all, you still have two biological brothers at home, and your father still has to think about them, right?”