Hearing Ye Chen’s sudden proclamation, nearly everyone present changed color.
Daring to speak to Bai Jinghong like that—was he planning to die before the week was out?
Instinctively, they stepped back, as if fearing they’d be caught in the blast radius.
“Crawling through legs? I recall last time at the hotel, you had the same bet with that Young Master Whatever-Ma.”
“Didn’t you end up running away that time?”
Bai Jinghong’s tone was light and casual.
But the information contained was explosive!
Still, no one dared to speak up now.
Because siding with anyone would be seen as endorsing Bai Jinghong accepting the bet.
What if Bai Jinghong actually lost?
“This time, whoever loses and doesn’t follow through is a bastard mongrel whose parents are dead!” Ye Chen snarled viciously.
Bai Jinghong burst into laughter. “Fine, how amusing!”
“Everyone here, bear witness. I, Bai Jinghong, accept this bet!”
Upon hearing Bai Jinghong’s words, Qin Chuchu and Fan Ning’er actually calmed down.
Based on the skill Bai Jinghong had just displayed and their understanding of him, they believed he wouldn’t fight a battle he wasn’t prepared for.
Conversely, Yun Mengxi, who had been standing off to the side, felt her heart leap into her throat.
She was genuinely worried for Bai Jinghong.
Ye Chen was also supremely confident, fearing nothing.
Bai Jinghong spoke calmly, “This time, I’ll set the topic. Naturally, it will be within the boundaries of our skills, so you don’t need to fear me playing tricks.”
Ye Chen’s face was dark as he coldly replied, “Let’s hear it then.”
Bai Jinghong looked at the clown before him with a hint of playful mockery.
This time, he’d make sure Ye Chen couldn’t even open his mouth!
“Then let’s not play with Feng Shui or Break the Arrangement. It wouldn’t do to ruin this venue’s Feng Shui setup for a bet.”
“Let’s simply discuss our respective insights into the art of Feng Shui. How about that?”
The moment Bai Jinghong said this, Ye Chen knew it was in the bag.
His insight into Feng Shui was absolutely unparalleled.
The Heavenly Evolution Fengshui Art passed down to him by Old Dragon Master was unique. No one in the world could see it more clearly than he could.
“Fine, let’s go with that!” Ye Chen immediately agreed.
Bai Jinghong, his malicious plan succeeding, revealed a sly grin. “I proposed it, so I’ll go first.”
“Everyone’s understanding of the art of Feng Shui differs. So today, I’ll share my personal insights!”
It was as if the entire venue held its breath.
As if it were a matter of life and death, the tension was extraordinarily thick.
Bai Jinghong began slowly. “This Feng Shui is considered the pinnacle of earth studies. A Feng Shui location is a place that stores the wind and captures water.”
“Nowadays, we’ve basically extended the term Feng Shui to encompass the art of Kanyu.
“In fact, many people overlook one point now: Feng Shui requires not only mountains and water formations but also the sun, moon, and stars.”
“In ancient dynasties, there was almost always an ‘Imperial Astronomical Bureau’ specifically for observing celestial phenomena—studying the changes in the stars to predict fortune, disaster, and calamity.”
Hearing Bai Jinghong’s words, the crowd erupted in applause.
One after another, they gave him thumbs-up.
“Young Master Bai is brilliant! We’ve learned something new today!”
Ye Chen could only grit his teeth. He couldn’t believe this bastard could speak so systematically.
And it was all exactly as recorded in his own Heavenly Evolution Fengshui Art!
Could it be that this bastard also knew the Heavenly Evolution Fengshui Art?
Bai Jinghong, acting a bit show-offish, gestured for quiet and continued.
“Whether surveying a Feng Shui location or dealing with other matters related to Feng Shui, the essence of astronomy is also utilized!”
“The distance between Heaven and Earth is 84,000 li, while the distance between the heart and kidneys in a human body is 8.4 inches.”
“The human body’s Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth correspond to the Five Celestial Stars above. There are also twenty-eight constellations corresponding to the mountains and geography of the world below. Stars can be auspicious or inauspicious; thus, lands can be fortunate or calamitous.”
“Therefore, the art of Feng Shui, or a Feng Shui location, must surely correspond and resonate with the sun, moon, and stars above!”
The venue was so silent one could hear a pin drop.
“Papapa!”
“Holy crap!”
In an instant, waves of exclamation rose one after another.
The applause was incredibly enthusiastic.
Even Qin Chuchu, Fan Ning’er, Yun Mengxi, and even Wen Chunyu couldn’t help but be amazed by Bai Jinghong.
Ye Chen’s face was completely black.
Wasn’t this exactly what he should have said? Shouldn’t that applause have been for him?
How did this bastard know all this?
Impossible! The Heavenly Evolution Fengshui Art was passed to him by Old Dragon Master!
How could Bai Jinghong possibly know it!
“Impossible! Absolutely impossible!”
Ye Chen was truly panicking now.
Those words should have been his! They were his!
That was already the highest level of insight. Even if he said something else now, he would still lose.
“Little friend Ye Chen, it’s your turn.”
“This time, I’ll be more lenient!”
Hearing Bai Jinghong mention leniency, Ye Chen thought he might switch to another topic. Hope flickered within him.
But Bai Jinghong’s next words nearly made him break down.
Bai Jinghong said, “Of course, what I mean by more lenient is, if you lose, you don’t have to crawl between my legs.”
“You can crawl between Wu Kai’s legs instead!”
“Huh?” Wu Kai was stunned, then overjoyed. “Young Master Bai, I’d go through fire and water for you, Young Master Bai!”
Wu Kai nearly burst out laughing.
Sweet! Too damn sweet!
Ye Chen, in front of all these people, would be crawling between his legs! Haha!
Ye Chen’s entire body was trembling.
He already knew he had lost.
After all his calculations, he never calculated that this bastard Bai Jinghong actually understood Feng Shui.
And his ability was not beneath his own.
In fact, it subtly surpassed him.
Even if he voiced any insights into Feng Shui art now, he would still lose.
Ye Chen ground his teeth, sweeping a vicious glare over the crowd.
The crowd jeered. “What’s wrong? Speak up! It’s not over yet!”
“Go on, Young Master Bai’s finished. It’s your turn!”
“Are you admitting defeat?”
Ye Chen was so angry he wanted to kill!
His trembling grew even more violent.
“Can’t handle the stakes? If you can’t handle it, then crawl! Quickly!”
“Crawl! Crawl! Crawl! Crawl!”
The crowd was fed up with this arrogant punk.
Wu Kai enthusiastically rushed into the center, planting himself right before Ye Chen.
He spread his legs wide, forming a perfect “Golden Arches” archway.
“Quick, quick, quick! Come on in!”
Wu Kai felt an immense sense of triumph.
“What’s the matter? Can’t afford to play?” Bai Jinghong looked at Ye Chen, laughing coldly.
Ye Chen was on the verge of hysteria, about to explode.
“Don’t push people too far!” Wen Chunyu jumped out again.
Bai Jinghong was genuinely annoyed now.
This woman was truly blind.
If he didn’t teach her a lesson today, he couldn’t swallow his anger.
But for now, Bai Jinghong held back from going after her. His primary task was to torment Ye Chen.
Someone else would naturally refute Wen Chunyu.
“Young Miss Wen, are you misunderstanding the situation? What do you mean ‘don’t push people too far’?”
“He proposed the bet himself! He lost, and now he won’t pay up?”
“In business, integrity is paramount. What is this?”
“Exactly! Such big talk, but can’t back it up?”
Voices of condemnation echoed from all around.
Bai Jinghong walked closer to Ye Chen and reached out, patting his shoulder.
“Oh dear, you made the proposal, but you can’t handle the stakes. If you can’t play, then don’t play. Going back on your word again and again… sigh…”
With just that one pat, an extremely fine dusting of powder was transferred onto Ye Chen’s person.
He knew Ye Chen wouldn’t honor the bet—after all, he was the so-called Dragon Lord.
But by failing to honor his bet, he had to lose face utterly today.
What Bai Jinghong had stealthily placed on Ye Chen was the “Wallace Powder.”
Today, this bastard would literally crap his guts out.
Seeing the crowd surrounding Ye Chen, forcing him to crawl and not letting him leave, Bai Jinghong smirked and turned towards the restroom.
His hands had gotten some powder on them and needed to be washed off thoroughly. He couldn’t afford to accidentally dose himself.
As Bai Jinghong headed for the restroom, a figure quietly followed.
Everyone was crowded over there, leaving the restroom completely deserted.
Bai Jinghong was washing his hands when a figure with a graceful figure and a beautiful face suddenly appeared beside him. It was Wen Chunyu.
“Young Master Bai, forgive and forget where possible. Let Ye Chen off today!”
Wen Chunyu immediately spoke up in Ye Chen’s defense.
“Heh… are you sick?” Bai Jinghong glanced at her coldly.
“Young Master Bai, don’t regret this. I’m warning you, Ye Chen is not someone you can afford to provoke. I advise you to turn back!”
Wen Chunyu’s words carried a hint of threat.
Bai Jinghong shook the water droplets off his hands, moved closer to Wen Chunyu, and looked at that pretty face. “You should know what kind of man I, Bai Jinghong, am, right?”
Already disgruntled and angry with Bai Jinghong, Wen Chunyu naturally retorted. “Young Master Bai’s reputation is well known. A prodigal, wicked young master, lecherous and unrestrained, someone who does things without regard for rules!”
“Hmm, a very accurate analysis,” Bai Jinghong nodded with a smile. “Since you know exactly the kind of person I am, who gave you the nerve to come threaten me?”
Wen Chunyu froze. Seeing Bai Jinghong’s wicked grin, her mind screamed alarm!
“You…!”
Before she could finish, Wen Chunyu felt her body go light. Bai Jinghong’s hand clamped over her mouth as he dragged her deeper into the restroom.
As he entered, Bai Jinghong didn’t forget to place the yellow “Under Maintenance” warning sign at the doorway.
“Mmph…!” Wen Chunyu struggled, her eyes filled with terror.
Bai Jinghong pushed her straight into a bathroom stall and onto the closed toilet seat.
Riiip. The sound of tearing fabric.
With one hand holding her down, Bai Jinghong’s other hand climbed a mountain peak.
His lips crashed down fiercely upon Wen Chunyu’s red lips.
