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Yang Kaiming tentatively asked, "What about that Ye Xingzhou...?"
"Don't mention him again, or I'll really get angry," Qi Xing immediately replied.
“Alright, if you don't want to talk about it,” Yang Kaiming wisely changed the topic, "I'm here to remind you, Fourth Young Master Ye is here. Are you still going to settle scores with him?"
"Settle scores? Of course, why wouldn't I?" Qi Xing said with a dark expression as the timing couldn't be better.
Ye Wanqi, as usual, came with a group of friends to have fun and enjoy themselves here. But before he could even settle in, Qi Xing pushed the door open and walked in.
This young master swaggered in with his hands in his pockets and casually kicked aside an empty wine bottle that rolled to his feet. He then casually raised his chin at someone and the dandy drinking the wine last night who remembered his fierce temper when he crashed the car, shrunk his neck and quickly got up and willingly gave up his seat.
Qi Xing sat down with a thud, followed by seven or eight people behind him, standing or sitting, all there to watch the fun.
Ye Wanqi's sly eyes darted around cautiously, asking, "Young Master Qi, what are you doing? Are you here to cause trouble?"
Qi Xing tilted his head, pretending to smile, "What's wrong? Are you afraid of me?"
Ye Wanqi forced himself to say, "What do I have to be afraid of? Young Master Qi, don't be unreasonable."
"Unreasonable?" Qi Xing repeated these four words, "So asking for gambling debts back is being unreasonable? Then what do you call it when Fourth Young Master Ye refuses to acknowledge his losses? Acting like a hooligan then?"
Being bluntly exposed by him, Ye Wanqi's tone became harsh, "You know that car was my big brother's. I've already given it back to him. Go ask him for it."
"I won't," Qi Xing refused to buy his argument, "You are you, Ye Xingzhou is Ye Xingzhou, you lost the car to me, so of course, I'll ask you for it."
Ye Wanqi became annoyed, "You're pushing it too far!"
"Fourth Young Master Ye, that's not right," Yang Kaiming chimed in, "You lost the race and didn't even give Young Master Qi any face, what does Young Master Qi owe you?"
"What do you want then?" Ye Wanqi's hands spread out, resorting to thuggish tactics, "If you want the car, forget it. If you want a life, it's up to you."
"No one wants your dog life," Qi Xing said coldly, staring at Ye Wanqi's unscrupulous face. Thinking about being "teased" by Ye Xingzhou earlier, he felt angry and directed his anger towards this Fourth Young Master Ye and had malicious thoughts, "Fourth Young Master Ye, I'm kind so I will give you another chance. Let's have another competition."
Ye Wanqi seemed surprised by his sudden concession, "What kind of competition?"
Qi Xing glanced at the empty wine bottles on the coffee table, "Let's drink. If you win, this matter is settled. If I win, you'll do whatever I say."
Ye Wanqi hesitated for a moment and gritted his teeth, "Fine."
Yang Kaiming, sensing trouble, whispered to Qi Xing, "Are you sure about this?"
Qi Xing replied, "When have I ever lost in a drinking competition?"
Yang Kaiming held back his words and didn't say more. Qi Xing could hold his liquor, but he wasn't exceptional. Usually, they would let the Young Master win in drinking contests. Nevertheless, it didn't matter. Ye Wanqi was a weakling who had been drained by alcohol and debauchery at a young age. Qi Xing winning against him was not a problem.
Two bottles of strong foreign liquor were brought over. Qi Xing and Ye Wanqi each picked up a bottle and started drinking directly from the bottle.
The dandies whistled and cheered, escalating the atmosphere.
The taste of the liquor wasn't great, and drinking it straight was quite harsh. Qi Xing drank with a frown but managed to endure it.
On the other hand, Ye Wanqi regretted his first sip of the liquor. Wanting to give up but he glanced at Qi Xing, who was drinking much faster than him, and had no choice but to continue.
As the cheering grew louder, Ye Wanqi had only finished half the bottle while Qi Xing's bottle was almost empty. He started to panic, took a big gulp, and choked.
After a thunderous cough, he vomited up all the liquor he had just drunk, and booing ensued.
Qi Xing set down the empty bottle, licked his lips, and calmly said, "I win."
Ye Wanqi met his gaze, trembling involuntarily, "What do you want?"
Without Qi Xing's prompting, Yang Kaiming smirked, “Fourth Young Master Ye, you can't be a sore loser this time, right?"
Ye Wanqi had a bad feeling, "... What do you guys want?"
The liquor hit Qi Xing, and he felt dizzy. He lazily leaned back into the sofa and closed his eyes and smiled while not immediately answering.
Two people left the room, and a few minutes later, they came back with a waiter carrying a basin, which was placed on the coffee table in front of Ye Wanqi.
As for what was inside, some of the dandies nearby covered their noses.
It was urine.
"Drink it."
Qi Xing said emotionlessly.
Ye Wanqi's face flushed instantly, "You must be joking!"
Yang Kaiming gestured with his eyes, and the two who had just left to urinate approached, one on each side of Ye Wanqi's shoulders. One of them smirked oddly and said, "Sorry, Fourth Young Master Ye, today we can't be polite. But don't worry, I haven't eaten anything heavy these past two days, so drinking this urine shouldn't be too difficult."
Ye Wanqi tried to break free. His entourage looked like they were ready to act but Qi Xing's people were not backing down either, creating a standoff.
"You, surnamed Qi, dare to do this! My…my big brother will know, and he won't let you get away with it…”
Qi Xing's expression turned even colder, "Alright, let's see what Ye Xingzhou can do about not letting me off."
Ye Wanqi stammered, "Your father will kill you!"
Cursing and struggling, Ye Wanqi was dragged off the sofa. The woman next to him screamed and dodged to the side, wisely keeping out of it.
No one dared to actually intervene. The people on Qi Xing's side had overwhelming dominance. He stood up then walked slowly forward, and reached out to pat Ye Wanqi's head. Before Ye Wanqi could react, the next moment he forcefully grabbed the guy's hair and pushed his head into the basin filled with urine.
There were gasps all around.
Ye Wanqi struggled desperately, his hands pinned down by Qi Xing's men and his head held firmly by Qi Xing as his entire face submerged in urine, only able to make suffocated "uh uh" sounds.
"You trying to kill me? Today, I'll kill you first! None of you surnamed Ye are good people, all acting like beasts in human form. Blame your bad luck today for falling into my hands!"
As Qi Xing cursed, he still didn't let go of Ye Wanqi. Ye Wanqi's followers were terrified, fearing that Ye Wanqi might really be done for tonight until someone's gaze fell on the door of the private room and as if seeing a savior appearing there and immediately shouted, "Young Master Ye, save Fourth Young Master!"
Qi Xing furrowed his brows, looking up to see Ye Xingzhou, who was leaning against the door and didn't know how long he had been coldly observing.
Indeed, it was Ye Xingzhou. He just leaned against the door, seemingly indifferent to his younger brother's humiliation and instead watched the commotion with interest. Of course, only Qi Xing noticed this, because for others, including Yang Kaiming and his friends, they only felt that he was expressionless and had a strong aura, making them somewhat fearful of him.
No one had expected Ye Xingzhou to appear here. Yang Kaiming quickly lowered his voice to remind Qi Xing, “Qi, let him go. If this continues, someone might get killed."
Qi Xing glanced at Ye Wanqi, whose struggles in his grip were gradually weakening, snorted lightly, and finally let go of his hand.
Ye Wanqi collapsed in a sorry state, tears and snot flowing together, vomiting all over the floor.
Qi Xing stepped back disdainfully, and someone beside him handed him tissues. He wiped his hands leisurely, not even bothering to raise his eyelids. "Young Master Ye hasn't left yet?"
Ye Wanqi, recovering his strength, saw Ye Xingzhou and struggled to get up. He crawled over, his voice tinged with tears while begging him, "Big brother, you have to help me vent this anger. That Qi guy has gone too far!"
Ye Xingzhou glanced at Ye Wanqi, who looked like a dog cowering at his feet, and said flatly, "Go back, and stop causing trouble in the future."
Ye Wanqi hesitated, "But he..."
Ye Xingzhou repeated, "Go back."
Ye Wanqi wanted to say more but trembled under Ye Xingzhou's cold gaze, breaking into a cold sweat and recalling past events.
Ye Xingzhou was a bastard child, though the eldest. Until their biological father died, none of the three brothers had taken him seriously.
Their most capable was his second brother, originally the heir apparent of the family but he fell short in the end, completely defeated by Ye Xingzhou.
In the past, the one who offended Ye Xingzhou the most was his second brother. Although Ye Wanqi hadn't directly participated in the fight for family property, he had always schemed with his brothers against Ye Xingzhou. Now their father was dead, their mother was in a "sanatorium," the second brother was exiled overseas, and the third brother barely survived under Ye Xingzhou's control. As a worthless prodigal son, Ye Wanqi didn't stand a chance against Ye Xingzhou, so why did he think Ye Xingzhou would let him off and have an easy life?
Ye Wanqi left dejectedly, and those who had been playing with him quickly followed suit. The remaining people on Qi Xing's side also hesitated as they considering to leave.
Yang Kaiming sensed the awkward atmosphere and tried to smooth things over, saying, "Young Master Qi was just playing around with them. Young Master Ye, why did you come here?"
Ye Xingzhou, however, only looked at Qi Xing and said, "Remember to close the door next time you discipline someone."
Yang Kaiming stayed silent.
Although, Qi Xing seemed to be disciplining this Young Master Ye's own brother, right?
Qi Xing couldn't be bothered with Ye Xingzhou. He had been very arrogant while disciplining Ye Wanqi but now, the aftereffects of drinking the whole bottle of foreign liquor were hitting him, making him feel uncomfortable all over.
"I'm done playing. I'm going back first."
With that, Qi Xing left directly. As he walked out, he saw Ye Xingzhou still leaning against the door, leisurely looking at him.
Qi Xing frowned, "Why are you still lingering around?"
"Just socializing," Ye Xingzhou casually replied, "I was about to leave but I didn't expect to see Young Master Qi here playing with dogs."
Qi Xing responded, "Yeah, playing with dogs. Beating dogs with the surname Ye."
He was already a bit drunk and feeling dizzy not just in his head but also slurring his speech. He didn't realize that standing here and talking nonsense with Ye Xingzhou was a waste of time, as if he had forgotten what Ye Xingzhou, this beast, had done to him earlier in the restroom.
Ye Xingzhou looked at the redness spreading around Qi Xing's eyes and eyebrows, and suddenly chuckled.
Qi Xing was displeased, "What are you laughing at?"
The smile on Ye Xingzhou's face disappeared as quickly as it appeared. He raised his hand and lightly pressed on the corner of Qi Xing's eye.
The dandies in the private room, who dared not make a sound, stared in astonishment as their expressions as if they had seen a ghost.
Qi Xing became more and more unhappy, but he was so weak and powerless that he couldn't resist, not even having the strength to curse properly. "Beast."
After cursing, he shook his head, seeming even more dizzy. The people and objects in front of him began to blur.
Ye Xingzhou's eyes behind his lenses darkened slightly as he reached out and supported him.
Qi Xing tried to struggle, but he couldn't muster any strength, leaning passively towards Ye Xingzhou.
"I'll take you back."
Ye Xingzhou embraced him but before leaving, he was stopped by Yang Kaiming's hesitant voice, "Young Master Ye, Young Master Qi is drunk. Shouldn't we be the ones to take him home?"
Ye Xingzhou glanced back at him, colder than the look he had given outside the restroom, saying nothing and carrying Qi Xing away.