Chapter 149: Too Freaking Awesome

Translator: Tim Editor: Chrissy

Ye Mo used his spirit sense to scan Tan Fei; her leg was fine. It seemed she simply wanted to reject Young Master Yi. He couldn't help but smile, thinking women always found an excuse.

Young Master Yi noticed his smile. Infuriated that someone so poorly dressed dared to laugh at him—obviously because Tan Fei had rejected him—he approached Ye Mo.

“What are you laughing at? You bumped into Fei Fei and hurt her leg. Laugh again, and I’ll tear your mouth,” the youth snarled.

Zhang Jue's face fell, but he didn't react. Young Master Yi was from the Song family, the son of the powerful Song Qifeng, and a member of the Shao generation. He'd changed his name to Song Yi after a feng shui master predicted he'd achieve greatness by doing so. While Zhang Jue wasn't afraid of Song Yi, antagonizing him meant antagonizing the Song family.

Li Qiuyang smiled. Newly acquainted with Ye Mo, he wouldn't defend him. Song Yi's status was at least equal to his, perhaps higher. Although the Li family was one of Beijing's five great families, Li Qiuyang was only a middling member, far below a core member like Song Yi.

Ye Mo frowned. Who was this arrogant Young Master Yi?

Tan Fei quickly intervened. “It wasn’t his fault; I bumped into him.”

“Fei Fei, just stand aside and dance with me later. If I say it’s his fault, it is,” Song Yi said cruelly, approaching them.

Zhang Jue was about to argue, but Ye Mo stopped him.

“You’re Song Yi? From the Song family?” Ye Mo asked coldly.

“Too late to learn that now. Qiuyang, this guy’s not your friend, right? Don’t blame me for not considering you…” Song Yi said, glancing at Li Qiuyang.

Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Before Song Yi finished, Ye Mo had slapped him four times.

Song Yi flew several feet, landing on the ground, his mouth bleeding, teeth scattered. Shocked, he stammered, “You… you don’t want to live! You dare hit me?”

Everyone was stunned. Song Yi's identity was known by all. This poorly dressed youth had dared to inflict such damage.

Li Qiuyang was shocked. Though he knew Ye Mo held a high position, who dared to assault Song Yi so brazenly? Unless, of course, they didn’t know who Song Yi was. Tan Fei was shocked and speechless, fearing the worst. She regretted not dancing with Song Yi.

Zhang Jue, though shocked, remained calm. The Song family's power didn't intimidate the Flying Snow Squad captain.

Ye Mo said calmly, “So what if I beat someone from the Song family?” He then kicked Song Yi’s leg, a cracking sound echoing.

He’d broken Song Yi’s leg in front of everyone. The onlookers stared as if he were mad.

“You…” Song Yi nearly fainted from rage, not pain.

Two men rushed to Song Yi, wiping the blood from his mouth. One glared at Ye Mo. “You’re very bold. I hope you remain so later,” he said, pulling out his phone.

Ye Mo laughed. “Even if Song Qiming were here, I’d remain calm.”

“You’re Ye Mo?” One of the Song family members finally recognized him, his face changing.

“Ye Mo?” The other man repeated the name, hanging up his phone.

Ye Mo sneered. “Good. Your dog eyes aren’t blind. I was looking for a reason to go to the Song family. Since their wild seed came to me, don’t blame me.”

The onlookers were dumbfounded by his insults to the Song family, but more shocked by what followed.

Hearing Ye Mo’s name, fear filled Song Yi’s eyes; he ignored his leg. Sitting up, he said, “Young Master Mo, sorry! I didn’t know it was you. Let’s go…”

The two men were unsurprised by Song Yi’s apology. They carried him away without a word, abandoning the call.

Zhang Jue pondered, then understood. Ye Mo must be from a hidden sect; otherwise, Song Yi wouldn’t be so cowardly. Only Du Tao guessed the Song family feared Ye Mo's reprisal.

The onlookers were baffled. Ye Mo had beaten Song Yi, yet Song Yi apologized. Tan Fei stared at Ye Mo incredulously. He was still poorly dressed, yet… who was he?

Song Yi’s reputation was formidable. Tan Fei knew even she couldn't find anyone unafraid of him. Yet, this young man had beaten him, and he apologized. Her respect for Ye Mo deepened.

“Brother Ye, this way. Interested in antiques? Tonight, Mr. Ji Beicheng won’t disappoint,” Li Qiuyang said, smoothly shifting the topic. He wondered about Ye Mo's identity, but knew it wasn't the time to ask.

Tan Fei looked at Ye Mo with complicated apology. “Ye Mo, thank you. I’m Tan Fei. May I know you?”

“It’s nothing. I have issues with the Song family. Even if they don’t come to me, I’ll go to them. I’m Ye Mo. We already know each other,” Ye Mo waved dismissively. He intended to confront Song Qiming.

“Fei Fei, I’ve been looking for you,” another girl said, taking Tan Fei’s hand. “Xiao Yu and Aunt Yun are here.” She dragged Tan Fei away before she could reply. Tan Fei turned, giving Ye Mo an apologetic smile. “If you have time, I’d like to invite you to dinner.”

Ye Mo overheard a nearby conversation.

“Did you see? The guy who beat Song Yi is Ye Mo. Could he be that Ye Mo, from the Ye family?”

“No way. Ye Family’s Ye Mo is trash. Besides, no one from the Ye family seems to be here.”

“What? You know why?”

“I asked Ye Ling last night. She said there was a family matter and couldn’t come out. For a family like theirs, even Ye Ling wouldn't miss this unless something big was happening.”

“Not necessarily. But it’s none of our business. Did you see Tan Fei? She’s pretty. No wonder Song Yi was interested.”

…

“The auction’s about to start. Mr. Ji Beicheng is here,” someone announced.

An unease settled over Ye Mo. He realized it stemmed from the mention of Ye Ling. He hadn't seen her all day. She must be worried.

He couldn't stay. “I have something urgent. We’ll talk later,” he said.

Zhang Jue didn’t stop him. Even from a hidden sect, Ye Mo needed to be prepared for a Song family ambush. He, Du Tao, Li Hu, Li Qiuyang, and others escorted him to the door.

Ye Mo took a train to Hua University. He didn't wait outside the female dorms, using invisibility to reach Ye Ling’s dorm.

His spirit sense revealed Ye Ling wasn’t there, but he knocked anyway.

Tian He opened the door. Joy filled her face at seeing Ye Mo, but remembering last night, she blushed slightly.

“Ye Ling’s not here? Do you know where she went?” Ye Mo asked, impatient.