Li Ai said, "Of course, that night was my birthday, so we took the opportunity to get Yang Zixuan really drunk. She couldn't hold her liquor and soon passed out, not even remembering anything. That's what led to the scene in the photos."

"Li Ai, you little bitch, why don't you just admit that the person was you? It was you who got Yang Zixuan drunk and took those photos, and you even took one hundred thousand yuan from me to keep quiet. I can't believe you'd take the money and still not do your job."

Seeing his secret exposed, Wu Lei finally lost it and began to shout angrily at Li Ai. At that moment, Han Fenghuang also jumped down from the stage and charged towards Li Ai.

Li Ai obviously was prepared and started running as soon as she saw Han Fenghuang coming.

"This is all my turf. If you can escape, then it's my loss," Han Fenghuang said without hurry. Right after that, two people emerged from the crowd and caught the fleeing Li Ai.

It was unexpected that Han Fenghuang would bring bodyguards with her when she went out.

Seeing Li Ai caught, Han Fenghuang let out a cold laugh, walked up to her, and slapped her face. Han Fenghuang was clearly someone not to be trifled with—the slap left Li Ai with blood streaming from the corner of her mouth.

"Help! What are you waiting for?" Li Ai's shout was clearly directed at Ling Zhenfei.

Ling Zhenfei truly didn't want to save Li Ai, whose character was simply despicable. It would be fitting for her to learn a lesson, but since he had promised her, he couldn't just leave her to die. If she really fell into Han Fenghuang's hands, who knew what would become of her.

"Stop it! Does speaking the truth now mean one has to suffer your bullying?" Ling Zhenfei shouted at Han Fenghuang, who was about to hit Li Ai again.

"Kid, this has nothing to do with you. Get the hell out of here before I lose my temper," Han Fenghuang said furiously, not giving a damn about anyone.

"That's right, kid. You should be satisfied by now. Your girlfriend's innocence has been proven, so get lost."

Wu Lei and Han Fenghuang could be said to have been publicly shamed. They were in a stage of furious embarrassment and wanted nothing more than to exact revenge on Li Ai.

"It's laughable. You've been framing Yang Zixuan for so many years, causing her so much misery. Do you think it just ends here?" Ling Zhenfei, thinking of how wronged Yang Zixuan had been, was very angry.

"What else do you want? To call the cops on me? Let me tell you, I've got money and power now," Wu Lei said arrogantly, unafraid of any consequences, and shouted at Ling Zhenfei.

Bang!

No sooner had Wu Lei finished his sentence than he was sent flying by a kick from Ling Zhenfei, who really hadn't seen someone so brazen even after doing wrong.

Ling Zhenfei had used a lot of force in that kick, and Wu Lei fell hard, crying out in pain on the ground.

Everyone was shocked; no one had expected Ling Zhenfei to actually make a move, nor did they think his kick could send someone flying.

"How dare you hit my man! You're dead meat," Han Fenghuang screamed as Wu Lei was struck, and instantly became enraged, aiming a slap at Ling Zhenfei.

Han Fenghuang was obviously used to hitting people, thinking she could slap anyone she wanted, but Ling Zhenfei wasn't about to indulge her. He grabbed her wrist tightly, and Han Fenghuang, shocked, tried to pull her arm back but found she couldn't move it at all in Ling Zhenfei's grip, which was like that of a vice.

"You think you can hit people like that? You're lucky I don't like hitting women," Ling Zhenfei said as he shoved Han Fenghuang's arm away with such force that she almost stumbled and fell.

"What are you doing? Why are you still grabbing her? Let go of her now and attack him," Han Fenghuang angrily shouted at her two bodyguards.

The two bodyguards released Li Ai and surrounded Ling Zhenfei.

All the bystanders backed away. They were all Wu Lei's classmates and had never imagined a class reunion turning out like this—not only had past grievances surfaced, but they had also learned such explosive news, and now a fight had broken out.

At this point, they weren't sure whether to leave or stay, so they could only watch the events unfold from a distance.

The patrons in the bar initially wanted to intervene, but Jiang Hao stopped them, telling them to just watch the excitement from a distance and not to meddle in other people's business. He knew the extent of Ling Zhenfei's strength; not to mention two bodyguards, even seven or eight more wouldn't be sufficient.

The two Big Men, both in their twenties with muscles like coiled steel, appeared to have trained in some form of combat sports. They charged toward Ling Zhenfei like two lions.

Their fists, accompanied by the whistling of wind, launched a terrifying attack on Ling Zhenfei. The two coordinated their moves—one aiming high while the other went low—coupled with their large statures, they practically launched an all-encompassing assault.

However, as they executed their Techniques, they suddenly found that the figure that had been in front of them had vanished. By the time they heard a noise behind them, it was already too late. With his feet together, Ling Zhenfei delivered a kick to the backs of both men.

Though the two were large in size, they couldn't maintain their balance under Ling Zhenfei's kicks and ended up face-planting on the ground.

Han Fenghuang was dumbstruck; her own bodyguards were already formidable, but they couldn't even defend against a single move from him. This man was simply too powerful.

The onlookers were abuzz—the situation had reversed too quickly.

"What's the deal with Yang Zixuan's boyfriend? He's incredibly strong."

"Could he be a martial arts movie star or something? He seems just like Bruce Lee."

"Looks like Yang Zixuan has got a strong backer now."

Ling Zhenfei glanced at the stupefied Han Fenghuang

"Do you want to give it a try?"

"No need, I admit I'm no match for you. Do you dare to leave your name?"

"Ling Zhenfei!" Of course, Ling Zhenfei was not afraid to leave his name.

"So, he is Ling Zhenfei?" Someone suddenly had a look of realization.

"How do you know him?"

"He's been quite popular recently, being called the 'Divine Doctor'."

"This guy doesn't look like a Divine Doctor at all. What does martial arts have to do with divine healing?"

"Who said they can't be related? Wasn't Huang Feihong a herbalist?"

"Ling Zhenfei, fine, I'll remember this name. We'll meet again in the Jianghu," Han Fenghuang left a harsh remark, helped Wu Lei up, and headed for the exit.

"Excuse me, sir, you haven't settled the bill yet. You can't leave without paying, even after being beaten up!" Jiang Hao blocked their way.

With no other option, Wu Lei dragged his injured body to pay the bill and then slinked away.

"Fellow classmates, stop watching. The money's been paid, so drink up if that's what you're here for," Ling Zhenfei called out to the other students.

The crowd felt awkward. What kind of situation was this? Who would have the nerve to continue eating? After waiting for a bit, they began to leave, and within half an hour, the class reunion had ended.

Only Li Ai and Yang Zixuan remained, both extremely embarrassed, especially Li Ai. She was the key person involved in the initial incident—it was because of her photo that Yang Zixuan had fallen into many years of pain.

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