My Wife, The Ice Queen President

They had been around the Taoist for many years and had seen many braggarts, but never one this brash.

Outside, they considered themselves pretty wild, but compared to this guy, they realized what real wildness meant.

To stand before dozens of people and declare “If you don’t agree, come fight me,” there was no second in the whole Jiangnan City.

“All of you, get him; beat him so badly even his mother won’t recognize him,”

With a grand gesture, Lu Bao commanded dozens of thugs to pounce on Ye Xiong with menacing momentum. The scene was explosively intense!

The bystanders had long been frightened away, hiding at a distance, even Du Yuehua took shelter in a corner, trembling with fear.

Just then, Ye Xiong suddenly made a strange move.

He stripped off his own clothes, rolling them in his hands into many folds, wrapping them tight and secure.

“You think by wrapping your hands in clothes, they can’t be chopped off?” Lu Bao mocked.

No sooner had he finished speaking, than Ye Xiong suddenly darted out, dodging a knife and then, with a fierce punch, landed a blow on the chest of the thug at the forefront.

A muffled thud sounded as the thug was sent flying backward, rolling several times on the ground before coming to a stop, frothing at the mouth and unable to rise for a long while.

“You’re wrong, I’m not afraid of having my hands chopped off, I’m just afraid of accidentally killing someone,” Ye Xiong sneered.

The people around were stunned, all agape. To knock a man flying five or six meters with a single punch took incredible strength. If he hadn’t wrapped his fists in his clothes, wouldn’t that punch have killed the man?

Hiss!

A group of thugs sharply inhaled in shock, none daring to approach anymore.

This guy could fight too well!

Ye Xiong was pleased with the effect and removed the clothes from his hands, smiling as he beckoned with a hook of his fingers.

“Who else wants to come?”

Seeing him remove the clothes, the thugs instinctively stepped back, this guy’s punch seemed to do more damage than a knife wound. Was this even human? Cheating much?

Lu Bao’s face turned an iron blue; he had known Ye Xiong could fight, but not to this extent.

But no matter how fierce, he couldn’t back down, for the XiBei Guild relied on the support of the He Family to survive. This man had not only caused chaos at Young Master He’s wedding but also had a hand in the hotel that Young Master He was determined to obtain. If he didn’t teach him a lesson, how would he face He Haodong?

“No matter how good you fight, can you withstand a knife? Grab your weapons, and cripple him,” Lu Bao’s eyes flashed with ruthlessness.

Clang clang clang!

Dozens of bright blades and bludgeons were drawn, their cold gleams illuminating the entire hall.

The surrounding crowd screamed; upon seeing those weapons, everyone fled, fearful of getting caught in the fray.

“Look quick, the police are here!” Ye Xiong suddenly pointed behind them and shouted.

The thugs instinctively looked back, Lu Bao included.

And in that moment, Ye Xiong made his move, like a fierce tiger he burst through the crowd, and before they could react, he had grabbed Lu Bao and dragged him out.

“Shameless, utterly shameless!”

“He tricked us and took the boss while we were distracted.”

“Let our boss go quickly!”

Realizing they had been played, the thugs shouted, but Lu Bao was already in Ye Xiong’s hands, so they hesitated to make a move.

“If you dare touch a hair on my head, you’ll face terrible consequences,” Lu Bao urgently exclaimed.

Suddenly, Ye Xiong grabbed hold of his hair and yanked hard, causing Lu Bao to scream in pain.

“There are at least a hundred hairs here; let’s see what kind of ‘terrible consequences’ I will face?”

Ye Xiong opened his palm, blew on it, and a tuft of hair fell to the ground.

“I’ll kill you…” Lu Bao bellowed furiously.

Suddenly, a coldness touched his neck, and a thin blade was pressed against his throat.

“What did you just say? Say it again,” Ye Xiong sneered.

No matter how you slice it, Lu Bao had been in the game for over a decade and had a bunch of brothers watching. If he showed a trace of fear now, how could he continue to be the boss in the future?

Instantly, he lifted his head, ready to face death and shouted, “You little punk, I don’t believe you have the guts to kill me. Killing people is a crime, you know.”

“I don’t dare to kill anyone, but I’m afraid my hand might accidentally shake, and if I happen to slice your throat, well, that would be unfortunate.”

As Ye Xiong spoke, he pressed down with his hand and made a light cut.

A trail of blood immediately appeared on Lu Bao’s neck, drops of blood falling to the ground.

Lu Bao was petrified; he had never imagined that this guy would actually be crazy enough to cut his own throat.

Seeing his own man’s neck about to be severed, Lu Bao couldn’t help but scream out loud.

“Don’t kill me, please, I beg you, don’t kill me.” Faced with such a lunatic, Lu Bao no longer dared to act tough.

“Tell them to drop their knives and get out,” Ye Xiong ordered coldly.

“Drop your knives and leave the hotel,” Lu Bao quickly commanded.

Clang, clang, clang.

Knives clattered to the ground, a group of punks turned and left, disappearing in moments.

Only then did Ye Xiong push Lu Bao away, stepping on his butt and kicking him so he toppled over like a dog eating dung, before coldly saying, “Lu Bao, let me make myself clear. If you dare send people to cause trouble at Mingyang International again, I’ll have your XiBei Guild wiped from Jiangnan City. Whether you believe it or not, I do. Now get lost.”

Lu Bao covered his bleeding neck and didn’t dare to say another word, hurrying away.

Applause!

No one knew who started it, but suddenly the entire venue erupted in enthusiastic applause, their eyes shining with fervor as they looked at Ye Xiong.

Du Yuehua emerged from among the crowd, her gaze blazing.

She had not expected Ye Xiong to be so formidable, making the entire XiBei Guild flee in defeat.

At first, she was worried that Ye Xiong couldn’t handle it, after all, she had hired over a dozen managers and none stayed long, chased away by Lu Bao with all sorts of tactics. To her surprise, as soon as Ye Xiong arrived, his fame spread far and wide.

It seemed that Mingyang International Hotel truly had a chance to rise to prominence once more.

While she was looking at Ye Xiong with new respect, Ye Xiong suddenly jumped onto the podium, raised his arm, and shouted, “Is President Ye handsome or what?”

“Handsome!” the crowd responded in unison.

“Is President Ye cool or what?”

“Cool!”

“Is President Du beautiful or what?”

“Beautiful!”

Whew!

Du Yuehua couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

This guy, how annoying. It’s one thing for him to be shameless, but why drag her into it?

Seeing Du Yuehua laugh, the crowd was perplexed; it was the first time they had seen the female boss laugh since the death of Ruan Jingyang.

Thanks to his stunning debut, Ye Xiong’s work suddenly became easy, free of obstacles. By half a day, the entire hotel was abuzz with words like “The new manager is handsome, cool, and can fight.”

Of course, these were the words that reached Ye Xiong’s ears. The actual words were: “The manager is shameless, treacherous, sleazy, and has no dignity.”

The handover work went smoothly, and when Du Yuehua placed a thick stack of documents in front of him, Ye Xiong’s head started to ache.

“What is this?” Ye Xiong asked with a pained expression.

“These are the financial statements and the hotel’s operational status over the past few months. From them, you can see how you should manage a hotel next,” Du Yuehua explained.

“Sister Hua, can we discuss something?” Ye Xiong asked seriously.

“What is it?”

“I want out. Can you return my one million?”