The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket!

Chapter 302: Chapter 283: Kicked the Iron Plate_1

“Damn it, are you blind? How dare you lay your hands on anyone you please!”

With a cold expression, Defu kicked Du Jitong away, then turned to look at the somewhat disheveled Daohua and Dong Yuanyao, his face betraying a speechless sentiment.

He had seen his fair share of ladies acting out of line, like dressing up as men and visiting the Baixi Building, that wasn’t a big deal, but this was the first time he had seen maids fighting a group of men in public.

No wonder his master and Master Dong’s faces had already turned ashen.

At the moment Defu charged over, Daohua and Dong Yuanyao became somewhat stiff, catching a glimpse of Xiao Yeyang and the others not far away, both of their faces became awkward, cursing their bad luck internally.

Why did they have to run into these people here of all places?

“What do we do now?” Dong Yuanyao nudged Daohua with her elbow, shivering at the thought of her own brother’s grim expression.

Ever since she returned from Jiguang, the discipline at home had tightened even more.

Now being caught visiting the Baixi Building and getting into a fight, she could already imagine the storm she would face once she got home.

Daohua hadn’t expected to encounter Xiao Yeyang and the rest here either, and she didn’t even need to turn her head to feel several angry gazes fixed on them from a distance.

In her view, visiting the Baixi Building was nothing significant, but this was ancient times!

And they had gotten into a fight.

Bearing in mind, even in modern times, fighting was discouraged.

At this moment, her only consolation was that her elder brother, Yan Wenxiu, wasn’t here, otherwise, this matter would definitely reach her mother and grandmother.

“Shall we…run away?”

Having been caught red-handed doing something wrong, she felt at a loss on how to face the situation.

Dong Yuanyao nodded vigorously.

Just as the two of them braced themselves to turn around and leave, a crowd burst out of the Baixi Building, including Du Jitong’s group and the theatre’s bouncers.

“Which bastard kicked our young master?”

“Who destroyed the great door of the Baixi Building? Who dares to run wild here, do you not want to live?”

The group came out yelling loudly.

“It was him, he kicked the young master.”

A servant pointed at Defu, and the others immediately raised their fists and charged at Defu.

A few meters away, outside the brothel, Xiao Yeyang and the others watched the scene, their expressions darkening.

Yan Wenkai and Su Hongxin immediately rolled up their sleeves, “So it’s bullying with numbers, huh?” they said, and then they dashed forward, joining the fray.

Yan Wentao swiftly moved to Daohua and Dong Yuanyao’s side, shielding them as he retreated to a corner at the back to prevent accidental injuries.

Seeing her fourth brother throw a few high kicks and knock down a group of Du Jitong’s lackeys to the ground, Daohua’s eyes widened in excitement.

“My fourth brother is so cool!”

Dong Yuanyao nodded in agreement.

Yan Wentao, seeing the two still in the mood to watch the show, shook his head helplessly.

Then, Xiao Yeyang and Dong Yuanxuan came over, looking at Daohua and Dong Yuanyao with one frowning and the other with a face as dark as iron.

At this moment, the image of Daohua and Dong Yuanyao was not good at all.

Their hairdos had come loose, and there were even injuries on both of their faces.

Seeing the blood on the corner of Daohua’s mouth, Xiao Yeyang’s gaze grew cold with anger he could hardly suppress; while Dong Yuanxuan, looking at his sister’s black eye, felt a mix of fury and distress.

Daohua and Dong Yuanyao, seeing the two approaching, immediately lowered their heads, shrank their necks, and, without any agreement, stepped back.

Just then, the manager of the theatre came out to assert his presence and yelled at Yan Wenkai and his group who were engaged in a fierce brawl, “Stop it all of you, storming into Baixi Building to run amok, you’ve got some nerve….”

Before he could finish his tirade, Yan Wenkai kicked him, sending the man flying.

With the manager attacked, the theatre’s enforcers could no longer sit idly by and immediately rushed out to join the fray.

These men were far more skilled than Du Jitong’s servants, and Su Hongxin, caught off guard, ended up taking a punch.

Noticing this, Dong Yuanxuan’s brow furrowed, and he turned to Dong Yuanyao, “Stay right here!” After speaking, his gaze lingered on Daohua for a moment, indicating she was to do the same; only then did he pick up his fan and head toward the theatre’s enforcers.

Xiao Yeyang, however, did not move, merely watching the commotion with a somber gaze.

Seeing Xiao Yeyang guarding Daohua and Dong Yuanyao, Yan Wentao also quickly jumped into the battle.

Now with only Xiao Yeyang remaining by their side, Daohua and Dong Yuanyao exchanged a bitter look. At this moment, Xiao Yeyang’s aura was somewhat overwhelming, with his eyes slightly narrowed and his complexion icy, causing fear in both young women.

Feeling Daohua’s gaze on him, Xiao Yeyang shifted his attention away from the melee.

As he looked her way, Daohua managed a stiff, awkward smile, which immediately tugged at the wound on her lip, making her wince with a ‘hiss.’

Xiao Yeyang’s eyebrows furrowed as he reached out, intending to examine Daohua’s injury, but then remembering they were in the middle of the street, he quickly withdrew his hand and asked coldly, “Who did this?”

Daohua covered her mouth and shook her head, “Don’t know, there were too many people fighting, I didn’t see clearly.”

Xiao Yeyang’s brow twitched, his lips pressed together as if he were forcibly restraining himself.

Two young women actually brawling with a gang of servants!

Quite bold!

No, his hand was starting to itch.

Seeing his reaction, Daohua also realized she spoke out of turn and promptly shut her mouth.

Before long, Yan Wenkai and the others had knocked down both the theatre’s enforcers and Du Jitong’s servants.

Two or three dozen strong men were sprawled on the ground groaning in pain, creating quite a spectacular scene.

Bystanders who witnessed the spectacle began to nervously back away.

“Make way, make way!”

At that moment, government officers on patrol arrived.

The lead officer, upon seeing the people strewn across the ground, was about to scold them but paused as his eyes swept over the corner where Xiao Yeyang and the others were, his expression changing as he quickly walked over to Xiao Yeyang and bowed deeply, “Your humble servant pays respects to the Little Prince.”

The theatre manager, who did not recognize Xiao Yeyang, heard this and instantly turned pale with terror, feeling as if his heart and liver were trembling.

Xiao Yeyang nodded expressionlessly and then cast a chilling look toward Du Jitong and the others.

At that moment, Du Jitong and his companions, who had been so arrogant earlier, were trembling with fear, already regretting their actions to the point of turning green.

They should not have charged out so recklessly, engaging in combat without even seeing who the other party was.

Who would have thought they’d be so unlucky as to lay hands on the Little Prince himself?

“Creating a disturbance on the main street, lock them all up in the jail to sober up!”

Xiao Yeyang said coldly, his icy face so daunting that Du Jitong did not even have the courage to beg for mercy.

The patrolling officers began to arrest the brawlers.

Meanwhile, Daohua and Dong Yuanyao, seeing the commotion had even drawn the attention of the Governor’s Office, looked anxious.

“It’s over, this has gotten out of hand!”

Dong Yuanyao exclaimed with a sigh, realizing that with these people taken to jail, her father would definitely find out, and her punishment was inevitable.

Daohua glanced at Xiao Yeyang, wanting to ask him to let it go, but seeing his face so unmistakably distressed, she dared not speak.