311 Why is My Luck So Bad? (1/2)

The young master in white clothes was stunned. What did he mean?

He could not be blamed for not fully understanding the situation. Despite Dong Tianleng speaking a human language, it was rare for a normal person to immediately grasp the entire meaning all at once; at least, that was the case for the young master in white.

”Am I like an artist, like the dragon and phoenix?” Dong Tianleng continued firing shots, ”Where is the dragon? Where is the phoenix? Tell me quickly! I’ve always been curious of these two, and have admired them for a very long time.

The young master in white was momentarily stunned as he attempted to gather his thoughts, ”How barbaric! How dare he speak to me like this?”

”Do you regret meeting me now? Don't be overly distraught by it,” Dong Tianleng chose to end his sentence with a despondent face.

The young master glared, finally understanding what kind of a man Dong Tianleng was; his hands were already trembling.

How could this bastard be so sordid? This young master had never met someone as sordid in his entire life.

Dong Tianleng continued to rant. ”Drink with you? Who are the f*ck you? Do you actually dare to ask me for a drink? Are you buying? Do you think your father is someone poor? Am I lacking your wine money? Do you think your words can make your father lower his status?”

The young master in white took in a deep breath, obviously struggling to keep his temper in check. Anyone with adequate power and background would be struggling at this moment, so it was not at all strange.

Just as he was about to erupt, Dong Tianleng had caught him off guard by lashing out first. The anger accumulated throughout the entire day was unleashed fully on this man who came without an invitation. Dong Tianleng had at least kept the anger within him for a good eight days!

If he kept it in any longer, he felt like he was going to boil over and explode.

Since there was a dumb*ss who brought himself over today, how could he not utilize this godsend opportunity?

Dong Tianleng sprung up and slapped the table, angrily shouting, ”You rich bumpkin, have you forgotten your family name with the number of tainted taels you have? Must you flaunt it here? Do you think you’re more decent now with some fortune in your pocket? Do you think your bones are weightless and floating already so you can ascend into high society? Buy your own f*cking drinks! Does your father know you? Do you know who your father is? Do you know your father’s mood is down the drain right now? You f*cking donkey, you dare to provoke me, didn't your family teach you the rules of society? Do you want your father to teach you how to be a person?”

The young master in white was at a loss for words. It wasn't only him; the elder in black clothes standing beside him was stunned as well.

He would never have dreamed of his graceful and classy invitation with a charming smile – his warm passion, would be rewarded with loud flatulence! One that was tinged with excrement as well! It was utterly tragic and absolutely horrible.

”You!” The young master’s lips were quivering with rage.

”You? What you? Do you not know how to speak now? Go home and learn to speak if you don’t, who are you trying to be, when you can’t even speak properly? Aren’t you pathetic? Aren’t you humiliating? Do you even still have shame?” Dong Tianleng was being utterly impossible, the way he was behaving.

”I!” Blood drained from the young master’s face.

”I? What I?” Dong Tianleng rolled his eyes. ”You’re not having a f*cking seizure, are you? I hope you won't die from anger. Are you sure you won’t die from a blocked artery? Yeah? Then I shall go on cursing! Look at you, stuttering and unable to speak clearly. Looking all soft and delicate, it just shows that you’re not a good thing with the first glance! Are you a rapist? Are you the one behind the rape cases in Tiantang City few days ago? You trash! Not saying anything means you’re admitting guilt! You vile abuser! I must act in place of god today and rid the people of this harm!”

Dong Tianleng hollered. ”Old Fatt!”

Old Fatt raised his pale face in fear.

Did he just accuse this man of being a rapist? I can’t keep up with this tempo of my young master…

Dong Tianleng was already shouting again, ”Quick, seize this rapist and send him to the officials so he can be penalized! I didn’t expect to solve a big case coming out today! This is a heinous and wicked one! You’re called Flying on Grass right? That’s your name? I knew it’s you! F*cking Flying on Grass, I’m going to apprehend you today! How much blood debt of innocent ladies is in your hands, you can just wonder.”

Dong Tianleng remembered one of Yun Yang’s teachings – one must stand at the high point of morality if one were to make a fuss over things.

He felt that he had stood tall and proud on that point today.

”I’m going to exterminate this evil for the people! Acting on behalf on the heavens! I’m giving my all today, pouring my passion and youth to weave them into a legend…” Dong Tianleng slapped the table and with that loud boom, he carried, ”Catch him!”

Just as he finished speaking, he immediately felt a sense of suffocatingly murderous intent – bone-chilling and sterile.

The young master in white whose face had gone from his initial amiability to bafflement to being dumbfounded to infuriation to uncontrollable rage suddenly returned to serenity. Not only did his eyes glint with an intimidating chilling ray, his body stopped trembling as a formless pressure emerged from his change of attitude, locking itself onto Dong Tianleng as it surged.

”What courage!” The young master said coldly, ”No one dares talk to me like that ever since this young master was born. Come, come, child. You’re bold. Speak another word, let this young master learn from experience!”

Feeling the intense killing intent that no one but only he could feel, Dong Tianleng turned cowardly on the spot. There was only one thought in his head - oh my god, have I stumbled once more?

Why is my luck so bad? Why do I always stumble into such tough characters? This one here… seems about the same like Ling Xiaozui.

Recalling what he had said just now, Dong Tianleng only felt like doing one thing. If he could swallow his words back, he would have opened his mouth wide like a basin.

As the opposite party’s words were being processed, Dong Tianleng suddenly felt bold and reckless with only a momentary shudder. He had chastised him anyway; the way to death was already set. He would just give his all, did the fellow not say he wanted to hear his cursing again?

Father, I, shall… grant you your wish… But I’m a little scared of dying if I really make his wish come true…

”You… what do you mean?”