Chapter 106
“Since you want to compensate, let’s talk about the price. I want you to pay tenfold,” Xu Ke looked at the man’s face and said coldly.
“Tenfold? Fine, name your price, and I’ll compensate you.”
The man originally thought this matter couldn’t be resolved peacefully. Hearing Xu Ke actively asking for a compensation price, his anxious heart suddenly calmed down, and he regained his previous arrogance in his demeanor.
Xu Ke looked at the man’s expression, his mouth stretching to both sides, forming a wide grin. His snow-white teeth reflected a cold, hard metallic sheen under the light. “Hmph.” Xu Ke let out a cold snort.
The man hadn’t snapped out of Xu Ke’s bizarre smile when Xu Ke’s slap landed on him, unlike the previous time when he held back, this time Xu Ke didn’t hold back at all.
The man’s lower half of the face almost instantly went crooked, three teeth popped out of his mouth. This time even a fool knew what Xu Ke meant by compensation. Mi Xue, who was initially dissatisfied with Xu Ke’s demand for compensation without seeking revenge for them, instantly widened her eyes, her heart overwhelmed with an uncontainable sense of satisfaction.
“Nine more to go.” Xu Ke twisted his wrist and said lightly.
Though he wore a smile on his face at this moment, the man only felt his calves cramping a little, and his eyes showed a pleading expression. Wen Mei’er, who had been held in his arms, had long since hid behind a helper, trying to shield herself with his body.
“No.” The man shook his head, drooling blood-stained saliva, muttering unclearly.
However, his plea for mercy did not arouse any pity in Xu Ke; the next slap still landed on his face, and he spat out three more teeth with blood.
“Eight more to go.” Xu Ke still spoke in that airy, leisurely tone.
The man wanted to run, but no matter which direction he faced, it was futile. There would always be a security guard in blue clothing standing before him, blocking his way and pushing him back in front of Xu Ke.
The counting voice had a cello-like timbre, and the person who counted had a delicate and handsome face. When you closed your eyes, you could see the feeling of a first love on campus in him, but when you open your eyes, you could see him with a smile as he brutally disfigures a person.
“Done.” When Xu Ke uttered these words, everyone in the room collectively exhaled a breath of relief. They dared not open their eyes to look at the man who was arrogant moments ago on the ground. Partly out of pity, but mainly because it was too horrifying; his face was like a mosaic smeared with fresh blood, making anyone want to vomit just at the sight.
“And there’s one more. Will you come out on your own, or should I drag you out?” Xu Ke’s palm was stained with blood, and he casually squatted on the ground, wiping his hands clean on the man’s shirt.
“Don’t hit my face, I’m wrong, I admit it, I atone, please don’t hit my face, okay?” Wen Mei’er knelt at Xu Ke’s feet, reaching to tug at Xu Ke’s sleeve, crying pitifully.
“Don’t touch me, or I’ll chop off your hand,” Xu Ke looked at her face with his dark pupils, saying without any emotion.
Wen Mei’er recoiled like she was burned, quickly letting go of her hand and crawling towards Lin Mengyao, grabbing Lin Mengyao’s skirt hem, “Mengyao, I was just too jealous of you. I’m wrong; I shouldn’t have hurt you. Please give me another chance. I promise never to oppose you again, I don’t dare anymore, please forgive me. I don’t want my face ruined, please, I’m begging you, have mercy on me.”
Lin Mengyao wanted to say something, but opening her mouth made her face hurt badly. She gave up speaking and instead bent down, seriously looking at Wen Mei’er’s face. When Wen Mei’er thought she would be spared, Lin Mengyao pulled her hand away from her skirt, then patted her skirt and stepped aside.
She was not a saint; she had her temper. The saying goes, repay evil with good, but then what do you repay good with?
Wen Mei’er looked at her hand being pulled away and almost went mad, “No, Lin Mengyao, you can’t do this to me, I’ve already apologized. You can’t treat me like this.” Wen Mei’er tried to grab Lin Mengyao’s skirt again, but someone pulled her arm from behind and dragged her to Xu Ke.
Seeing Xu Ke’s eyes, which looked at her as if she were already dead, Wen Mei’er’s body shivered as if it were the depths of winter. She didn’t dare to meet Xu Ke’s eyes, much less make loud noises in his presence. She wanted to run, but everywhere was crowded with people, giving her no chance to escape.
“Ten hits.”
Xu Ke’s devil-like voice sounded again. Everyone closed their eyes, not daring to look, but just hearing the sound was even harder to bear. Finally, after Xu Ke counted all the hits, everyone sighed with relief. In just a few minutes, it seemed like a year had passed, long and grueling.
Xu Ke only dealt with the main culprits and left the rest for Sun Lei to handle, while he took Lin Mengyao and Mi Xue to the hospital for treatment.
By the time everyone finally managed to leave the Imperial Kitchen, the sun had already set. Dozens of people looked silently at the horizon obscured by the building. Then the first person moved, saying nothing, he walked toward the distance in silence, and then the second person moved. They all knew in their hearts that this was likely their last high school reunion, and they never wanted to see this Imperial Kitchen or the people within it again.
Lin Mengyao and Mi Xue received full-body examinations in the hospital, confirming only facial injuries and nothing else. Only then did Xu Ke’s expression improve slightly, though he still had a deep frown.
Lin Mengyao knew he was feeling guilty, but with her facial injuries, she couldn’t speak or communicate with him with words, so she could only type on her phone. But Xu Ke’s mood didn’t improve after reading her messages.
On the way back, Xu Ke didn’t even dare to look at Lin Mengyao’s face. As soon as he looked, the guilt in his heart sprouted like wild grass, endlessly lashing at him, questioning why he left in the first place. Were those external things more important than Lin Mengyao? If he hadn’t left, wouldn’t none of this have happened, and Lin Mengyao wouldn’t have to endure all this.