Harsh, indeed very harsh. Xuanyuan Bing maintained her customary coldness toward anyone other than Yang Yi, her tone sharp, her expression projecting absolute distance—a look that had practically become her signature move.

"This..." Chen Bo didn't become instantly enraged. As a privileged young rogue, he constantly reminded himself how to win a girl's heart. Of course, his level of 'rogue' hadn't quite reached proficiency yet.

However, what he didn't know was that Xuanyuan Bing’s heart already had no room for anyone else. No matter how outstanding or successful a man was, her heart belonged only to Yang Yi—let alone this noble son standing before her.

"Miss, might I have the honor of inviting you to a dance?" Fatty Zhou jiggled the bulk of his stomach, the quiver making observers sweat.

"Yes, in the next life!" Feng Shi’s reply was even more direct, completely shutting down whatever Fatty Zhou was about to say next.

"You slut..."

"Slap!" Feng Shi felt something soft connect, and the force of her blow seemed to vanish instantly? This left her slightly confused.

"You!" Fatty Zhou felt a smack land squarely on his fleshy cheek. He managed only a furious, drawn-out "You!" directed at Feng Shi. Clearly, Fatty Zhou was accustomed to women fawning over him, leading straight to bed. Having never tried to 'court' a woman himself, this slap infuriated him.

Just as he was about to lash out, a peculiar murmur came from a peer nearby, Fatty Lin. "Damn it, I admit I'm fat, but I've never seen anyone this fat. And I’ve seen the most shameless people, but I’ve never seen anyone this shameless. This fat and he still dares to come out looking for women?"

"What did you say?"

Such piercing words were bound to provoke the person being referenced. Fatty Zhou spun around, glaring at Fatty Lin with fiery eyes. "Say that again if you dare!"

"Say it again? What about it, you fat corpse!" As Fatty Lin yelled this, a strange sense of elation washed over him. Perhaps because he was usually the one called 'fatty,' suddenly calling someone else 'fat corpse' brought him inexplicable joy.

Seeing Fatty Lin actually call someone else a fat corpse, Yang Yi’s face inexplicably broke into a smile. This guy was truly shameless, sitting aside with an amused expression, as if the unfolding drama had nothing to do with him. This detail caused Long Tian a flicker of surprise, along with deep confusion.

"You dare call me a fat corpse? Do you know who I am?" Fatty Zhou demanded angrily.

Chen Bo, who seemed to have just snapped back to reality after Fatty Zhou was slapped, suddenly showed a flicker of icy anger between his brows, staring intently at Fatty Lin.

"Who cares who you are?" Fatty Lin dismissed them with disdain.

"Hmph, you dare offend us when you don't even know who we are?" Chen Bo scoffed coldly.

"The son of the Macau Commander-in-Chief and the son of the Macau Police Chief. Quite the pair you are!" Long Tian watched their faces flush with amusement, then smiled. "Don't worry, I won't interfere. Although this is happening right before my eyes, I'll pretend I see nothing."

"Very good, worthy of the Dragon Gang Leader!" Upon hearing this, Fatty Zhou clearly felt a measure of relief.

However, this man had no idea what Long Tian was thinking, much less what Yang Yi was contemplating, especially that inscrutable smile on Yang Yi’s face. Sticking stubbornly to his aggressive stance, he cursed at Fatty Lin: "Kid, I advise you to apologize obediently, or else...!"

"Or else what? Or else what happens?" Fatty Lin hated this type of person the most—unable to get the woman, so they take it out on men. "Should I speak for you? Hmm, according to you noble young masters, your threats usually mean one of two things: either you throw me in jail and then finish me off, or you find a few thugs, drag me somewhere deserted, and kill me clean."

"Well, those methods sound very effective. But I’m worried he might rape you first before killing you," Yang Yi interjected with ill-timed words that sent a chill down the spine.

Rape then kill. As the phrase implied, it was a roundabout way of insulting someone. In this case, implying Fatty Zhou was homosexual.

"Damn, no way. Damn it, is this guy one of those?" Fatty Lin showed a look of fear mixed with a protective stance, executed with sudden, convincing realism, making Fatty Zhou practically steam from all seven orifices.

"You!!!" Fatty Zhou was clearly beside himself with rage. He stared at Fatty Lin for a long moment before managing a single word: "Shameless!"

"Screw your mother, am I more shameless than you? Don't act tough in front of me just because you're the son of the Macau Commander-in-Chief! Daring to harass our eldest sister-in-laws, you must be tired of living." Fatty Lin's sudden change in demeanor stunned everyone present—except for Yang Yi and his group.

"Fatty, let's go!" Chen Bo's eyes flashed shrewdly. After scanning the room quickly, he uttered this single sentence that made everyone present—yes, everyone, including Yang Yi and Long Tian—stare at them dumbfounded.

"Hmph, kid, you remember this!" Fatty Zhou spat out a final threat and prepared to follow Chen Bo.

But just as they were about to brush past Yang Yi, Fatty Zhou suddenly stood up, blocking their path. He asked, "Gentlemen, are you just going to leave after harassing my women?"

"What do you want?" Chen Bo looked at Yang Yi strangely. In fact, he had only suggested leaving earlier because of Yang Yi. From the start, Chen Bo felt something was off. He called himself a rogue, but he felt it was somehow improper in this setting.

The Dragon Gang Leader’s expression, watching the show unfold, made Chen Bo deeply uneasy. After all, he knew this location; while he wouldn't claim it was teeming with hidden masters, he knew causing trouble here, especially upsetting the wrong people, wouldn't bode well, even with his father being the Police Chief.

"Heh, I don't want anything specific. I just want you two to apologize to my women!" Yang Yi smiled eerily, at least that was the feeling Long Tian got.

However, Li Yun felt something different. She stood momentarily stunned, an inexplicable twitch in her heart, her breathing quickening. Yang Yi, sensing the shift, smoothly reined in his own chilling aura.

"Hmph, and if we don't apologize? You dare cause trouble here?" Chen Bo suddenly made the stakes sound momentous.

Indeed, causing trouble here was akin to challenging the central government. Furthermore, many people present on these nights were anything but simple; there were many experts, even those with special abilities.

"What? You harassed my women and you shouldn't apologize? If this escalates, I might not come out unscathed either!"

As soon as Yang Yi’s voice fell, Xuanyuan Bing and Feng Shi suddenly erupted with icy energy, appearing by Yang Yi’s side, each taking one of his arms, and smiling sweetly at Fatty Zhou and Chen Bo.

"Haha, I thought the two young masters were usually decisive and straightforward. Why the hesitation today? Could it be that...!"

At this remark, Yang Yi inwardly sneered, while Feng Shi, Xuanyuan Bing, and even Fatty Lin cast cold glances at Long Tian. After all, his statement was cleverly phrased—it could be useful, or completely useless. While one might call it nonsense, it undeniably served a purpose by giving them a sliver of face.

One purpose was: to incite anger in those two, pushing them to cause trouble again. Causing trouble here guaranteed a specific outcome tomorrow. This was exactly what Long Tian wanted and hoped for. If the Black God Gang clashed with the central government, then... hehe, the consequences were obvious, especially since he and Yang Yi were enemies.

The second purpose: it saved face. Because if trouble broke out here, and he was the epicenter, misunderstandings were inevitable. Moreover, if those two dared not cause trouble for Yang Yi, he wouldn't lose face either; he could even pass it off as a favor done for Yang Yi, clearly supporting him.

"Dragon Gang Leader, what do you mean by that?" Fatty Zhou turned and asked Long Tian.

"Nothing, nothing at all. Just seeing you two dawdle, it looks like you are...!"

This sentence seemed to be missing the word 'afraid,' which instantly nudged the two men toward impulsiveness. Seeing this effect, a thought flashed through Yang Yi’s mind, and he smiled, saying, "I know you two are struggling with losing face. Fine, this young master won't make things difficult for you. As long as you are willing to settle this with money, that's certainly fine."

"Settle with money?" Fatty Zhou and Chen Bo realized they had fallen into a trap. They dared not cause a scene here, but they also refused to apologize. Hearing Yang Yi propose a monetary solution brought a flicker of joy; after all, that old saying about settling scores later still held true.

"Money can solve it? We've really run into little hoodlums today!" Chen Bo said with a touch of sarcasm.

"No, my dear sir, you are mistaken. I am not a little hoodlum; I am a rogue!" Yang Yi wagged his index finger at them, looking at them with a smile.

"Exactly, we are rogues. You either pay up, or you apologize," Fatty Lin seemed to have sensed something, having completely locked onto the fact that these two dared not cause trouble here, especially facing people like them who were sons of high officials and powerful families.

But what happened next left Long Tian, who had been slightly confused, utterly exasperated and intensely contemptuous of the two 'nobodies.' The two of them paused for a moment after hearing Yang Yi and Fatty Lin, then asked with disbelief, "You are rogues?"