Chapter 115 – Shadows Cast by the Jianghu

As the “Ambiguous Gate” incident continued to escalate, Ye Kuang’s name resounded far and wide across Jiangnan.

If one were to ask: Who in the world does not know of you?

Perhaps only elderly grandparents unfamiliar with the internet, or those too engrossed in work to pay attention to online affairs.

When Ye Kuang became aware of the situation, his expression darkened. A simmering anger rose within him toward that damned “Ambiguous Gate.”

If he ever discovered which bastard spread the rumors, even if they were miles away beyond mountains and rivers, he would track them down and beat them until they cried for their parents.

During this period, he received no fewer than several dozen phone calls, all demanding to know what was really going on.

Each time Ye Kuang responded, he either retorted, “You’re asking me? Who the hell should I ask?” or snapped, “Why don’t you go fly a kite? Digging for details—do you think this is fun?”

“…Dīdīdī, the man singing loudly with wine is a wolf from the north…”

Seeing another call coming through, Ye Kuang cursed angrily, “Who the hell is this? How annoying!”

“Who the hell are you cursing at?”

“Uh… Dad?”

“Who else would it be? You’re something else, kid. In just a few days, you’ve hooked up with so many girls. You really take after your old man. I’m rooting for you, kid. If you can bring a few home, consider your mission accomplished.”

Hearing this, Ye Kuang was momentarily speechless. No one understood his cheap father’s character better than he did.

“If there’s nothing else, I’m hanging up.”

“Hey, wait.”

“If you have something to say, say it. If not, go to sleep.”

“I was just about to say, if one day you can bring them home—”

“…Beep beep beep…”

In a fit of anger, Ye Kuang hung up on the spot.

“Sigh, one wave subsides, and another rises,” he muttered to himself. Then he recalled the glimpse from last night—how he seemed to have held soft, warm jade in his arms.

“Who could it have been?” After a deep sigh, Ye Kuang turned and paced back and forth before deciding to get to the bottom of it.

When he reappeared at the entrance of the Karate Association, he immediately drew countless curious stares.

Someone shouted, “Ye Kuang is here!” quietly shattering the noon tranquility.

Suddenly, dozens of people led by Yuan Long burst out the door, each assuming a stance as if facing a formidable enemy.

“Ye Kuang, you dare show your face here.”

“Cut the crap. I come and go as I please. Who the hell do you think you are?”

“You…”

Ye Kuang strode up to Yuan Long, leaning in close to his ear, and said, “If you have something to say, spit it out.”

Yuan Long was so enraged he felt as if deities were rising from his head, but he knew full well that Ye Kuang was here to pick a fight. With his mediocre skills, how could he possibly be a match for him?

Ye Kuang: “Say something, damn it!”

Yuan Long: “…”

Instead of backing down, Ye Kuang pointed at Yuan Long’s nose and berated him, “You’re a coward. Why aren’t you speaking? I gave you a chance, and you wasted it. You’re nothing but a useless pretty face.”

Hearing this, Yuan Long could no longer restrain himself and was on the verge of throwing a punch.

Seeing this, Ye Kuang laughed wildly, “Come on, hit me right here!”

No sooner had he spoken than he thrust out his chest, confronting Yuan Long with such contempt that even the surrounding crowd was left stunned.When had they ever seen Yuan Long so thoroughly humiliated, forced to endure it silently, clearly seething with anger but not daring to speak out?

It could be said that Ye Kuang’s arrogance was something they had never witnessed in their lives.

Ye Kuang: “What, too scared to make a move?”

But then his tone shifted, becoming overwhelmingly domineering as he said, “If you don’t dare to fight, then get the hell… out… of… my… way!”

As soon as the words left his mouth, Ye Kuang strode forward, while the crowd actually retreated step by step, not daring to approach.

This scene left the onlookers utterly stunned.

One by one, they could only watch as Ye Kuang walked through the main gate.

It wasn’t until he had completely disappeared from their sight that the scene finally erupted into chaos.

Meanwhile, Ye Kuang noticed that the once chaotic hall had already been tidied up, with only two people sitting quietly inside.

They were none other than Chairman Yuan Xiaohe of the Karate Association and the C-Level Ability User, Tian Ming!

At that moment, the two of them opened their eyes one after another, flickers of fierce light bursting forth repeatedly.

It could be said that Ye Kuang’s safe departure last night had cast a shadow of shame over the Karate Association’s reputation.

Now, it was truly a case of enemies meeting with eyes blazing with hatred.

In contrast, Ye Kuang casually closed the door behind him, smiling as he walked: “Chairman Yuan, how’s your noon going?”

Yuan Xiaohe, already filled with pent-up rage, couldn’t help but say in a low voice upon seeing Ye Kuang’s provocation, “Ye Kuang, you’re still alive?”

“Heh, I’ll outlive you.”

“Then I can see it now—you were just lucky yesterday. I never expected you to come knocking on our door again today. Regardless of who you are, I’ll make you pay the price.”

“Enough nonsense. Tell me… what exactly happened last night? And who was that woman…” Ye Kuang cut straight to the point.

Before he could finish, he let out an involuntary sigh: “I really don’t get it. The campus is supposed to be a harmonious hometown, yet who would have thought such bullshit could happen here? An association is just an association, but you’re acting like life-and-death enemies. To be honest, I don’t really care about your petty affairs. But someone just had to pick a fight. Fine, pick a fight if you must, but if you don’t even know your limits and dare to trouble me, then there’s nothing left to discuss. Upholding my usual principle—repay grievances with grievances, repay hatred with hatred!”

Tian Ming, hearing this, suddenly stood up.

It must be mentioned here that after a night of rest, Tian Ming’s abilities had mostly recovered.

Seeing this, Ye Kuang suddenly said, “Don’t say I didn’t warn you—the current me is not someone you can handle alone. So I suggest you both come at me together.”

Before Yuan Xiaohe and Tian Ming could respond, he continued, “But before that, I really have some doubts. Who exactly was that woman last night? Please enlighten me.”

Hearing this, Yuan Xiaohe couldn’t help but feel deeply puzzled. Could it be that this kid and Ling Piaoyun weren’t in cahoots?

But how could that be possible?

Thinking this, Yuan Xiaohe said directly, “Stop playing dumb. Do you really think your little schemes can fool me? Do you take me for a three-year-old child?”Upon hearing this, Ye Kuang couldn’t help but look at Yuan Xiaohe with a strange expression, but then suddenly burst into loud laughter: “Hahaha, I’m absolutely baffled! When I first met you, I thought you were an intelligent person. Never did I expect I had gravely misjudged you—what a miscalculation, truly a miscalculation. Your intelligence is shockingly pitiful.”

Tian Ming angrily retorted: “Ye Kuang! Cease your glib tongue!”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk…” Ye Kuang wagged a finger at Tian Ming with one hand and chuckled: “Don’t rush, don’t rush. I was merely curious and asked who that woman was last night. Since you don’t wish to speak of it, consider the question unasked.”

Little did he know that as his words faded, the atmosphere on the scene abruptly shifted, causing the expressions of both Yuan Xiaohe and Tian Ming to suddenly change dramatically!

And what appeared to be a mere conflict between two parties was in fact a reflection of the shadows cast by the martial world!