Chapter 1674 Bullying Men and Women

Outside the barbecue restaurant, a group of people walked over. The Young man leading them was in his twenties, dressed in a long robe, with a long sword strapped to his back, and an extremely arrogant expression.

Behind him were four followers, similarly dressed in long robes.

Their attire looked a bit strange in the crowd, attracting countless gazes as they walked.

However, these few people didn't care, enjoying the scenery around them as they walked.

Suddenly, the Young man stopped, his eyes fixed on the barbecue restaurant, his gaze falling directly on the little girl busy greeting customers.

"Beautiful! I never thought there would be such a pure woman in the Secular World."

The Young man sighed, then immediately led his people over.

Seeing customers arrive, the little girl immediately greeted them warmly.

"Please have a seat, gentlemen. What would you like to order?"

The Young man didn't respond, his gaze brazenly roaming over the little girl, his expression growing increasingly lewd.

"Not bad, really not bad!"

The little girl frowned, "Gentlemen, aren't you here to eat?"

"Eat what? Young Master declares that from now on, you are mine! You don't need to do this kind of service here anymore. Come with Young Master, and you'll live a life of luxury."

The Young man's tone was extremely arrogant, as if an emperor was giving orders to his subjects.

The little girl's expression changed, but she ultimately suppressed her anger. Doing business was about harmony and prosperity.

"Sir, please don't joke. I'm very busy here. If you're not eating, you can sit and rest for a while. If you need anything, just call me."

After speaking, she prepared to leave, but the Young man reached out and blocked her path.

"Who's joking with you? Young Master is serious! From now on, you are my woman. Come with me immediately."

Seeing that the other party was being persistent, the little girl, despite her good temper, couldn't help but get angry.

"Sir, either eat or leave. If you continue like this, I'll call the police!"

After saying that, she pulled out her phone from her pocket, ready to dial the police.

"Do you know who I am? I am the Young Sect Master of the Diancang Sect. Come with me obediently. Nothing else will work."

The Young man finished speaking with a look of disdain, flicked his finger, and a sharp gust of wind shot at the phone. The phone instantly exploded, turning into a pile of dust.

The little girl never expected this and instantly turned pale with fright. After regaining her senses, she turned and ran.

"Where are you running to?"

The Young man reached out his large hand and directly pulled her back.

The little girl panicked and immediately cried out for help: "Help! Quick, help! Someone's being a hooligan…"

Hearing the shouts, a middle-aged man immediately rushed out of the kitchen, holding a cleaver. He was the Shop Owner, and also the little girl's father.

"Bastard, let go of my daughter!"

Seeing his daughter being bullied, he immediately brandished the cleaver and charged over.

The Young man's expression grew even more disdainful. He extended two fingers and, with a snap, clamped down on the cleaver. Then he raised his leg and kicked, sending the Shop Owner flying.

He took the cleaver in his palm and examined it, then flicked his finger. The cleaver, made of fine steel, snapped in half with a 'pa' sound.

"Uh…"

Originally, upon hearing the cries for help, several strong customers were preparing to play the hero and save the beauty, but upon seeing this scene, they instantly turned pale with fright and ran away.

The other diners in the restaurant were the same, afraid of being caught in the crossfire, and in the blink of an eye, they had all disappeared.

"Bastard, let go of my daughter!"

The Shop Owner struggled to get up from the ground, but that kick had been too heavy, and he failed to stand up after several attempts.

"Old thing, I'll spare your life for your daughter's sake. Don't seek death yourself."

The Young man finished speaking and waved his hand at his subordinates: "Take her and let's go!"

The followers immediately stepped forward to take the girl. The little girl struggled desperately, but she was just an ordinary person, and how could she be a match for these Martial Artists? She had no ability to resist at all.

The Young man had a smug look on his face and was about to leave.

But just then, a clear voice came.

"Stop!"

The Young man frowned, not expecting anyone to dare meddle in his affairs.

He turned his head and saw two men and three women standing behind him.

"Who are you? Do you know who I am? How dare you meddle in Young Master's business!"

Ye Bufan stepped forward, coldly glancing at the Young man: "I'll give you a chance. Apologize immediately, then get out of here!"

"Haha, a mere ant dares to speak to Young Master like that."

The Young man first let out a burst of arrogant laughter, then struck a palm towards Ye Bufan's chest.

In his opinion, how could these people from the Secular World be his opponents? He could easily kill them with a single slap.

But just as he struck this palm, a giant palm appeared before him, and then with a crisp 'pa' sound, his entire body flew backward.

The Young man got up from the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with teeth. He simply couldn't believe his eyes.

How was this possible? He was the Young Sect Master of the Diancang Sect, a Heaven Rank expert. How could he have been hit by an ant?

"You bastard, you're looking for death!"

This guy was completely enraged. He reached for the treasured sword on his back, and instantly, a sharp Sword Qi enveloped the entire area.

"Go to hell."

With an angry roar, the treasured sword in his hand transformed into a streak of light, fiercely piercing towards Ye Bufan's face.

"Ye Dage, be careful."

The little girl gasped, even closing her eyes, unable to bear to watch.

The Young man's sword was both fast and vicious, seemingly about to pierce Ye Bufan's throat, but just then, two fingers suddenly extended out of thin air, silently clamping down on his treasured sword.

He put all his strength into it, but the treasured sword in his hand still couldn't advance an inch, which filled him with horror. He never expected the other party's cultivation to be so strong.

Ye Bufan smiled coldly, then flicked his finger. With a 'pa' sound, the treasured sword broke in half, just like the cleaver earlier, snapped into two pieces.

"Uh…"

The Young man was stunned speechless. What kind of cultivation would that require? He knew that this was a treasured sword worth a thousand pieces of gold, and in terms of material, it was thousands of times stronger than that cleaver.

And while he was still in a daze, a sudden sharp pain came from his lower abdomen, followed by his entire body flying backward.

After kicking the Young man away, Ye Bufan walked to the little girl: "How are you? Are you alright?"

"I… I'm fine."

The little girl was just an ordinary person, and encountering such a thing unexpectedly still left her shaken. It took her a long time to regain her composure, and she said with heartfelt gratitude, "Ye Dage, thank you!"

"It's nothing. With me here, no one can bully you."

Ye Bufan handed the little girl to Situ Dianmo, then walked towards the Young man.

"You bastard, do you know who I am? How dare you lay a hand on me!"

The Young man got up from the ground, his face full of anger, screaming hysterically.

Ye Bufan smiled slightly: "Tell me, who are you!"

He was also genuinely curious. This guy clearly wasn't from the Kunlun Immortal Realm, yet he didn't treat ordinary people as human beings, openly bullying men and women in broad daylight. He wondered where he got such audacity.