Chapter 451: Chapter 451: Human Face Stepping_1

Immediately after, Lu Qian let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

"Fuck you... kill that son of a bitch..." 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

As he bellowed, the four suit-clad bodyguards sprang into action at the sound.

With a crisp snap, Ye Fei took the lead by stepping on Lu Qian’s head and shouted loudly.

"Take one more step and I’ll crush his skull right now!"

Upon hearing this, the four bodyguards were startled and stopped in their tracks.

At the same time, Meng Sen also darted out and yanked the dazed flight attendant off the ground, pulling her behind him to confront the four men.

Seeing this, the other passengers in the cabin turned pale with fear and dared not even breathe heavily.

"Fuck you, how dare you treat me like this," Lu Qian, pinned under Ye Fei’s foot, struggled violently and roared: "Do you know who my father is?"

"A cat, a dog?" Ye Fei glanced askance at him: "Or perhaps a pig, a cow?"

"Motherfucker!" Lu Qian roared hysterically: "My dad is Lu Daoyuan, the Protectorate Envoy of Yan Yun Province in the Great Xia Empire; Mu Changchun, the Family Head of the Mu Family who rules over the three southeastern provinces, is my maternal grandfather, and Mu Kongwen, who dominates the southeastern business world, is my maternal uncle."

Upon hearing this, Ye Fei’s eyebrows perked up.

No wonder this guy was so arrogant; turns out he’s the son of the Protectorate Envoy of Yan Yun Province, with the backing of the Mu Family.

One of the Twelve Pillar States of Great Xia, governing the three provinces of Canglang, Qingyun, and Baimu—the brand was indeed intimidating.

Unfortunately for him, the person he had provoked today was Ye Fei himself.

After a brief contemplation, Ye Fei looked down at Lu Qian with an indifferent smile.

"The Mu Family, such a daunting name, quite frightening, isn’t it?"

"If you fucking know it, that’s good," Lu Qian angrily shouted: "Release me now and then kneel down and knock your head on the ground a hundred times. I might let this slide... Ah!"

He hadn’t finished speaking when he felt Ye Fei’s foot pressing down harder, causing him to scream in pain again.

"When sleeping on the plane, you like to put your feet on other people’s chairs," Ye Fei said with a sardonic smile: "And when I sleep, I prefer resting my foot on someone’s face—it seems we share common interests."

"So, young master Lu, given your noble status, why not humbly provide a service for us commoners and poor wretches."

With that, Ye Fei rested his feet on Lu Qian’s head, leaned back against the seat, and slowly closed his eyes to enjoy the moment.

Meng Sen couldn’t help but snicker at the scene.

The beautiful flight attendant hiding behind him, however, was scared out of her wits.

The four bodyguards facing Meng Sen gathered together, their faces ashen.

"What do we do now?"

"Let’s charge and save the young master first."

"If the young master loses even a single hair, we won’t be able to explain it to the lady."

"No way!" said the middle-aged bodyguard who was in charge: "This man is very strong. Although he is seriously injured, his cultivation level is far above ours."

"And the one holding the young master hostage is unfathomable."

"Acting rashly now won’t save the young master and will only add fuel to the fire."

After saying this, he turned and pointed towards a lanky bodyguard: "Quickly call the lady and report the situation here."

Upon hearing this, the bodyguard, disregarding the rule against using a phone on the plane, immediately started to make the call.

"What the hell are you waiting for, go save me now!"

At that moment, Lu Qian, still beneath Ye Fei’s foot, yelled out once more.

He had attempted to struggle, but quickly realized that what was holding him down was not a foot, but a massive mountain, nearly suffocating him.

Lu Qian, who grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth, had never endured such humiliation.

Not only had he lost face today, but the humiliation he suffered was unimaginable, fueling his rage.

"Don’t move!" Ye Fei suddenly warned, leaning against the chair: "If you’re going to be a footrest, you’ve got to have the awareness of being a footrest, otherwise, I’ll squash your brains out."

At these words, Lu Qian was instantly petrified with terror.

"This... this is..." the flight attendant, hiding behind Meng Sen, hesitantly spoke; "This is not quite right... sir..."

"Go on with your duties," Ye Fei twisted around, eyeing her: "Rest assured, your slap won’t be for nothing."

At his words, the flight attendant quickly nodded and hurriedly scurried away.

At this point, the passengers in first class finally began to murmur among themselves.

"Who would’ve thought, that handsome guy’s pretty fierce!"

"He’s very impressive, using that spoiled brat as a footrest."

"Heh, serves him right, being so pretentious and looking down on us."

"The heavens rain on those too proud, and calamity strikes the overly arrogant!"

Hearing the whispers behind him, the lead bodyguard clenched his fists and took a couple of steps towards Meng Sen.

"Friend, can we discuss this?"

"No!" Meng Sen refused outright.

The lead bodyguard was itching with frustration.

Right then, another bodyguard hurried over with a phone in hand.

"The lady wants to speak with that friend!"

Hearing this, the lead bodyguard immediately looked at Ye Fei.

"Friend, one shouldn’t go too far in murder. What do you want?"

"I just want a footrest," Ye Fei turned his head and glanced at him: "I’m quite comfortable as it is."

The lead bodyguard’s cheeks twitched as he handed over the phone.

"Our lady, the young mistress of the Mu Family, Mu Xiangjun, wants to talk to you!"