After listening to my voice, the cannon fodder family collectively abused the scum

outside the house.

Second floor corridor.

The madam in flowery clothes explained to a man in white.

"Oh! Lord, calm down. Gui'er is taking a break today, so she can't receive any guests..."

"How about you come back tomorrow? I'll have Gui'er serve you well tomorrow."

Wang Yan was puzzled by what he heard. This damned madam, was she dissatisfied with him for not bringing enough money?

Wang Yan was so angry that he raised his foot and kicked the madam in front of him to the ground with a "bang". He pointed at the madam and cursed her angrily.

"You damned old woman, I've always rewarded you, haven't I? Today, I just spent all my money, and you're sending me away."

"To tell you the truth, if you don't let Gui'er serve me today, I'll have your brothel smashed down."

The madam was lying on the ground, covering her kicked stomach, and was about to get up to find someone to teach Wang Yanshi a lesson.

When Feng Qingchen saw the masked figure behind Wang Yan, his eyes suddenly lit up with joy.

Feng Qingchen glanced at the madam, who understood instantly, nodded with a smile, and quickly stood up and turned to leave...

Wang Yan thought that the madam was going to find a girl named Guier to serve him, and he smiled smugly.

"Wouldn't it have been better if you just listened to me earlier? Why did I have to take action?"

At this moment, someone patted Wang Yan's shoulder gently.

Wang Yan turned around and saw Feng Qingchen wearing a mask, and asked in confusion.

"Who are you? Do you know this Lord?" He had no memory of seeing this person before...

Feng Qingchen's lips curled up as he replied, "I know him, and I know him very well."

Just as Wang Yan was thinking, Feng Qingchen raised his hand and slapped Wang Yan twice in the face.

Feng Yaoyao hugged Feng Jingyi's neck and was very excited watching from behind.

[Hehe! Handsome Third Uncle’s slap is so cool…]

Two red slap marks instantly appeared on both sides of Wang Yan's cheeks.

At this moment, he was stunned by the beating and finally reacted.

He covered half of his face with his left hand, pointed his right index finger at Feng Qingchen and cursed angrily.

"How dare you hit me, boy, you die..."

"Ahhh... Help..." Before Wang Yan could finish his words, Feng Qingchen kicked him down from the second floor.

The guests in the lobby on the first floor were so frightened when they saw Wang Yan being kicked down that they all ran away...

There was a loud "bang" and Wang Yan fell onto a large round table.

The dishes on the table fell to the ground with a crackling sound and shattered into pieces.

Wang Yan raised his head with vegetables all over his face, but he didn't have time to shout.

Suddenly, the round table under him collapsed to the ground with a loud bang.

"Ah... Help..." Wang Yan screamed in fear and called for help.

The onlookers gasped and murmured.

"Who's that upstairs? How dare they hit Lord Wang Yan? This is going to be disastrous."

"That's right, Lord Wang Yan is the son of the King's uncle, and the King's uncle is the Queen Mother's biological brother."

"Bah! What marquis? You don't know yet, his marquis has been deposed by the emperor, and he is now a commoner like us." said a young man.

"Is this true?" another man in white asked in surprise.

"Huh! How could that be false? I just heard from the Prince's Mansion that not only was his title of Marquis deposed, but his son's title of Crown Prince was also deposed."

"..."

The onlookers were shocked and pointed at Wang Yan and talked about him.

Wang Yan heard the discussion among the crowd.

Wang Yan got up from the ground, his body covered in stains, and said angrily in disbelief.

"Impossible, you guys are lying to me, right?"

"The Emperor cannot possibly treat our uncle's family like this. My father is the Empress Dowager's brother, and I am the Emperor's cousin."

At this moment, Feng Qingchen flew down from the second floor using his lightness skills and looked at Wang Yan with disgust.

"They are right. You have indeed been deposed from your title of Marquis."

Wang Yan saw Feng Qingchen at this moment and asked with hatred on his face.

"Who are you? Why did you hurt me?"

Feng Qingchen sneered.

"How dare you ask who I am? You don't have any money and you want an Oiran to serve you?"

"You still want to bring people to destroy this brothel of mine? Who gave you the courage?"

When everyone heard this, they realized that this young man was the owner of a brothel. Everyone looked at Wang Yan with disdain.

"How shameless! It's really embarrassing for the Emperor."

"You...don't listen to his nonsense. This marquis has plenty of money..." Wang Yan didn't expect that he was the owner of a brothel.

But his father is the emperor's uncle, so he is not afraid of the owner of the brothel. He looked at Feng Qingchen with a gloomy face and threatened.

"If you dare to offend this Lord, you are dead. This Lord will destroy your fireworks building."

When everyone heard this, they also felt that this fireworks building had offended the Prince's Mansion, and now the fireworks building was going to be destroyed.

After all, the other party is the uncle of the emperor. Even if this marquis has no title, his father is very powerful...

Everyone felt that the owner of this fireworks building was in trouble...

Feng Qingchen sneered.

"Oh? Really? Then I'll wait and see."

"But before that, you have to compensate me for the losses of my fireworks building."

"Otherwise, don't even think about leaving this fireworks building alive..."

Wang Yan was so frightened that he was trembling all over. Why did he feel that the owner of this brothel had such a terrifying aura?

It seemed that if he dared to say no, the other party would immediately take his life.

Wang Yan, who was afraid of death, was so scared that he gave in.

"No... isn't it just money? I... I have plenty of money."

Hearing this, Feng Qingchen looked at Wang Yan and said in a cold voice, "You're smart."

At this time, the madam came over with a smile on her face and said respectfully to Feng Qingchen, "Sir."

Feng Qingchen nodded and then gave instructions to the madam.

"Go calculate how much compensation Wang Yan has to pay for destroying the fireworks store?"

The madam replied with a smile on her face.

"Sir, I have already calculated it. The Marquis will have to compensate our brothel with 100,000 taels of silver. Just now, the servant from the Prince's Mansion was outside looking for the Marquis."

"I have already told the servant that the Marquis owes our brothel one hundred thousand taels of silver, and have asked him to go back and get the money."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yan felt that the madam was really taking advantage of him.

Said angrily.

"Are you guys robbing me? How dare you ask me for so much in compensation?"

With so much silver, you can buy the entire fireworks building.

"Oh? Too much?" Feng Qingchen's voice turned cold.

Wang Yan was so frightened that he quickly changed his words. "I dare not... I dare not, so I will give you 100,000 taels of silver."

Damn it, you actually dared to threaten me, the Marquis? Just wait for me, I will never let you go...

The Prince's Mansion.

"What? That unfilial son actually owes a brothel one hundred thousand taels of silver?" the prince's uncle said angrily.

The servant was so frightened that he trembled all over and reported the truth.

"Yes, sir, the madam of that brothel said that if you don't send over 100,000 taels of silver, she will beat you to death."

"What a rebellious son! How could I have given birth to such a rebellious son?" With a "Puff", the prince's uncle vomited blood again out of anger.

"Master! Master, are you okay?" the old lady shouted worriedly.

The uncle held his chest and raised his hand. "My husband is fine..."

The old lady spoke anxiously.

"Master, please rescue Yan'er first." She was worried that those people would beat her son to death.

After all, it was his own child, so the prince nodded slowly in agreement.

However, at this moment, the uncle looked towards the door with a look of great resentment...

Humph! A brothel, huh? Dare to offend my uncle, wait for my uncle...