I, a spoiled young master, conquered the Crown Princess right from the start!

At this moment, the little girl's face was not torn off, but the faces of the two maids who rushed up were forcibly ripped off, leaving them bloody and mangled, a truly gruesome sight.

The two covered their faces, letting out heart-wrenching howls, and rolled on the ground in agony.

But before them, another figure had appeared.

It was Chu Feng.

In an instant, all eyes on him were on the street.

Many people immediately recognized this notorious playboy, known throughout the capital as the number one纨绔 (wan ku, a spoiled, dissolute young man).

"Isn't that the Prince of Zhenbei? Why would he meddle in such a trivial matter?"

"Hey, this is going to be good! A spoiled brat versus a tyrant!"

The surrounding area immediately erupted in discussion, with people eager to see what would happen.

Chu Feng ignored the surrounding noise. He turned to look at the little girl who had fallen to the ground, slowly squatted down, and said in a very soft voice, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

He reached out and helped the little girl up from the cold ground, a warm smile on his face.

"Thank you... thank you, big brother!"

The little girl's voice trembled; she had never been treated so gently before. The other person's words, "I'm here for you," were like a warm current, instantly melting her long-frozen heart.

She looked up, tears welling in her eyes, but quickly lowered her head again in shame, covering the hideous birthmark with her small hands, and whispered, "Ling'er... am I ugly? Did I scare big brother?"

"Not ugly," Chu Feng said softly, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

At this moment, the princess finally recovered from her shock. Looking at the miserable state of her two maids, her face turned ashen, and her eyes blazed with fury as she glared at Chu Feng: "Chu Feng, what do you mean? How dare you harm my people!"

Chu Feng slowly turned around and looked at the arrogant and domineering woman, memories of her surfacing in his mind.

Princess Showa's mother is the current Grand Princess, and her father is the Marquis of Weiyuan, the head of the Eight Marquises, who commands the Fierce Tiger Army and is stationed on the southwestern border. Although he is only a Marquis, his prestige and power are in no way inferior to those of the current princes.

With this identity, Princess Showa was spoiled from a young age, which led to her arrogant and disdainful nature.

If Chu Feng is the number one playboy in the capital, then this Princess Zhaohe is definitely the number one female tyrant in the capital!

"Such a young age, yet such a vicious heart!" Chu Feng looked at Princess Zhaohe, his voice turning cold.

In his previous life, he was the King of the Underworld, who killed countless people, but he never killed indiscriminately.

But this woman in front of me, just because she dislikes a child's appearance, wants to disfigure him; this method is truly ruthless.

"What? You want to play the good guy and lecture this princess?"

Princess Showa looked at Chu Feng with disdain: "You're just a good-for-nothing playboy who only knows how to play with women. Do you even deserve to meddle in other people's business? Kneel down and apologize to my servant right now, and maybe I'll..."

Snapped! ! !

Before she could finish speaking, Chu Feng's figure blurred, and a loud slap landed hard on her face.

puff!

Princess Showa was sent flying, crashing heavily to the ground. She spat out a mouthful of blood, and half of her face instantly swelled up, revealing five clear finger marks.

The onlookers all gasped in shock.

This Prince of Zhenbei... has he gone mad? He even dared to hit the Princess's precious daughter!

"Princess!"

The servants then realized what was happening and rushed forward in a panic to help Princess Showa up.

Swish!Swish!

Two figures appeared like ghosts, exuding the powerful aura of peak Grandmasters, and instantly blocked Princess Showa's path.

They were experts sent by the eldest princess to secretly protect Princess Zhaohe, but Chu Feng attacked too quickly, so quickly that they didn't have time to react.

"Young Master Zhenbei, how dare you!" One of the grandmasters glared at Chu Feng.

"asshole!!!"

Princess Showa covered her burning face, her eyes filled with venomous hatred as if she wanted to devour someone. She screamed hysterically, "Get this bastard down! I'll make him wish he were dead!"

Upon hearing this, the two grandmasters exchanged a glance, then without further hesitation, charged towards Chu Feng simultaneously.

Bang! ! !

At the critical moment, a cold figure appeared before Chu Feng. Leng Yue held a dagger, its cold light flashing, and forcefully withstood the combined attack of the two.

Both masters took several steps back simultaneously.

"What a strong little girl!" A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the two grandmasters.

"What are you all standing there for? Get him! If you don't take him down today, you're all going to die!" Princess Showa roared madly.

The two grandmasters' expressions changed; they had no doubt about Princess Showa's words.

If they fail to defeat Chu Feng today, and the Prince of Kao Shan finds out, they will surely die.

Boom! Boom!

The two of them held nothing back, unleashing all their power as they attacked Leng Yue once more.

Leng Yue gripped her dagger tightly, fighting two opponents alone. Her movements were unpredictable, and despite being surrounded by two peak Grandmasters, she did not fall behind at all. On the contrary, she became more and more courageous and completely suppressed her opponents.

Her speed was so fast that the two men couldn't even figure out her trajectory.

In the blink of an eye, the two men were slashed with several deep, bone-revealing wounds by the dagger.

puff!

Leng Yue seized an opening, her dagger flashing as it pierced the chest of one of them. Just then, another grandmaster's fist, whistling through the air, slammed into her head.

However, the punch missed its mark, as if it had struck thin air.

"How is that possible?"

The grandmaster's pupils contracted sharply, and the next second, a cold blade tip pierced through his chest. He lowered his head with difficulty, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Leng Yue appeared behind him without warning, expressionlessly drawing her dagger, and the grandmaster's body slumped to the ground.

"Leng Yue's movements are quite impressive," Chu Feng remarked, secretly surprised.

"This movement technique is just so-so." The enchantress's voice suddenly rang in his mind, carrying a hint of laziness. "If you want it, I have plenty of top-tier movement techniques. I'll teach you one, and I guarantee you can escape even if you can't win."

"Okay!" Chu Feng agreed without even thinking.

He currently possesses the realm of a Grandmaster, yet he lacks even a decent martial arts technique or movement method, which is a major weakness.

"Give me your dagger," Chu Feng said to Leng Yue.

Leng Yue didn't ask any further questions and handed the still-dripping blood dagger to Chu Feng.

Chu Feng toyed with the dagger as he walked step by step toward Princess Showa.

"What...what are you going to do?" Looking at Chu Feng's cold eyes, Princess Zhaohe finally felt afraid, and her voice trembled uncontrollably.

"Didn't you think everyone else was ugly?" Chu Feng's voice sounded like it came from the deepest hell. "Then today I'll slash your face too, and we'll all compare to see who's uglier!"

"How dare you!" Princess Showa roared, her voice trembling with fear.

"You'll see if I dare!"

Chu Feng was about to make a move as soon as he finished speaking.

Just then, an extremely terrifying aura descended from the sky, like a mountain, instantly suppressing Chu Feng's movements.

An elderly man with white hair and beard appeared on the street at some unknown time. He walked over step by step, his voice aged yet powerful: "Young Master of Zhenbei, show mercy where you can. Enough is enough!"

Grandmaster!

Chu Feng raised an eyebrow; this person's cultivation had already reached the Grandmaster level.

Leng Yue's expression changed, and she immediately stood in front of Chu Feng, staring at the old man with a solemn look.

"Old Master Du!" Princess Zhaohua cried out as if grasping at a straw upon seeing the old man, "You've come at the perfect time! Quick! Seize this bastard for me!"

"Princess, the other party is the Prince of Zhenbei's..."

The old man was about to offer some advice when Princess Zhaohua rudely interrupted him: "I know he's the grandson of the Prince of Zhenbei! So what? He's just a prince of a different surname. My mother is the Grand Princess of the Great Qian Dynasty, the current Emperor's own sister!"

"Even if I kill that grandson of his today, what can the Prince of Zhenbei do to me?"

"This bastard tried to slash my face! I'll teach him a lesson he won't forget! Elder Du, seize him immediately!"

Hearing Princess Showa's words, the old man known as Elder Du frowned slightly, but ultimately chose to take action. He knew all too well how much the princess doted on this daughter.

"Young Master Zhenbei, I apologize for any offense!"

Old Master Du looked at Chu Feng, and his terrifying Grandmaster aura instantly locked onto Chu Feng. He raised his withered old hand and reached out to grab Chu Feng from a distance.

Leng Yue tried to resist, but was unable to move due to the immense pressure.

Although there is only a one-word difference between a Grandmaster and a Great Grandmaster, the two are worlds apart.

Chu Feng's eyes turned cold, and he was about to make a move.

Just then, a voice, cold and clear yet carrying supreme authority, boomed across the entire street like thunder:

"Who gave you the audacity to mess with the heir of my Zhenbei Prince's Mansion?"