Chapter 283: Kicking the Iron Plate

 Chapter 283: Kicking the Iron Plate

"You little rascal! Are your eyes blind? How dare you touch anyone!"

Defu's face darkened as he kicked Du Jitong away, then turned to look at the somewhat disheveled Daohua and Dong Yuanyao, his expression complicated.

He had seen many young ladies behaving out of line, and it wasn't a big deal for a woman dressed as a man to visit a theater, but it was the first time he had seen a group of women, accompanied by their maids, getting into a brawl with a bunch of men.

No wonder the faces of his master and Young Master Dong were already turning green.

The moment Defu rushed over, Daohua and Dong Yuanyao stiffened. Catching sight of Xiao Yeyang and the others not far away, both of them felt awkward and cursed their luck internally.

"Why did we have to run into these people here?"

"What should we do now?" Dong Yuanyao nudged Daohua with her elbow. Thinking about her elder brother's grim face, she couldn't help but shiver.

Ever since returning from Jiguang, her family’s control over her had become even stricter.

Now that she was caught visiting a theater and even fighting, she could already imagine the storm she’d face when she got home.

Daohua had never expected to run into Xiao Yeyang and the others here. Right now, without even turning her head, she could sense several angry gazes from not far away.

Although in her view, there was nothing wrong with visiting a theater, this was ancient times!

And they had even fought.

To be honest, fighting wasn’t something people would encourage, even in modern times.

At this moment, the only thing she was grateful for was that her big brother Yan Wenxiu wasn’t around; otherwise, this would definitely cause a stir at home and reach her mother and grandmother’s ears.

"How about... running?"

Having made a mistake and caught red-handed, she didn’t know how to face it.

Dong Yuanyao nodded repeatedly.

Just as the two were nervously preparing to leave, a group of people rushed out of the theater, including Du Jitong’s men and the theater's enforcers.

"Which bastard kicked our young master?"

"Who kicked down the theater's doors? Are you looking to die?"

As soon as these people appeared, they started yelling.

"It’s him, it’s him who kicked the young master,"

A servant pointed at Defu, and immediately, others raised their fists and charged at him.

Several meters away, in front of the brothel, Xiao Yeyang and the others watched the scene, their faces darkening.

Yan Wenkai and Su Hongxin immediately rolled up their sleeves. "Well, well, picking on the few with the many?" After speaking, the two rushed forward to join the fight.

Meanwhile, Yan Wentao quickly moved in front of Daohua and Dong Yuanyao, shielding them and guiding them to the corner to avoid being mistakenly injured.

Watching his fourth brother knock down several of Du Jitong’s servants with quick kicks, Daohua widened her eyes, feeling thrilled.

"My fourth brother is so cool!"

Dong Yuanyao nodded in agreement.

Yan Wentao couldn’t help but shake his head when he saw that the two were still watching the fight like it was entertainment.

At this point, Xiao Yeyang and Dong Yuanxuan walked over. One of them frowned deeply while the other’s face turned ashen.

Right now, Daohua and Dong Yuanyao didn’t look good.

Their hairpins were disheveled, and they even had injuries on their faces.

When Xiao Yeyang saw the blood at the corner of Daohua’s mouth, his eyes darkened, his anger barely contained. Meanwhile, Dong Yuanxuan looked at his sister’s swollen eyes, feeling both angry and heartbroken.

Upon seeing them, Daohua and Dong Yuanyao immediately lowered their heads, shrinking their necks, and instinctively took a step back.

Just then, the theater Steward came out to assert his presence, shouting at Yan Wenkai and the others who were fighting, "Stop it! How dare you come to Baixi Theater and make a scene? Do you have such audacity?"

Before he could finish speaking, Yan Wenkai kicked him out of the way.

Seeing their Steward down, the theater’s enforcers couldn’t sit still and immediately charged out.

These enforcers were far more skilled than Du Jitong’s servants, and Su Hongxin, distracted for just a moment, took a punch.

Seeing this, Dong Yuanxuan furrowed his brow and turned to Dong Yuanyao. "Stay here properly!" He then paused, his gaze lingering on Daohua for a moment, signaling that she should stay put too, before grabbing his fan and walking toward the theater’s enforcers.

Xiao Yeyang didn’t move, his eyes still fixed on the fight, though his gaze was cold.

Seeing Xiao Yeyang standing guard over Daohua and Dong Yuanyao, Yan Wentao also quickly joined the fray.

With only Xiao Yeyang left beside them, Daohua and Dong Yuanyao exchanged bitter glances. At this moment, Xiao Yeyang’s aura was imposing; his eyes narrowed, and his face was as cold as ice, making the two young ladies feel somewhat intimidated.

Sensing Daohua’s gaze, Xiao Yeyang shifted his attention from the fight.

When he looked over, Daohua stiffly forced a smile. However, the smile immediately pulled at the wound on the corner of her mouth, causing her to hiss in pain.

Xiao Yeyang furrowed his brows, reaching out as if to check Daohua's injury. However, remembering they were still on the street, he quickly retracted his hand and coldly asked, "Who hit you?"

Daohua covered her mouth and shook her head. "I don't know. There were too many people hitting at the time, I couldn't see clearly."

Xiao Yeyang’s brows twitched, and he pressed his lips together, as if holding back something.

Two young ladies, getting into a brawl with a group of servants!

They sure had guts!

Seeing his reaction, Daohua realized she shouldn’t have said that and immediately fell silent.

Before long, Yan Wenkai and the others had taken down the theater's enforcers and Du Jitong’s servants, leaving a group of twenty or so men groaning in pain on the ground, creating quite a spectacle.

Passersby, seeing the scene, quickly backed away in fear.

"Clear the way, clear the way!"

At that moment, the city patrol officers arrived.

The leading officer took one look at the bodies strewn across the ground and was about to scold someone, but as his eyes scanned the area, he noticed Xiao Yeyang and the others in the corner. His expression changed instantly, and he hurried over to Xiao Yeyang, bowing deeply. "This humble officer greets His Highness the Young Prince."

The theater Steward, who didn’t recognize Xiao Yeyang, was stunned and trembled in fear as his heart pounded.

Xiao Yeyang nodded indifferently, then cast a cold glare at Du Jitong and his group.

At that moment, Du Jitong and his companions, who had been so full of themselves earlier, were now trembling in fear. They deeply regretted rushing out to fight without even knowing who they were up against. Who could have expected their bad luck, that they would end up provoking the Young Prince?

"Make sure they all go to the jail and reflect on their actions!" Xiao Yeyang said coldly. His frosty demeanor made Du Jitong lose the courage to even beg for mercy.

The patrol officers immediately started arresting people.

Meanwhile, Daohua and Dong Yuanyao, realizing the situation had escalated to the point where the authorities were involved, looked uneasy.

"This is bad, it’s getting out of hand!" Dong Yuanyao sighed, knowing that once these men were thrown into the prison, her father would certainly find out. She couldn’t avoid the punishment that awaited her.

Daohua glanced at Xiao Yeyang, hoping he would let it slide, but seeing the dark expression on his face, she didn’t dare to speak up.

(End of Chapter)