Chapter 63: One Battle, One Legend!
Zhang Feng’s sudden appearance left everyone in the room momentarily stunned.
Especially Brother Hao Wen, Uncle Quan, and Zhou Jing Hui—they exchanged glances, full of confusion.
Their shops were located in Old Square, and they were quite familiar with Zhang Feng. Given the situation tonight—where Snake planned to deal with Chen Xue Wen, and bloodshed was almost inevitable—Zhang Feng should have stayed far away.
Yet, here he was, and that made things all the more unsettling.
Snake’s face darkened instantly. He had already given Zhang Feng clear instructions not to show up tonight. So why was he here?
The truth was, Zhang Feng himself had no choice in the matter.
He had no intention of getting involved in tonight’s affairs.
However, Li Er Yong had called him right outside Wang Gui Wen’s house. If he didn’t show up, Li Er Yong would hand over certain photos, burning all bridges.
Zhang Feng didn’t want to get dragged into this mess, but he had no other option.
Ignoring Snake’s murderous glare, he casually took a seat by the table, rubbing his hands together. “Phew, it’s freezing tonight!”
“I heard you guys were having dinner here. Just happened to pass by with some of my squad, so I thought I’d come up for a cup of tea.”
His words were a warning—he wasn’t alone. He had brought a team with him.
In other words, if things got violent, his people would immediately take control of the situation.
Snake took a deep breath, suppressing the fury in his heart, and forced a smile. “Well, well, Captain Zhang, what an unexpected guest!”
“Since Captain Zhang is here, let’s get the dishes served!”
With a wave of his hand, the waiters hurriedly brought out the food and drinks.
Zhang Feng sat beside Chen Xue Wen, casually calling everyone to eat, positioning himself as his bodyguard.
Brother Hao Wen, Uncle Quan, and Zhou Jing Hui exchanged uncertain looks but kept silent, waiting to see how Snake would handle the situation.
Snake’s expression was icy, his venomous gaze filled with murderous intent.
But with Zhang Feng seated right next to Chen Xue Wen, no matter how furious he was, he had to endure—for now.
Halfway through the meal, Chen Xue Wen wiped his mouth and chuckled. “Brother Snake, I’m full.”
“Thanks for the hospitality.”
“I showed up to this banquet as you requested.”
“I’ve given you face.”
“So, shouldn’t Third Brother now keep his end of the deal?”
All eyes turned to Ding Three, even Zhang Feng.
Ding Three dared not speak and instead looked toward Snake, awaiting his decision.
Snake furrowed his brow, pondering for a moment before speaking. “Brother Chen, since you came here tonight, let’s take this opportunity to settle things properly.”
“Captain Zhang is here, Brother Hao Wen, Uncle Quan, and Brother Hui as witnesses.”
“Tell us, what do you plan to do with your two arcades?”
Chen Xue Wen’s gaze swept across the room before landing on Snake, a smile on his lips. “Brother Snake, I don’t quite understand what you mean.”
“I took over Brother Hui’s shop, and I opened before you did.”
“What do you want me to do?”
Snake’s expression darkened as he spoke coldly. “Chen Xue Wen, let’s not play games.”
“You want to stake your claim in Old Square? Fine.”
“But if you want to eat at my table, you’ll have to prove you can swallow what’s served.”
With that, he slammed the table hard and shouted, “Bring the dish for Brother Chen!”
Two subordinates stepped in, carrying a tray with a firmly sealed iron lid, as if worried the contents might escape.
Snake swept aside the other dishes and placed the covered tray at the center of the table. “Brother Chen, if you can stomach what’s under this lid, I’ll let you run your shop in Old Square.”
“But if you can’t—”
“Hmph, then you don’t deserve to sit at the same table as me. Pack your things and get out!”
Chen Xue Wen frowned. The moment the tray hit the table, he noticed a faint tremor—whatever was inside was alive.
He knew that whatever was under that lid wasn’t going to be easy to swallow.
But he didn’t back down. He locked eyes with Snake and asked, “Brother Snake, if I eat it, what then?”
Snake burst into laughter. “If you eat this dish, that proves you have the right to sit at my table.”
“In that case, I’ll let you keep your shop in Old Square.”
“And I promise—my people will never disturb you again. Nor will we lay a finger on you or anyone close to you.”
Looking around at the others, he raised his voice. “Captain Zhang, Brother Hao Wen, Uncle Quan, Brother Hui—you’re all witnesses.”
“I, Snake, always keep my word!”
“Well? Dare to eat it?”
Chen Xue Wen’s heart pounded. If this was true, he’d finally secure his place in Old Square.
Taking a deep breath, he clenched his fists, his eyes locked on the tray.
“Alright!”
He roared, “Brother Snake, if you serve it, I’ll eat it!”
Snake laughed heartily. “You’ve got guts!”
“But guts don’t mean you have the ability!”
“I want to see how you manage this!”
With that, he yanked the lid off.
The room erupted in gasps as everyone recoiled in horror.
Inside the tray lay a gray-brown snake, coiled tightly. Its head was triangular—a clear sign of its deadly venom.
It wasn’t large, just under two feet long and about as thick as an egg.
But as it lay in the tray, its tongue flickered ominously, ready to strike at any moment.
Even in a room full of hardened men, few could suppress their shivers.
Uncle Quan gasped, “That… that’s a Soil Bag Snake!”
“That thing is highly venomous!”
The tension in the room escalated. In the countryside, people frequently died from Soil Bag Snake bites.
Placing such a snake on the table for Chen Xue Wen to eat? That was outright torment.
Who could possibly stomach this?
And worse—this one was still alive!
Zhang Feng’s face changed. “Snake, stop this nonsense.”
“This isn’t something you mess around with.”
Snake sneered. “Captain Zhang, I’ve already given you face.”
“Otherwise, would I even be talking to him tonight?”
Then he turned back to Chen Xue Wen, smirking. “Brother Chen, well?”
“Can you stomach it?”
“If not, just say the word. I’ll have it taken away.”
“We wouldn’t want you getting scared now.”
Snake’s lackeys erupted in laughter, mocking Chen Xue Wen.
Chen Xue Wen’s entire body tensed. He was afraid of snakes, truly afraid.
But backing down now wouldn’t just cost him his arcades—it would ruin him in Peaceful City forever.
If he could eat this dish, he wouldn’t just secure his business—no one would ever dare look down on him again!
Taking a deep breath, he suddenly stepped forward, gripping the snake’s seven-inch weak point with lightning speed.
The snake coiled around his wrist, its head thrashing wildly.
Gritting his teeth, he drew his Bone Cutting Knife and, in one swift motion, severed the snake’s head.
Blood splattered as the body twitched violently.
Chen Xue Wen didn’t hesitate. He took a bite of the still-moving flesh, tearing it off and chewing, his mouth stained red.
His bloodshot eyes scanned the room, daring anyone to challenge him.
Even Snake was left speechless, his face frozen in shock.
Tonight, Chen Xue Wen became a legend in Peaceful City.
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