Chapter 109: The God of Food, Ascends!

The chrysanthemum withers, leaving wounds all around!

There could be no more fitting phrase to describe Wang Zuo and Liu Kaifeng’s condition. Truly, the chaos at the scene left even the medical staff who arrived later utterly stunned.

It was intensely shocking!

The two were secretly rushed to the hospital, where emergency treatment began immediately. Compared to the bloodied aftermath on their bodies, the bottle of liquor that Liu Kaifeng and Wang Zuo had consumed was far more terrifying. Originally, such a dose was meant to be given drop by drop; pouring out a single glass was enough to drive someone mad. But they had downed half the bottle, and the consequences were unimaginable.

Physical injuries were the lesser evil; the psychological damage was far worse.

After more than three hours of frantic resuscitation, Liu Kaifeng finally regained consciousness—just barely. Immediately, a searing pain radiated from his rear, causing his entire face to contort in agony. Though the aphrodisiac had dulled his rational mind, Liu Kaifeng still retained some fragments of memory, especially the fiery, excruciating pain that constantly reminded him of the brutal assault he had endured. He had been violated terribly, terribly so.

“Damn Chen Feng! Damn Chen Feng!” Liu Kaifeng growled hoarsely, his eyes bloodshot with rage.

“Young Master Liu, are you alright?” A tall, lean man approached cautiously, his voice hesitant.

“I’m fine!” Liu Kaifeng gritted his teeth, speaking through clenched pain. “Does anyone else know about this?”

The tall man shook his head slightly. “I’ve sealed off the news; no one else will find out. But Young Master Liu, are you really okay?”

“Okay? What kind of problem could I possibly have?” Liu Kaifeng’s cold gaze pierced the man.

Swallowing nervously, the tall man said, “Your two bodyguards sustained serious injuries—probably enough to end their careers. Also, Wang Zuo has gone insane... and, well...”

He faltered, hesitating as if struggling to speak further.

“What else?” Liu Kaifeng’s voice was hoarse as he demanded.

“The doctor just said... your reproductive organs may have been affected to some degree. There’s a chance you might never regain function. Though, it could also be temporary. It depends on your recovery.”

“What?” Liu Kaifeng’s eyes nearly bulged out in disbelief. He glared furiously at the tall man. “What did you just say? Explain again!”

“Y-Your... your reproductive organs... may have been seriously damaged,” the man stammered.

“I—!” Liu Kaifeng roared with anger, ignoring the agonizing pain to slap the man across the face hard. A wild madness flickered in his eyes. “Say it again!”

The tall man forced a bitter smile. “Young Master!”

“Goddamn it!” Liu Kaifeng swung his fists mercilessly, raining blow after blow upon the man’s face.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

No matter how many strikes he delivered, the tall man dared not resist, silently enduring the onslaught.

After an unknown length of time, Liu Kaifeng finally gasped for breath and ceased. His rear was a vivid crimson. Panting heavily, his face was grim as his wild roar echoed: “Chen Feng, I will kill you. II'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.