Chapter 982: Calculating Scholar 37

At first, Tang Wan thought the medicine Li Fuze had given her was just some common drug. Only now did she realize it wasn’t weak at all—it simply took effect slowly. By this point, her entire body had gone soft, and she didn’t even have the strength to push him away.

She forced herself to stay upright, staring at him as she said directly, “Brother Afu… there’s something wrong with the roast duck you gave me, isn’t there?!”

Li Fuze tightened his grip on her arm and laughed lightly, feigning innocence. “Something wrong? What could be wrong? Aren’t you fine?”

“You… you drugged me!” Tang Wan’s voice rose sharply.

The moment those words fell, Ye Qingtong’s anger exploded. If he hadn’t stayed for dinner tonight, Wan Wan would have been completely at this beast’s mercy. His expression darkened, and in the next instant, he kicked the door open and rushed out.

Li Fuze, with his back turned, hadn’t noticed anything. He was still smiling coldly at Tang Wan. “You forced me into this. If you hadn’t insisted on marrying that mud-legged hunter, why would I have to resort to this?” As he spoke, he pulled her forcefully into his arms.

But before he could do anything further, a furious voice rang out behind him, cold and filled with killing intent. “What do you think you’re doing to her?!”

A heavy fist slammed into his back.

“Bang!”

A dull thud sounded, followed by a sickening crack from his arm.

“Ah—!” Li Fuze screamed in agony, his body collapsing forward.

Next door, Father Li, who had been bathing in the yard, heard the scream and felt his heart jump. He immediately shouted toward the Tang household, “Afu! What’s wrong?!”

But before Li Fuze could respond, Ye Qingtong had already steadied Tang Wan with one arm and began kicking him again and again, his voice filled with rage. “Trying to bully Wan Wan? Trying to harm her?!”

Li Fuze, who had never done hard labor in his life, was no match for Ye Qingtong. After only a few blows, he was already crying out miserably, unable to fight back.

Hearing his son’s screams, Father Li rushed over shirtless. The moment he entered the courtyard, he saw Ye Qingtong beating Li Fuze mercilessly. His face changed drastically as he hurried forward. “Afu! What are you doing? Why are you hitting my son?! He’s a scholar! I’ll report you to the authorities!”

Ye Qingtong let out a cold laugh, his eyes sharp. “Why hit him? Because he deserves it.” He glanced at Father Li with chilling disdain. “Report me? Go ahead. I’d like to see whether a beast like him is still qualified to take the imperial exam after this!”

Father Li was both shocked and furious. The one doing the beating was still so arrogant?

At that moment, Mother Li also arrived. The moment she saw Li Fuze’s battered state, she screamed and rushed forward, pulling him into her arms. “My son! Which heartless bastard did this to you? I’ll fight him to the death!”

Then she lifted her head, glaring at Ye Qingtong. “Was it you? You dared to beat my son?!”

“Yes. I did,” Ye Qingtong replied coldly.

Hearing this, Mother Li immediately raised her hand, lunging toward him. “How dare you hit my son?!”