"You had Feng Wudao go easy on me? You have that kind of clout?"
Qin Yu furrowed his brows.
From dual cultivating with a strange woman last night to defeating Feng Wudao today, he felt as if he were in a haze, like it wasn’t quite real.
Moreover, Yan Mingyu, such a clever woman, was actually drinking with a petty man like Zhou Zixuan, which only added to his confusion. Could there really be some hidden truth here?
"Yes, all of this was agreed upon with President Yan in advance. I had Feng Wudao let you off, and she agreed to dine with me!"
Zhou Zixuan knew Qin Yu could fight and that he was no match for him, so he tried to clear himself of any blame. It was Yan Mingyu who had agreed to come for drinks, and he hadn’t done anything inappropriate.
"President Yan, is that so?"
Qin Yu turned his head and asked Yan Mingyu.
"I... I’m sorry...."
Yan Mingyu showed an ashamed expression.
"Ah...."
Qin Yu was moved and pained. So his silly wife, worried that he wasn’t Feng Wudao’s match, had gone begging to Zhou Zixuan.
"What’s your relationship with Feng Wudao?"
Qin Yu then looked at Zhou Zixuan and asked.
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"He’s my second uncle, a foster son adopted by my grandmother. So you’d better leave quickly, don’t stir up trouble with me. Otherwise, with just one word from my second uncle, you won’t be able to handle the consequences!"
Zhou Zixuan spoke with a fierce exterior but a trembling heart.
"How about this, I’ll give you a chance. Call Feng Wudao and have him come over to kill me!"
Qin Yu did not believe that Feng Wudao, the Vice Alliance Hierarch of the southern Martial Forest, would take a thrashing and even have several bones broken for the sake of a loser like Zhou Zixuan.
You should know that such people value their reputation more than life itself. Plus, it was only because of Lu Wenrou’s intervention that he let Feng Wudao go; otherwise, he’d be dead by now.
Even if Feng Wudao were Zhou Zixuan’s real father, he wouldn’t risk his life over it, right?
"Qin Yu... I’m fine, let’s go!"
Yan Mingyu still hadn’t understood the situation and had always thought that Feng Wudao had gone easy on Qin Yu for him to be unharmed.
If Zhou Zixuan really did call Feng Wudao over, what then?
"It’s fine, President Yan. As long as Feng Wudao dares to come, I dare to beat him up again!"
Qin Yu gently patted Yan Mingyu’s arm.
"Hey... Second Uncle. What, you’re back in the Capital City, and your bones are broken? I’ll be damned... Qin Yu blocked my path!"
Zhou Zixuan had already dialed Feng Wudao’s number, but Feng Wudao on the other end sounded weak and warned him not to provoke Qin Yu, as he had nearly been beaten to death by him.
This left Zhou Zixuan dumbstruck, his mind shriveled.
"So, when will Feng Wudao arrive?"
Seeing Zhou Zixuan’s expression like he had lost everything dear to him, Qin Yu knew his suspicion was correct. He didn’t win against Feng Wudao today because of any leniency, but because last night’s dual cultivation with the strange woman genuinely enhanced his cultivation.
But who exactly was this woman?
This puzzle lingered persistently in Qin Yu’s mind.
"Thump..."
Feng Wudao was Zhou Zixuan’s biggest backer, and having been truly defeated by Qin Yu, a deep fear enveloped his mind, causing him to weakly kneel to the ground: "I... I shouldn’t have lied to President Yan. I didn’t ask Feng Wudao to go easy. I was wrong. Please, be magnanimous, and spare me!"
"Slap slap...."
Zhou Zixuan begged while simultaneously slapping his own face.
"If you really just had a meal with President Yan, I wouldn’t be angry. But what about her head?"
Qin Yu pointed at the bloodstain on Yan Mingyu’s face, roaring angrily.
"It... It’s..."
Zhou Zixuan’s eyes darted around. He immediately got up, grabbed a bottle from the counter, and with a bang, smashed it on his own head: "Is this enough…?"
"Not enough!"
Qin Yu bellowed.
"Bang! How about now?"
Zhou Zixuan knew that if he couldn’t appease Qin Yu’s fury, he might just die there and then. He thus picked up a second bottle and smashed it over his head again.
"Still not enough!"
Qin Yu continued to shake his head.
"Bang Bang..."
Zhou Zixuan, desperate to save his life, went all out, smashing five or six bottles in one breath, scattering broken glass all over the floor before he staggered and asked, "Is it enough now?"
"Forget it, Qin Yu, there’s no need to stoop to his level!"
If not for Qin Yu’s sake, with Yan Mingyu’s status, she would never intersect with someone like Zhou Zixuan in her lifetime.
"Alright, I’ll listen to you!"
Qin Yu nodded, his face stern as he approached Zhou Zixuan.
"Hey, hey... don’t do anything rash!"
Zhou Zixuan trembled in fear, thinking how ferocious this young man must be if he could knock down Feng Wudao!
"Bang!"
Without a word, Qin Yu kicked out, sending Zhou Zixuan’s body, weighing over a hundred kilograms, flying into the liquor cabinet behind the counter before he collapsed weakly to the ground.
"Alright, President Yan, let’s go, to the hospital!"
Qin Yu helped Yan Mingyu to her feet and walked out of the hotel.
"Could you please take care of my car and have it repaired?"
As they were leaving, Qin Yu instructed Yan Mingyu’s two bodyguards.
"Yes, Brother Yu!"
The two bodyguards nodded in acknowledgment, respect in their tone. To be able to defeat two top experts consecutively and emerge unscathed—what kind of terrifying existence was this?
Soon.
Qin Yu helped Yan Mingyu into the Bentley, started the car quickly, and drove towards Haikang Hospital.
On the way, Yan Mingyu took out her phone and dialed a number, "Take over all of Zhou Family’s businesses, and drive their entire family out of East Sea!"
For a corporation like Four Seas Corporation, dealing with a Zhou Family was overkill, effortlessly done.
Then, putting down her phone and biting her lip weakly, she said, "Qin Yu, you’re not mad at me, right? I really just wanted to do something for you. I didn’t expect things to turn out this messy!"
"Heh, silly wife, why would I blame you? But from now on, would you mind discussing your thoughts and plans with me first? Look, today we almost capsized in the gutter!"
Qin Yu gave a bitter smile. His wife, so decisive and strategic in the business world, had almost been schemed against by a nobody—it all came down to her caring too much for him, which led to chaos when she became anxious.
"Okay, this is the last time. From now on, I’ll discuss everything with you. By the way, where were you last night? How did you become so powerful overnight?"
Yan Mingyu was also curious. When Qin Yu faced off against Huang Lianying, it was nearly a draw, but today he had overpowered Feng Wudao, which was simply beyond belief.
"Uh..."
Qin Yu’s heart skipped a beat, and after a second or two, he said, "Miao Xian’er brought me a box of their Miaojiang special medicine. After I took it, my injuries healed."
"Oh... then you should really thank her!"
Yan Mingyu, having drunk a bottle of red wine and feeling a bit foggy, didn’t think too deeply about it.
"Yeah, I know!"
Qin Yu nodded. Explore more at freewebnovel
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On the expressway.
The Tang Family’s bodyguard was driving while nervously clutching his phone. With Yang Kun and Huang Lianying in trouble, he bore an undeniable responsibility.
If their master truly sought to hold someone accountable, the Tang Family might have to pay the price.
After all, one was his junior, and the other was a disciple in seclusion; both had come to harm right under his watch, and anyone would be infuriated learning about it.
"Hello, Little Wu!"
Finally, an aged voice came through from the other end of the line.
"Master... well... A-Kun is dead, and Uncle is crippled..."
Tang Xuanwu braced himself as he spoke, even his palms sweating.
He didn’t dare imagine how furious his master would be upon hearing the news!