Chapter 51: Chapter 51: I’ll Discipline Them for You
Inside the club, Qin Tuo’s expression was incredibly grim.
Just as Han Zilin was entering the elevator, he had used the enhanced hearing granted by his cultivation at the Fifth Layer of the Qi Refining Stage to listen in, and he had heard everything crystal clear.
’Damn it... Zilin was actually tricked by that bitch into drinking with someone!’
A heavy weight settled in Qin Tuo’s heart as he thought about what might happen next.
However, when he tried to go to the sixth floor, he was stopped.
A group of security guards watched him like hawks, refusing to let him go up.
So, Qin Tuo had no choice but to find a way to sneak up there.
’Ah, I’ve got it!’
Qin Tuo walked out of the club and circled around to the back. Looking up, he saw that he could climb straight up using the window ledges.
For an ordinary person, attempting to scale six floors barehanded would be incredibly dangerous.
But for Qin Tuo, it was as easy as breathing.
He was just about to start climbing when his phone suddenly rang. It was a call from Long Wu.
"Hello, Celestial King? Where are you?"
Long Wu had been waiting in a private room at the restaurant for a long time and was getting confused as to why Qin Tuo was so late.
Qin Tuo replied in a dark tone:
"I’m at the Huayue Business Club in the city center."
Hearing the name Huayue Business Club, Long Wu froze.
He could also clearly tell that something was very wrong with Qin Tuo’s tone.
"Celestial King, what are you doing there?"
Qin Tuo laughed coldly.
"I’m going to kill someone!"
"What?! Kill someone?"
Long Wu was utterly stunned.
In his experience, Qin Tuo had always been an exceptionally calm person; he had never seen him lose his composure like this.
He immediately asked:
"Celestial King, don’t do anything rash! The Huayue Club is under the jurisdiction of our Huaiyi Hall. Whatever it is, let me handle it for you, alright?"
Qin Tuo’s eyes narrowed slightly.
"Oh, is that so? It seems your day-to-day management of Huaiyi Hall is somewhat lacking!"
Long Wu’s heart sank, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his back.
"Celestial King, please, calm down. What in the world happened? Let me handle it. We can’t let this ruin your evening!"
But Qin Tuo just shook his head, his face devoid of expression.
"There’s no need. Today, it seems I must discipline your people for you."
What!
At this, Long Wu understood completely. Someone had definitely provoked Qin Tuo.
He was about to say more, but Qin Tuo hung up on him.
Long Wu lowered the phone, his expression one of utter panic.
’Damn it! Which blind bastard dared to piss off the Celestial King? If I find out who it is, I’ll skin him alive!’
At his side, Qian Liu walked over and asked in confusion:
"Master Long, what’s wrong? Is the Celestial King in some kind of trouble?"
Even as he said it, he found it hard to believe.
With the Celestial King’s power, who could possibly give him trouble?
Long Wu asked, lost in his own thoughts:
"Xiaoliu, do you remember who the boss of the Huayue Business Club is?"
The Huayue Business Club?
Qian Liu frowned, thought for a moment, and then replied:
"I think his name is Sun Dawei. The guy’s pretty good at business, but he’s also known to be a lecher."
A lecher?
Long Wu’s eyelid twitched violently.
As a man himself, he knew that particular flaw could sometimes be fatal!
"Hmph. That Sun Dawei must have provoked the Celestial King. He’s simply courting death."
Qian Liu immediately said:
"Master Long, in that case, should I head over there?"
Long Wu shook his head emphatically.
"It’s probably too late for you to get there now. Do this instead: call Sun Dawei right now. Tell him to stop whatever he’s doing, and I mean *stop*! Make it clear he is not to do anything stupid!"
"Yes, Master Long. Don’t worry, I’ll call and warn Sun Dawei right now."
Qian Liu nodded quickly and pulled out his phone.
But even after giving the order, Long Wu still felt deeply uneasy.
"Xiaoliu, go get the car. And call some of the guys. We’re going to the Huayue Club ourselves!"
"Huh? We’re going over there?"
Qian Liu was surprised for a second, but he quickly recovered and started making calls to round up some men.
...
In the Supreme Private Room on the sixth floor of the Huayue Club.
Han Zilin lay completely unconscious on the sofa.
Her sexy outfit and exquisite curves made Sun Dawei’s eyes gradually turn bloodshot.
He approached her slowly, like a starving beast.
"Such a unique aura... a girl like this is a truly rare find!"
Sun Dawei licked his lips, a look of pure depravity on his face.
He had just placed his hand on Han Zilin’s waist when she suddenly struggled unconsciously.
"Oh? What’s this?"
Sun Dawei’s expression darkened.
However, after that single twitch, Han Zilin went completely still again.
Only then did Sun Dawei pat his chest in relief. It had just been a false alarm.
"Heh. The knockout drug I use is professionally imported. It could knock out a bull. You’re not getting away, you little bitch. Just lie there and take it!"
He slowly stood up, made sure the door was bolted, and finally felt completely at ease.
’Trying to resist, little thing? No woman I, Sun Dawei, set my sights on ever gets away!’
He had done this sort of thing many times. Afterward, he would either pay them off or threaten them into silence.
Not a single one of the girls he had violated dared to utter a word of complaint.
In Sun Dawei’s eyes, this was just business as usual.
"Come now, my sweet little thing..."
Sun Dawei took off his jacket, eagerly preparing to pounce on her.
But at that exact moment, the phone in his pocket began to ring insistently!
"Son of a bitch! Who the hell is calling at a time like this?"
Sun Dawei ignored it completely, intending to finish his business first.
But the phone just kept ringing, and a feeling of unease crept over him.
He pulled it out, took one look, and his heart leaped into his throat.
’Huh? It’s a call from Sixth Master?’
Although he was the boss of the Huayue Club, in front of Qian Liu, he was nothing more than a low-level subordinate.
After all, the club was Huaiyi Hall’s property, and Qian Liu was the right-hand man of Huaiyi Hall’s big boss. Their statuses were on completely different levels.
’Sixth Master is usually so elusive, why would he suddenly call me?’
As Sun Dawei silently wondered, he glanced at Han Zilin on the sofa and hesitated.
’Of all the times for Sixth Master to call...’
Sun Dawei grumbled to himself, but he knew the drug he’d used was potent. A short delay wouldn’t make a difference.
So, he answered the call.
The instant the call connected, however, a torrent of curses from Qian Liu erupted from the phone.
"Goddammit, Sun Dawei! Do you have a death wish?! Are you trying to get yourself killed?!"
"I’m telling you, I don’t care what you’re doing, you stop right now! You’ve caused a massive disaster today, you bastard, do you understand?!"
Sun Dawei was left completely stunned, with no idea what was going on or how he had possibly offended the man on the other end of the line.
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