Return of the Celestial King

Chapter 74: Chapter 74: Kicking an Iron Plate

Seeing this, Qin Tuo didn’t object.

He knew Han Zilin was a good singer and had always enjoyed it.

Han Zilin didn’t refuse, choosing a song she was good at.

The moment she began to sing, her beautiful voice made everyone’s eyes light up!

"Hey, this girl’s not a bad singer!"

Even Wang Lei couldn’t help but take a closer look at Han Zilin.

Instantly, Zhou Kexin seethed with rage.

She had wanted to make Han Zilin look like a fool, but she never expected the girl to completely steal her thunder.

Just as she was stewing in her frustration, the door to their room was suddenly kicked open!

Everyone whipped their heads around to look.

"Who’s there, being so rude...?"

A few guys dressed like thugs swaggered in, their heads cocked and sneers on their faces.

The group of sales employees instantly tensed up, too afraid to speak out of turn.

The leader, Huang Mao, shouted loudly:

"Which one of you girls was singing just now?"

Apparently, they had been drawn over by the sound of Han Zilin’s singing.

Zhou Kexin’s eyes lit up, and she immediately pointed at Han Zilin.

"It was her! She was the one singing just now!"

Qin Tuo’s eyes narrowed slightly as he watched Zhou Kexin, a flicker of killing intent in his gaze.

But since he was sitting in a dark corner, the thugs didn’t notice him.

Huang Mao chuckled.

"Well now, you’re quite a looker. How about you come next door and have a couple of drinks with me?"

Han Zilin’s face went pale, and she hastily refused.

"I... I don’t know you!"

Seeing Han Zilin’s timid, rabbit-like fright, sinister grins spread across the thugs’ faces.

"Hahaha, little beauty! We may be strangers now, but we’ll get to know each other real well once you come party with us, right?"

The large group of sales department employees all around them stared silently at the floor. Not a single one dared to step forward.

’Haha, serves you right! That’s what you get for singing so well. You’ve really brought this on yourself!’

A gloating look appeared on Zhou Kexin’s face.

But the next moment, Huang Mao’s gaze fell on her.

"You’re not bad-looking either. Why don’t the two of you come have a couple of drinks with us!"

An ordinary person would have been scared senseless by these thugs.

But Zhou Kexin seemed completely unafraid!

"Show some respect! Do you have any idea who my boyfriend is?"

Hearing this, Wang Lei sat up straighter, puffing out his chest with a look of pure arrogance.

Huang Mao laughed dismissively.

"Go on then, girlie. Tell us just how powerful this pretty boy of yours is."

Zhou Kexin snorted coldly:

"Listen up. My man has dealings with Master Long. Do you dare to offend Master Long?"

What! Master Long?

Huang Mao’s expression immediately turned to one of alarm, and the thugs behind him grew apprehensive.

They stared intently at Wang Lei for a few moments, their attitude no longer as arrogant as before.

Seeing the thugs’ expressions change, Wang Lei said smugly:

"Since you didn’t know any better, I’ll let it slide. Get out now, or I’ll make a call to Master Long, and you’ll regret it."

The group of sales employees, borrowing his courage, started to jeer as well.

"Get lost, you pieces of trash! Don’t you know how tough our boss is?"

"Haha, look! These thugs are terrified."

Huang Mao’s face was a mask of indecision for a long moment.

’But what if this guy really does know Long Wu?’ he thought.

So, no matter how unwilling, he could only resentfully prepare to leave.

Just then, someone who had noticed the commotion walked in, followed by several tall, imposing bodyguards dressed in black.

Upon seeing this man, Huang Mao’s expression immediately became one of utmost respect.

"Sixth Master! It’s you!"

The man was none other than Qian Liu. He put on a stern face, an air of authority about him.

However, he failed to notice Qin Tuo sitting on a nearby sofa.

Ever since Long Wu had taken care of Sun Dawei, the Huayue Club had been temporarily placed under Qian Liu’s watch.

Qian Liu had just been making his routine patrol of the club when he heard the disturbance and came upon this scene.

Sensing the powerful aura emanating from Qian Liu, not to mention his elite bodyguards, Wang Lei and the others suddenly felt a pang of fear.

They knew at once that Qian Liu was a truly powerful figure, completely out of the thugs’ league.

"What happened here?"

Qian Liu asked icily.

Huang Mao bowed and scraped as he explained:

"It’s like this, a small misunderstanding. He said he knows Master Long, and we didn’t know any better..."

Hearing this, a cold glint flashed in Qian Liu’s eyes.

Emboldened by the alcohol, Wang Lei took the initiative and walked over.

"Brother, I know Master Long. For his sake, why don’t we just let this go?"

Qian Liu gave a cold smirk, raised his hand, and sent a heavy slap across his face.

SLAP!

Wang Lei clutched his face, the slap having completely sobered him up.

Everyone was so terrified they didn’t dare utter a single word!

Qian Liu snorted coldly:

"You little bastard! I’m with Master Long every single day. How is it I’ve never seen the likes of you?"

Wang Lei’s face was ashen. He didn’t dare to argue in the slightest.

Qian Liu interrogated him fiercely:

"Who the hell are you? You dare use Master Long’s name to run scams out here? You got a death wish?!"

At this, Wang Lei quickly waved his hands and clarified:

"Sir, I... I don’t actually know Master Long. I was just joking before. Please, don’t take it to heart!"

At that, his girlfriend Zhou Kexin and the nearby sales staff were all utterly flabbergasted.

"No way, Wang Lei. You said you took care of that debt collection last time because you put in a word with Master Long. Was that a lie, too?"

Zhou Kexin asked in disbelief.

Wang Lei’s face was a mask of shame, and he hung his head low.

"Ke Xin, I... I don’t know what happened then either. I’m sorry, I lied to you."

Zhou Kexin was so furious she looked ready to punch him.

Wang Lei was mortified, his reputation utterly destroyed.

But he knew he could only blame his own bad luck. Who told him to go and kick a steel plate today?

"If there’s nothing else, then get the hell out! And don’t cause me any more trouble in the future, understand?"

After Qian Liu gave the order, the group of thugs prepared to leave the room.

Suddenly, Huang Mao said with a lecherous, pleading tone:

"Sixth Master, these two girls are pretty fine. Can’t we keep them here?"

He said this with a lecherous grin.

The words had barely left his mouth when Qian Liu slapped Huang Mao square across the face.

SLAP!

Huang Mao clutched his face, his expression pale.

Qian Liu cursed furiously:

"You bastards! Did yesterday’s lesson mean nothing to you? Master Long said he wants this club cleaned up, and you’re still trying to pull this crap? If you have a death wish, just tell me directly!"

Huang Mao nodded and apologized profusely.

"Sorry, Sixth Master! We were wrong! We’ll leave right now, right now..."

With that, he led the group of thugs away with their tails between their legs.

Qian Liu swept his gaze over everyone in the private room and said indifferently:

"This damn place... This kind of rotten business happens every other day. The feng shui must be off. We’re closing to guests for a few days. We’ll reopen after we’ve sorted things out!"

With that, he gave a decisive wave of his hand.

"Get them all out of here!"

The black-clad bodyguards acknowledged the order and moved to drive everyone out.

Wang Lei and his colleagues were terrified. Not daring to resist, they nodded quickly, gathered their things, and made to run out.

Just then, Qin Tuo, who had been sitting in the dark corner the entire time, suddenly cleared his throat!