Leng Qingxuan cast a disdainful glance at him and then walked into the private room to et Xiao Zheng, fawning over him in various ways. Knowing how terrifying Xiao Zheng was, Leng Qingxuan naturally did not dare to treat him poorly.
Xiao Zheng was very calm and said with a smile, "Alright, no need to be so reserved. After all, I am your brother-in-law. Please, take a seat. You handled this matter quite well."
Being his brother-in-law, Xiao Zheng’s attitude towards Leng Qingxuan was quite good.
Mu Yiqing, standing beside them, trembled when she heard those words.
Brother-in-law...
Although she had long known that Xiao Zheng was married, she had never expected his spouse to be the president of Qianqiu Group, Leng Ruobing!
Despite having prepared herself ntally, Mu Yiqing couldn’t help but feel waves of disappointnt.
At this ti, Han Shirong also walked into the private room, glaring fiercely at Xiao Zheng and Leng Qingxuan before sitting down in another corner.
Minister Liu and the others stood in the corridor. At such a ti, they naturally did not dare to enter the private room, but they also did not dare to just leave, fearing they would bring trouble upon themselves. Each of them looked extrely awkward.
About half an hour later, a commotion was heard outside the private room. Then a person with graying hair walked in, followed by a large entourage of burly bodyguards.
So bodyguards had bulky waists—obviously ard with guns!
As soon as Mr. Han entered, Han Shirong beca agitated, jumping up and crying out to Mr. Han loudly, "Dad, you have to stand up for !"
Mr. Han saw the wound on Han Shirong’s wrist and his face already darkened. Hearing Han Shirong’s wailing, he spoke in a cold voice, "Good son, don’t worry. Your father will certainly avenge you!"
With that, Mr. Han’s eyes turned towards Leng Qingxuan, shooting out two cold beams as he said coldly, "Leng Qingxuan, don’t you have an explanation for this matter?"
It had to be said, Mr. Han, having built such a large empire with his own hands, spoke with a commanding presence. Even Leng Qingxuan felt a great pressure bearing down on him.
Yet Leng Qingxuan just smiled faintly and said, "Uncle Han, there is a reason for my actions. I believe that if you were in my position, you would do the sa."
"Oh?"
Mr. Han gave a cold chuckle.
Seeing Mr. Han didn’t believe him, Leng Qingxuan smiled lightly and pointed at Xiao Zheng, saying, "You know who this is, right? As a prominent figure in Zhonghai City, you should be aware, I presu."
Mr. Han scoffed, "Are you implying you can bring out so important figure? Hmph, in Zhonghai City, besides a very few individuals, there aren’t many I fear!"
Although he said that, Mr. Han still followed Leng Qingxuan’s gesture and looked over, upon which he saw Xiao Zheng. A look of confusion appeared in his eyes; he felt this man looked sowhat familiar.
Suddenly!
A bolt of thunder flashed in his mind, and Mr. Han, as if struck by lightning, froze in place, staring at Xiao Zheng in shock, "You... You are... Brother Xiao!?"
Xiao Zheng lifted a glass of wine, smiling serenely and taking a sip. He did not bother to answer Mr. Han’s question, deeming the man not worthy of his response.
Leng Qingxuan chuckled at the side, "Uncle Han has sharp eyes indeed. This is the forr Master of Tianji Sect. He has now returned to Zhonghai. Surely you’ve heard of the news, Uncle Han."
At this point, Han Shirong sneered, "What Tianji Sect? Hmph, dare to ss with the Han Group, even if he is from the Heavenly Dao Sect, he’ll still be dood!"
"Shut your mouth!"
Upon hearing this, Mr. Han was startled and without a second thought, turned back and slapped Han Shirong hard across the face, then knelt down before Xiao Zheng with a thud.
"Brother Xiao."
Mr. Han called out respectfully.
"Dad... what are you..." Han Shirong was completely stunned, seeing his strongest support, his father, now kneeling before his enemy!
Han Shirong couldn’t accept this, shouting, "Dad, what are you doing? Are we, the Han Group, afraid of anyone? Stand up, if we must, we’ll fight it out to the death!"
Outside the private room, Minister Liu and others witnessing this scene were all shocked, horrified. They could never have imagined that Mr. Han would kneel before Xiao Zheng, even calling him "Brother Xiao."
Who exactly was this Xiao Zheng?
Thinking this, everyone felt even more regretful, feeling that mocking Xiao Zheng at the dining table had been the most foolish act.
Xiao Zheng was the true big shot!
Minister Liu was nothing in front of Xiao Zheng, not even worth a fart!
At that mont, Mr. Han heard Han Shirong ranting and his whole body shuddered with fear.
He knew the terrifying nature of Xiao Zheng!
If he truly enraged this man, then the entire Han Family would be destroyed. With just one word from him, not a single person would survive.
Without a second thought, Mr. Han turned back and shouted at Han Shirong, "Shut your mouth!"
His tone and expression were extrely stern.
Han Shirong had never seen such severity in his father’s face. Startled, he no longer dared to speak rashly.
At this ti, Mr. Han kneeled on the ground and said to Xiao Zheng, "It’s my failure in teaching that allowed this unfilial son to offend Brother Xiao. I will certainly discipline him harshly. He’s always running around, so let’s break his leg! What do you think about that, Brother Xiao?"
After speaking, Mr. Han looked at Xiao Zheng with pleading eyes. If Xiao Zheng didn’t agree to his suggestion, it wouldn’t be as simple as just breaking a leg—the entire Han Group might be destroyed!
Mr. Han knew that although Xiao Zheng was no longer the Sect Leader of Tianji Sect, the power he held in his hands was more than enough to obliterate the Han Group.
Xiao Zheng smiled faintly, his gaze sharp as he glanced at him and laughed, "That’s a good idea. Let’s go with that."
Everyone hearing this dialogue took a sharp breath of cold air. To appease Xiao Zheng’s anger, Mr. Han was actually willing to personally break his own son’s leg!
It was at this point that they truly realized how terrifying Xiao Zheng was.
Hearing these words, Han Shirong was utterly overco with fear, so scared that he fell to the ground. With tears and snot streaming down his face, he propped himself up with his hands and kept retreating, murmuring in terror, "No... please no..."
Mr. Han, by this ti, had stood up and taken a thick iron rod from his bodyguard, walking up to Han Shirong. A flash of ruthless determination went through his eyes as he raised the iron rod high overhead.
"My son, don’t bla for being heartless. If you bla anyone, bla yourself for being blind!"
Having said that, Mr. Han swung the iron rod fiercely down.
As the rod struck down on Han Shirong’s leg, it made Mr. Han’s heart bleed.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, the iron rod fell, landing on Han Shirong’s thigh. Then, with a crack, Han Shirong’s thigh was directly broken, and he let out another piercing scream.
"Ah!!! My leg! My leg!!!"
Han Shirong rolled on the ground clutching his leg, screaming in agony.
Observers witnessing this scene felt a chill run through their bodies.
(Brothers, I’m burning the midnight oil to update this Chapter, rember to vote! I’ll keep trying hard!)
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