"So what?"
Jiang Xinghai gave a half-smile, his gaze fixed on Cheng Jiahao. "I don't care what kind of clan your Cheng Family is. But you'd better take your shifty little eyes off Lingxue and Yanyun, and then get the hell out!"
"What did you just say?!" Cheng Jiahao's eyes narrowed. He thought he must have misheard.
Xue Li, who had been holding his arm the whole ti, stared at Jiang Xinghai, dumbfounded. She subconsciously glanced at Shen Lingxue and Su Yanyun. "You... you said my boyfriend has little eyes... and told him to get the hell out?"
"That's right. I said it." Jiang Xinghai stood with his hands clasped behind his back.
Shen Lingxue and Su Yanyun stood on either side of Jiang Xinghai, their arms crossed over their chests.
They had, of course, noticed the lecherous look in Cheng Jiahao's eyes.
"Jiang Xinghai, is it? You're asking for a beating!"
Cheng Jiahao's face contorted with sudden rage, and he swung a fist at Jiang Xinghai.
As a Ninth-Grade Martial Artist, he was suprely confident he could kill Jiang Xinghai with a single punch.
"Get lost!"
However, Jiang Xinghai simply lifted his leg and kicked the approaching Cheng Jiahao straight out the door.
"You... you... you..."
Xue Li stood frozen in place, utterly stunned. It took her a long mont to process what had happened before she dashed out the door.
"Brother Hao!"
Xue Li saw Cheng Jiahao lying motionless in the middle of the road, and all the color drained from her face in terror.
Her legs began to feel weak, but she still stumbled over to him. "Jiahao, Jiahao, wake up..."
"PFFT..."
Cheng Jiahao opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of dark red blood. "Bastard... I won't let that bastard go... Ouch, my stomach... PFFT..."
At this point, a piercing pain shot through his abdon. Every word he spoke was followed by a spray of blood.
It was obvious that Jiang Xinghai's single kick had shifted the organs in Cheng Jiahao's abdon.
「anwhile.」
Inside First-grade Pavilion.
Su Yanyun couldn't help but swallow nervously. "Xinghai, the Cheng Family... they're on the verge of becoming one of the Four Great Martial Arts Clans..."
"Even if he were from one of the Four Great Martial Arts Clans, he would have t the sa fate." Jiang Xinghai's gaze was icy. "He never should have looked at you and Lingxue with such lust. Not killing him was being rciful."
With that said, he took Shen Lingxue by the hand and strode toward the elevator.
Su Yanyun followed close behind.
Only after the three of them had entered the elevator did the first-floor lobby erupt in chatter.
"That young man just now was so arrogant!"
"That's youthful vigor for you!"
"I like this kid's style. He's a badass, a real badass!"
"But he picked a fight with the wrong person. The Cheng Family is a behemoth in Jizhou."
"I heard that after the Song Family, one of the Four Great Martial Arts Clans, left Jizhou, the Cheng Family has been preparing to elevate their status to a First-class Clan."
"That's right, I've heard that too."
"But it was a bad coincidence. After the Song Family left, the Yu Family, who were also one of the great clans, were completely wiped out in a fire. The Cheng Family canceled their plans, afraid they'd be suspected of pulling strings behind the scenes."
"And what's more, just two days ago, the Wang Family, another Martial Arts Clan, was also wiped out in a fire."
"Could it be that the Cheng Family can't sit still any longer?"
Just as the crowd in the first-floor lobby was buzzing with discussion, Xue Li stumbled in, supporting a blood-soaked Cheng Jiahao.
"Qu Xiangrui, get out here!" Cheng Jiahao roared the mont he entered.
Then he couldn't stop himself from violently spitting up several more mouthfuls of blood.
"Young Master Cheng, what can I do for you?"
A square-faced man in his forties, dressed in a suit, walked over unhurriedly. It was Qu Xiangrui, the owner of First-grade Pavilion.
"I'm ordering you! Tie up that man and two won and bring them to ! Now!"
Cheng Jiahao swallowed a few mouthfuls of his own blood and pointed a finger at Qu Xiangrui. "Otherwise, you know my Cheng Family has the power to tear this First-grade Pavilion of yours to the ground!"
"Young Master Cheng, I'll just assu you're drunk. You should leave at once."
However, faced with Cheng Jiahao's threat, Qu Xiangrui simply clasped his hands behind his back and shook his head decisively. "Disappear from my restaurant within three seconds. Otherwise, I don't mind personally seeing you out."
"You!"
A look of horror appeared in Cheng Jiahao's eyes.
He never imagined that Qu Xiangrui would be unafraid of his Cheng Family's threats, and even have the audacity to threaten him back so brazenly!
He wanted to retort, but he couldn't. 'The man before is a powerful Martial Arts expert.'
"Brother Hao, let's go."
Xue Li, who had been scared witless long ago, didn't dare to linger any longer. She dragged Cheng Jiahao out of First-grade Pavilion.
"AHHH!!!"
Outside First-grade Pavilion, Cheng Jiahao tilted his head back and let out a roar of frustration.
"PFFT, PFFT, PFFT, PFFT..."
But with his internal organs displaced and his injuries severe, he once again spewed blood violently before his vision went black and he passed out.
Inside First-grade Pavilion.
Qu Xiangrui walked toward the elevator, his expression profound.
He didn't know Jiang Xinghai, nor did he have any intention of making an enemy of Cheng Jiahao.
But he would absolutely not tolerate Cheng Jiahao threatening him by na.
Now, he had to go and et Jiang Xinghai, the instigator of this whole disaster.
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