Co with .
Yang Jin was smiling, but his face held an icy chill that was utterly terrifying.
Nearby, Qin Zhuo remained silent, a smile playing on his lips as he simply watched.
Qin Qiu shook her head and turned to run back into her room.
SMACK.
Yang Jin seized Qin Qiu's hand and yanked it violently. "Still trying to run? For to take an interest in you is the greatest fortune your ancestors could have ever hoped for."
"You... let go of !" Qin Qiu's face was deathly pale as she struggled with all her might, her voice a cold, furious shout.
Yang Jin didn't even spare her a glance. He turned to Qin Zhuo and asked, "The welco banquet you ntioned, where is it?"
"It's in the Qin Family's banquet hall."
Qin Zhuo turned to the side and extended a hand in a gesture of invitation. "Mr. Yang, this way, please."
"Let's go!"
Yang Jin pulled Qin Qiu along, dragging her straight outside.
Having lost so much face at the Qin Family estate today, he decided he would bring Qin Qiu with him to the welco banquet in front of every last mber of the Qin Family. As for what they might think or whether Qin Lie would agree, he couldn't care less.
In short, nothing would change his mind!
「Banquet Hall.」
The senior mbers and core disciples of the Qin Family, all dressed in formal evening attire, were gathered in small groups, quietly awaiting the arrival of the guest of honor. No one dared to ntion the humiliation this guest of honor had suffered earlier in the day.
Qin Lie sat in the main seat, holding a glass of red wine, his expression unreadable. He had been out that afternoon, so he had only just heard about Yang Jin being humiliated by the Pill Dragon King.
He contemplated the Pill Dragon King's thods and felt a secret sense of relief. It was fortunate the perpetrator was the Pill Dragon King, soone even the Yang Family wouldn't dare to provoke. Had it been anyone else, it was likely the Patriarch of the Yang Family would have sought retribution, especially since the incident had occurred on Qin Family grounds.
"Mr. Yang has arrived!"
"Greetings, Mr. Yang."
As Yang Jin and Qin Zhuo entered, the crowd imdiately greeted them with enthusiasm. In an instant, Yang Jin beca the center of attention, like the moon surrounded by stars.
Hmm?
Seeing Yang Jin gripping Qin Qiu's arm, Qin Lie's brow furrowed instantly.
"Yang Jin, I greet you, Old King Qin," Yang Jin said, ignoring everyone else as he walked straight to Qin Lie. He then pointed at Qin Qiu. "Old King Qin, I've taken a fancy to this woman. She'll be mine for the next couple of days. You have no objections, right?"
His words dripped with arrogance. Everyone could sense that this young master of the Yang Family held no respect for Qin Lie. It sounded like a request, but it was rely an announcent.
Suddenly, the vast banquet hall fell silent.
What does he an, "she'll be his for the next couple of days"?!
Everyone in Qiyun Road knew that Old King Qin intended to use Qin Qiu for a marriage alliance. At such a critical juncture, this Mr. Yang wanted to claim Qin Qiu for himself. If word of this got out, would the Qin Clan Royal Family have any face left? This was going too far.
All eyes turned to Qin Lie, awaiting his response.
Qin Lie's eyes glinted, and he forced a smile. "Ah, Yang Jin, there's no need for you to worry about such things. I've already arranged for several young won as beautiful as fairies to entertain you."
The words were tactful, but the aning was clear: you can have any woman you want, except Qin Qiu.
"I an, I only want her!" Yang Jin said bluntly, having no patience for beating around the bush. "Old King Qin, you don't need to say anything more. Once I, Yang Jin, have made a decision, it cannot be changed."
"Yang Jin, you're going too far," Qin Lie said, his smile never faltering.
"So what?" Yang Jin t Qin Lie's gaze directly, the corner of his mouth curling up. "Before I left, my grandfather told that when I arrived in Qiyun Road, Qin Lie would surely treat well. It seems Old King Qin has changed. At least, you're not the man my grandfather thought you were."
With that, Yang Jin flung Qin Qiu's hand away. "I'm not an unreasonable person. If you're dead set against it, I'll just take my Yang Family's Personal Guards and leave."
Qin Lie was speechless.
So was everyone else.
Well now, he's going straight to threats?
Many people frowned. While the Yang Family was far superior to the Qin Family in many respects, Qin Lie's relationship with the Patriarch of the Yang Family was well-known. Was this young master truly acting wisely?
Qin Lie's expression darkened and shifted rapidly. He knew full well that Yang Jin was venting all the humiliation he had suffered earlier on the Qin Family. And given the young man's willful nature, he would likely do exactly as he threatened.
The Yang Family's Personal Guards were already mobilized. If they were to return empty-handed, his own loss of face would be a minor issue. His greatest fear was that this would create an irreparable rift between him and the Patriarch of the Yang Family.
RING RING RING.
Yang Jin's phone rang, shattering the heavy silence in the hall.
"I'll give you five minutes to consider."
With that, Yang Jin pulled out his phone as he walked toward the exit of the banquet hall.
BANG.
The wine glass in Qin Lie's hand shattered, turning into fine dust.
Utterly barbaric! He couldn't even imagine how his childhood friend could have raised such a descendant!
「anwhile.」
After receiving Qin Mo's call, Chen Yang entered the Qin estate, knocked out two Qin Family disciples, and made a beeline for the banquet hall.
Yang Jin. Dragging Qin Qiu away just like that? Heh...
Chen Yang's face was expressionless as he stared at his phone, scrolling through the profile on Yang Jin that Yang Hu had sent.
The Holy Sea Golden Summit Yang Family.
So it's you?
In front of the banquet hall, Chen Yang spotted Yang Jin on the phone. After comparing him to the photo on his screen, a frigid glint flashed in his deep eyes.
Yes, that's him.
"Grandfather, I know. Don't worry," Yang Jin was saying when he saw a young man walking directly toward him. He raised an eyebrow.
The path is this wide, is he looking for trouble?
"Are you Yang Jin?" Chen Yang asked, slowly rolling up his sleeves.
Yang Jin chuckled. From the looks of it, this guy wanted to fight him.
How strange! In this tiny Qiyun Road, it was bad enough that old codger, the Pill Dragon King, bullied . Now so random guy who popped up by the roadside wants to cause trouble too? If I don't kill a few people today, do they really think I, Yang Jin, am a pushover?
With that thought, he spoke into the phone, "Grandfather, hold on a second. I have to kill soone."
However, before he could finish, Chen Yang simply spread his five fingers and brought his palm down.
BOOM!
As if struck by lightning, Yang Jin collapsed to his knees on the steps.
"Was it you who dragged Qin Qiu away?" Chen Yang asked, his hands clasped behind his back, his eyes half-lidded as he stared down at the kneeling man.
Yang Jin coughed up mouthfuls of blood. He struggled to lift his pale face and stared back at Chen Yang, his bloodshot eyes filled not only with shock and disbelief but also with thick, venomous resentnt.
"Do... you... know who I am?!" Yang Jin demanded, spitting out each word.
Chen Yang ignored him. He picked up the phone, which was still on the active call, from the ground. "Patriarch of the Yang Family? This is a notification. I'm claiming Yang Jin's life. You're welco to co for revenge. I'll be waiting for you in Qiyun Road."
SNAP.
With that, Chen Yang tossed the phone aside.
His words left Yang Jin utterly stunned. "Who... who in the world are you?" he hissed sinisterly.
"I don't plan on letting you off so easily," Chen Yang said calmly, lighting a cigarette and taking a long drag.
"..."
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