He knew he was a mber of the Golden Summit Yang Family. Not only did he strike him, but he also threatened his grandfather over the phone! In his thirty-plus years, Yang Jin had never encountered such an arrogant madman.
Kill ? He actually dares!
Taking two deep breaths, Yang Jin's eyes narrowed as he glared at Chen Yang. "I don't care who you are," he sneered. "If you touch again, my Golden Summit Yang Family will make you pay!"
For years, he had always been the one beating and killing others, forcing them to kneel at his feet. But today...
Heh... you damned bastard…
BOOM!
Before Yang Jin could finish his threat, a re flick of Chen Yang's hand sent him flying several ters. He didn't stop until he crashed into a pillar. He landed heavily on the ground, a crumpled heap.
This…
A chill shot through Yang Jin's heart. He was horrified, bewildered, and utterly disbelieving. I'm a top-tier Twelfth Grade Fist Master, yet in front of him, I have no power to fight back? I'm like a child, only able to take a beating? Crucially, he looks even younger than . How can soone so young possess such strength? How is that possible?! Across the entire Holy Sea, I am one of the most outstanding young talents, a man who dominates his generation and forces his peers to bow their heads. But now… before him… I'm like a dog?
The stark contrast shattered Yang Jin's spirit. It was unacceptable!
TAP, TAP, TAP.
In the desolate night, only Chen Yang's slow footsteps echoed. The sound was soft, yet each step landed like a clap of thunder in Yang Jin's mind, a deafening blast that made his eardrums ache.
"You—you can't kill !" Yang Jin struggled, pushing himself backward with his hands on the ground. He scread like a man possessed, "My Golden Summit Yang Family dominates the Holy Sea and commands eighty thousand Personal Guards! If you stop now, I can forget what happened. But if you dare to make another move, ask yourself if you can withstand eighty thousand Personal Guards!"
It was a raw threat. At this point, it was the only card he had left to play. The Golden Summit Yang Family, combined with eighty thousand Personal Guards—who could possibly stand against that?
Chen Yang exhaled a puff of smoke and flicked the ash from his cigarette. "A re eighty thousand? Even if you had eight hundred thousand, they would be nothing but pushovers before my Hanyun Valley Martial Guards."
At the Battle of Hundred Flowers Valley, I led eight hundred thousand n against one million two hundred thousand elite Barbarians. The result? The Barbarians were so terrified they broke and fled. Less than six hundred thousand made it back alive. If a million elite Barbarians fared so poorly, what do eighty thousand Personal Guards matter? Frankly, deigning to look at them would be a complint they don't deserve.
Chen Yang's words carried terrifying implications.
Hanyun Valley Martial Guards... The Nine Gates Admiral, the Zhennan Prince? Yang Jin had heard rumors that the Zhennan Prince was on Qiyun Road before he arrived. So...
BUZZ!
In an instant, it felt as if a current of electricity had shot through Yang Jin's body. A paralyzing chill spread through him, and his eyes bulged as he stared at Chen Yang. "You… you are…"
He opened his mouth, but his throat was tight. An icy chill ran down his spine as cold sweat drenched his entire body.
"When I'm finished here on Qiyun Road, I'll pay your Yang Family a visit," Chen Yang said nonchalantly.
Yang Jin shuddered, utterly terrified. "I... I..."
He stamred in a panic, but before he could finish, Chen Yang pressed a hand down.
BANG!
Chen Yang was a man of his word; he wasn't going to grant him a simple death.
"AHHHHH!"
Yang Jin's body went ramrod straight. A bloodcurdling scream tore from his throat as his face twisted into an unrecognizable mask of agony.
"You... you'll die a horrible death!" Yang Jin's last shred of sanity evaporated.
"Chen… Chen Yang?"
Having gotten permission from Qin Lie to leave, Qin Qiu rushed out of the banquet hall. She had been praying she wouldn't run into Yang Jin, only to suddenly see a familiar figure—the very person she longed for day and night. She froze on the spot.
When she saw Yang Jin's state, she instantly understood what had happened. Her eyes began to mist over, and the pent-up sense of injustice she felt surged within her. "You… how did you get here?"
"I missed you," Chen Yang smiled. "So I ca."
Qin Qiu rushed forward and threw herself into Chen Yang's arms. The tears she had been holding back finally stread down her face.
Chen Yang patted her on the back. "It's alright now, honey," he comforted her.
"Mmm-hmm," Qin Qiu nodded emphatically.
"I'm taking you ho now." Chen Yang stroked Qin Qiu's head, a cold glint in his eyes.
At this point, it's clear Qin Gang can't reintegrate into the Qin Family by himself. There's no reason to stay here any longer. I'll take over from here. He had truly wronged Qin Qiu during this ti, and a pang of self-reproach struck him.
"But... my sister, my grandfather, and my mother are all locked up in different places," Qin Qiu said, looking at him with worry. "If I leave, what will happen to them?" The Qin Family had deliberately separated them to prevent any trouble.
"Don't worry. I'm getting all of them out today," Chen Yang said with a smile.
Qin Qiu was speechless. He's a Sixth Grade Martial General, but the Qin Clan's Royal Family has two Eighth Rank Military Generals, not to ntion their other experts. It doesn't take a genius to realize he can't possibly handle them all. How could she not be worried?
Chen Yang gently tapped her nose. "Honey, I'm a lot stronger than you think."
"No matter what, I don't want to be separated from you ever again," Qin Qiu said resolutely.
"I promise," he replied.
After saying that, Chen Yang walked over to Yang Jin and kicked him.
BOOM!
Yang Jin's body flew through the air, crashing into the center of the banquet hall. Tables and chairs went flying.
Everyone in the hall was instantly shocked. Their hearts pounded when they realized a person had just been sent flying in.
"Is... is that Young Master Yang Jin?"
Qin Lie: "..."
Qin Zhuo: "..."
Everyone: "..."
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