THUD, THUD, THUD.

Mu Qiuyue staggered a few steps, her face swollen and red, her hair disheveled—gone was any trace of her previous arrogance. The searing pain on her face felt like it was boring straight into her skull.

It took her a long moment to come to her senses, after which she lifted her bloodshot eyes and glared at Chen Yang with deadly intent.

"You damn bastard! How dare you lay a hand on my daughter?" Qiao Yun, who had just scrambled up from the ground, was instantly infuriated. First he attacks me, and now he publicly slaps my daughter? Hah… What an arrogant, clueless mongrel!

"You—you've caused a huge disaster!" Qiao Yun charged forward a few steps, pointing at Chen Yang and bellowing, "I command you to kneel immediately!"

"Still deluded enough to be giving orders at a time like this?" Chen Yang shook his head helplessly. Do these so-called great families really think a little power lets them look down on the rest of the world? Such frogs in a well.

"I'll say it one last time, or else—"

SLAP.

With a flick of his wrist, Chen Yang sent a slap across the air that knocked Mu Qiuyue to the ground. Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth as her entire body trembled.

"Cough, cough."

Mu Qiuyue's vision went black as the agonizing pain from her face instantly spread to every corner of her body. In her twenty-odd years of life, when has she, Mu Qiuyue, ever been treated like this? Slapped in public? Hah…

"You're finished! Not just you—everyone who was with you earlier will die today!" Mu Qiuyue struggled to get up, her body wobbling. Grasping a nearby table to steady herself, she fixed her venomous gaze on Chen Yang and hissed.

"So ill-mannered." Chen Yang slowly walked toward Mu Qiuyue, his eyes narrowed. "In the eyes of your Mu Family, is everyone else subhuman? Just worthless trash?

"The Pill Dragon King made it very clear. We were already here yesterday, yet the moment you arrive, you try to drive people away and take things by force?"

"That's right! Compared to the members of my Mu Family, you and everyone else are less than trash! You're nothing but disgusting maggots!" The two slaps seemed to have knocked all reason from Mu Qiuyue's head. She bared her teeth in a sneer. "Still trying to reason with me? Why don't you take a look at what kind of thing you are?"

"You're right." Chen Yang nodded in deep agreement. "With some people, there's really no point in talking. Otherwise, what are fists for?"

He reached out his fingers and pressed down through the air.

BOOM!

Mu Qiuyue was forced to her knees. Blood seeped from her shattered kneecaps as her entire body trembled violently.

"If you're not convinced, feel free to call for help. I'd actually like to see what kind of person could raise a descendant as arrogant and domineering as you." Chen Yang pulled over a chair and sat down with blatant disregard for his surroundings.

Mu Qiuyue was speechless. He's courting death!

Growing up, Mu Qiuyue had met plenty of arrogant people, but she had never seen anyone like him. He hit her, yet instead of running, he was telling her to call for help? Her father might be bedridden, but her grandfather was still around!

At the thought of her grandfather's imposing authority and his ruthless, decisive methods, Mu Qiuyue couldn't help but grin ferociously.

"You've got balls!" Mu Qiuyue spat a mouthful of blood and sneered, "I'd like to see whether you're still so tough when my grandfather gets here."

Standing by the door, Qiao Yun had already made the call.

"What is it?"

"Your granddaughter… and I… we've been beaten!" Qiao Yun's lips trembled. "The guy even had the gall to say he wants to meet you and ask how you raised your family!"

"We're at that old bastard Pill Dragon King's clinic."

"Wait for me."

The voice on the other end was curt and decisive, hanging up immediately.

"You damn dog! For humiliating me like this, I'll have you flayed and deboned! If I don't, I'll renounce the Mu name!" Mu Qiuyue threatened, wiping blood from the corner of her mouth as she glared at Chen Yang.

Chen Yang couldn't be bothered to respond. He simply sat back comfortably in the chair and lit another cigarette. Suddenly, a loud shout shattered the dead silence in the room.

"Boss!"

A young man carrying a longsword strode into the clinic and walked directly toward Chen Yang. He paused, frowning at the sight of blood on the floor, then shot Mu Qiuyue a cold look.

"Are you causing trouble for my boss?" the young man demanded.

Mu Qiuyue was slightly surprised by the newcomer but not particularly concerned. She said coldly, "So that's it. No wonder a dog like you had so much nerve. You have Su Ling backing you up."

"However," Mu Qiuyue added ominously, "a mere Su Ling is nothing the Mu Family can't handle. There's no escaping your fate today."

Su Ling didn't come from a particularly powerful family; his influence came purely from his grandfather, Su Yan, who oversaw the Discipline Inspection Team. For the Martial Department, the Discipline Inspection Team was a terrifying entity. In the secular world, however, its influence wasn't that significant. Furthermore, given the special nature of the position and Su Yan's incorruptible character, he would never interfere in the squabbles of the younger generation. Because of all this, very few of the great families took Su Ling seriously.

With Su Ling's unexpected arrival, Mu Qiuyue naturally assumed this young master of the Su Family was the source of Chen Yang's courage to strike her. Too bad for him…

Her expression grew more ferocious. "If I don't kill a few people today, everyone will think my Mu Family is a pushover they can walk all over! Su Ling, take my advice and stay out of this."

Leaning on his longsword, Su Ling stared at the woman who was teetering on the edge of madness and grinned. "Mu Qiuyue, I think you've misunderstood. How could a nobody like me possibly have the clout to be his backer?"

"Tch!" Mu Qiuyue scoffed. "He's just a worthless bug. You expect me to believe he's some big shot?"

"He is the Nine Gates Admiral, the Zhennan Prince."

Su Ling's words, delivered with a faint smile, landed like a psychological bomb. Mu Qiuyue's eyes bulged as if she'd seen a ghost.

"Th-that's impossible!" Mu Qiuyue stammered, terrified and incredulous.

"He may have retired, but he's still not someone your Mu Family can afford to provoke." Su Ling clicked his tongue and said with unconcealed glee, "Mu Qiuyue, you are in deep trouble."

Mu Qiuyue was rendered speechless. How… How could this be possible?!

Su Ling paid Mu Qiuyue no more mind, dragging his longsword as he walked over to Chen Yang. "Boss," he said cheerfully, "I still need to apologize for that matter with the bitch, Jiang Ying."

"She's dead. There's no need to speak of it again." Chen Yang waved his hand dismissively. Noticing Su Ling was injured, he asked, "Did you get into a fight?"

"No, no!" Su Ling denied quickly, but his subconscious glance toward the entrance gave him away. He forced a wry smile. "I slipped. Just me being clumsy."

Witnessing this exchange, Mu Qiuyue's heart seized. Her already chaotic thoughts felt like they were about to explode. That was Su Ling, a man who never bowed his head to anyone, yet he was acting so deferential right now? Could it be… he really is the Nine Gates Admiral, the Zhennan Prince? She stared intently at Chen Yang.

PFFT!

The psychological shock was too much. Mu Qiuyue coughed up a mouthful of blood and fainted.

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