He Buwei flew into a rage. A filthy security guard actually dared to demand that he kneel and apologize to a stinking beggar. Who gave him the audacity to say such a thing?

"You worthless security guard, are you fucking looking for death?" He Buwei roared.

As soon as he spoke, the rich young masters standing behind him began to clamor.

"Exactly! Just some trash security guard, and he dares to make Young Master He kneel? I think you're fucking tired of living!"

"Young Master He, if you ask me, just kill him. Your family is backed by the Shao Family now, so a mere security guard ain't worth a damn!"

"..."

Listening to the chatter from the rich playboys behind him, He Buwei shot Pei Donglai a disdainful look. "You worthless security guard, did you fucking hear me? If you know what's good for you, apologize to me right now!"

Pei Donglai's eyes instantly turned piercingly sharp, like a bolt of lightning shooting toward He Buwei, or like a knife scraping across his face.

He Buwei shuddered. What a terrifying gaze. He was so frightened he unconsciously took half a step back.

Pei Donglai noticed and snorted coldly. "A maggot like you dares to act so insolently before our captain? If you kneel and apologize right now, we can let this go. Otherwise, I will beat you until you're on your knees begging for mercy!"

At these words, He Buwei erupted in fury. Although Pei Donglai's gaze was indeed intimidating, He Buwei wasn't one to be easily scared.

"You worthless security guard, you fucking try laying a single finger on me!"

SLAP!

Pei Donglai sent a resounding slap across his face. The colossal force was like a ten-thousand-pound hammer, smashing violently into He Buwei's cheek. He was knocked to his knees on the spot. His head buzzed, and he was left completely dumbfounded.

"Apologize!" Pei Donglai bellowed, his voice exploding like thunder in He Buwei's ears.

The roar shattered He Buwei's daze, and he became utterly enraged.

"Apologize to your fucking mother!"

As he spoke, He Buwei tried to stand, but Pei Donglai gave him no such chance. Without another word, he slapped him again, even harder than before.

Frankly, if Lin Xiao hadn't told him not to kill the man, Pei Donglai would have dared to end him with a single slap. He certainly wouldn't have tolerated such insolence. One shouldn't assume Pei Donglai lacked the guts; this was a man who had fought his way through armies of thousands. It was only after being severely injured, discharged from the military, and repeatedly beaten down by life that his sharp edge had been dulled. Otherwise, he wouldn't have even needed to lift a hand. A single glare would have been enough to make a pampered scion like He Buwei piss his pants in terror.

He Buwei was completely dumbfounded, his mind a total blank. He couldn't believe it, even in his wildest dreams. To be hit by a worthless security guard…

It wasn't just him; the rich young masters standing behind him were utterly shocked.

Just then, one of them suddenly shouted, "Fuck! You dare hit Young Master He? You two are fucking dead! I'm calling his family right now!" With that, he pulled out his phone and started dialing.

Pei Donglai moved to intervene, but Lin Xiao stopped him.

"Let him call," Lin Xiao said indifferently.

In his eyes, the He Family was less than nothing. Besides, he had already taught them a lesson at noon today. He didn't mind doing it again.

Soon, the call connected, and the young master could be heard whining pitifully, "Second Uncle, Young Master He was beaten by some trash security guard at the entrance of Su Qingning's bar! They were so arrogant, claiming the He Family is worthless! You have to hurry over!"

This piece of trash certainly knew how to exaggerate.

"What? You're nearby? Okay, then hurry! Young Master He is in pretty bad shape!"

It was unclear what the person on the other end said, but the young master shot Lin Xiao and Pei Donglai a smug, superior look before hanging up. He walked straight over to He Buwei and helped the stunned man to his feet.

"Young Master He, your Second Uncle will be here soon. When he arrives, these pieces of trash will have to kneel and beg for mercy!"

He Buwei clutched his burning face, his eyes blazing with fury as he glared at Lin Xiao and Pei Donglai. "Motherfuckers! Just wait until my Second Uncle gets here! I'm going to make you two pieces of trash kneel and kowtow to me! If I don't see you two dead today, I'll renounce my own name!"

Lin Xiao sneered. "Is that so? I hope you still have the same courage to speak to me like this in a little while."

"Damn right I will! Who the hell do you think you are?"

"Exactly! Just a stinking beggar putting on an act. You'll be crying your eyes out soon enough!" the one who made the call chimed in.

"Very well. I'll remember this. Congratulations, you've just doomed your family to utter destruction," Lin Xiao said expressionlessly.

PFFT.

The young man burst out laughing. "You stinking beggar, who the fuck do you think you are? You're going to destroy my family? Let me tell you something. My name is Li Yong, from the Li Family—a third-tier family in Jinling City! Go on, give it your best shot!"

"Don't be impatient. Your time to kneel and beg for mercy will come."

"Shit, you really are addicted to acting tough!" Li Yong said with disdain.

Lin Xiao couldn't be bothered to waste another word on them. If these spoiled brats weren't so far beneath him, he would never have allowed them to run their mouths here. He would have smashed their heads in long ago.

After all, when he came down the mountain, his Great Master had repeatedly warned him, "Young Master, you have a kind heart. If anyone dares to bully you after you descend, just kill them. By all means, do not suffer in silence!" Lin Xiao remembered those words well.

As the standoff continued, a middle-aged man rushed over.

Upon seeing him, the corners of Lin Xiao's mouth lifted into a slight smile. The newcomer was none other than He Yonghong. In fact, Lin Xiao had already deduced from the brats' chatter that He Buwei's so-called "Second Uncle" was him.

When He Buwei saw He Yonghong, he reacted as if he had found a long-lost relative, throwing himself before the man.

"Second Uncle, you have to stand up for me! These pieces of trash are too arrogant! They dared to hit me!" He Buwei cried out grievously.

He Yonghong's voice was grim. "What happened?"

Before He Buwei could speak, the rich kids behind him erupted, all talking over each other.

"These two pieces of trash wouldn't let us into the bar! We got angry and argued with them, and they just started hitting people!"

"Second Uncle, they were brutal! Look at Young Master He's face, it's completely swollen!"

"Second Uncle, you have to get justice for us!"

He Yonghong looked at He Buwei and saw that his cheek was indeed swollen. His rage flared instantly. Although He Buwei wasn't the sole heir of the He Family, his older brother was a fool, so all of the family's hopes rested on his shoulders. Within the He Family, he was a little king. No one would dare hit him; they wouldn't even speak harshly to him. And now he'd been beaten. This was unacceptable!

"Buwei, who hit you?" He Yonghong asked, his voice chilling.

He Buwei pointed at Lin Xiao and Pei Donglai and roared, "It was these two pieces of trash!"

He Yonghong's gaze followed his finger.

The next second, his expression changed drastically.

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