The moment Ye Fengwu stood up, the entire hotel suddenly became exceptionally quiet, because Ye Fengwu's gaze was too terrifying.
Not only was it icy and creepy, but a trace of blood red could also be vaguely seen, as if it were a starving wolf about to go mad.
Qin Shou's face was filled with fear, but relying on more than a dozen security guards around him, he scolded Ye Fengwu: "What kind of hooligan are you, looking so poor and shabby. Do you think the likes of poor wretches like you can attend my grandfather's birthday banquet?"
Ye Fengwu was indeed dressed ordinarily, wearing a set of desert camouflage without any insignia, and a pair of old military boots on his feet. His attire was just like a migrant worker at a construction site.
"You...actually...dared to...get violent with them, mother and daughter?" A voice as low as a fierce beast's growl came from Ye Fengwu's throat. At this moment, the intent to kill in his heart was completely revealed.
As a warrior king with illustrious military exploits, he had gone through countless life-and-death situations during missions, and had killed so many people that they could form a reinforced battalion.
But he had never lost control of his intent to kill like this before.
"Damn it, what's wrong with getting violent, who the hell do you think you are, a hooligan, to interfere in the Qin family's business? Get the hell out of here before I get angry, otherwise I'll make you leave lying down." Qin Shou mocked and then directly reached out towards Qin Qinghan's Jingsi.
Slap!
A soft sound, and Qin Shou's arm instantly stopped in mid-air, and even his whole face was suddenly in pain.
At this moment, Ye Fengwu's big hand was clamped around Qin Shou's arm like an iron clamp, and the sound of bones being compressed could be clearly heard.
"Damn you..." Qin Shou was furious, and immediately cursed loudly. But as soon as his voice came out, he only felt a fierce gale blowing towards him.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, Ye Fengwu slapped Qin Shou in the cheek.
The force of this slap was so great that the entire spacious hotel could be heard clearly.
With just one blow, Qin Shou's 180-pound body slammed heavily to the ground, landing face down.
Puff!
Blood splattered all over the floor, and the sound of a broken nose could be clearly heard.
Qin Shou didn't even have time to scream before he passed out.
This extremely violent scene instantly stunned everyone in the hotel. None of the dozen or so security guards could react in time, because Ye Fengwu struck too fast, and even more ruthlessly.
Qin Qinghan was originally of a gentle disposition, and had never seen such a violent scene before. She was instantly shocked and her face turned pale.
She didn't know Ye Fengwu, but his rage seemed to be because Qin Shou had snatched Jingsi from him. Why would this stranger do this for them?
"Son..." Seeing his son beaten like that, Qin Fei's expression changed drastically. He angrily shouted at the dozen or so security guards, "What the hell are you still standing around for? Disable this bastard!"
Seeing his only grandson's unknown fate, Qin Guannan's old heart throbbed violently. In a low voice he said, "There's no need for any scruples, I'll take care of the consequences."
Hearing this, the surrounding guests were shocked, eyes and mouths wide open. This old Master Qin had always doted on this grandson, and seeing his grandson beaten so miserably must have completely enraged him.
From his tone, it seemed the old Master Qin didn't intend to let this sudden intruder leave alive!
Hearing this, the faces of the dozen or so security guards immediately became excited. Following the Qins, they were no strangers to beating people up, and they were also well-trained thugs.
Therefore, this arrogant fool who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth was probably not getting out of this alive.
"Brothers, beat him, beat him to death." The leading security guard swung a rubber baton first and rushed towards Ye Fengwu's head.
Whoosh!
Ye Fengwu's eyes were still cold and terrifying. Just as the security guard's rubber baton was about to land on his head, he finally moved.
Bang bang bang!
Every move was as swift as lightning, every punch and kick had the power of a lion pouncing on a rabbit.
In front of Ye Fengwu, the famous invincible Warrior King, the speed of these security guards was like slow motion despite their training.
Before these dozen or so guards could even get half a move in, Ye Fengwu had already unleashed five punches and six kicks.
Screams kept ringing as the dozen or so security guards scattered like rubber balls, each flying back more than ten meters, overturning six or seven dining tables.
With just one move on each person, not one of them could get up again.
Once again, the entire hotel instantly became deathly quiet. Everyone looked at Ye Fengwu as if looking at a monster. This guy...so violent, did he come here just to make trouble?
After instantly incapacitating more than a dozen trained security guards, Ye Fengwu was still composed, not even short of breath. He turned to Qin Guannan and Qin Fei, and said in a low voice, "Old bastard, you want to kill me?"
Being called an old bastard made Qin Guannan's old face twisted in anger, but he was very clear that this man was extremely violent, definitely not just some ordinary hooligan. At the moment, his grandson's fate was unknown, and if they kept quarreling, it would be hard for him to get out of this gracefully.
Then Qin Guannan said in a deep voice, "Today is my birthday, you beat my grandson and disrupted the happy occasion between the Qin and Zhang families. What exactly is your purpose?"
Ye Fengwu sneered, "A happy occasion? Forcibly separating a pitiful mother and daughter, arrogantly forcing your own granddaughter to marry someone, you call this a happy occasion? What right do you have to be their elder?"
Hearing Ye Fengwu mocking his father, Qin Fei was furious. Pointing at Ye Fengwu, he cursed, "Bastard, you think you're a big deal just because you're strong? You...hmm...it's you."
Qin Fei's expression suddenly changed to surprise, followed by a mocking smile flashing through his eyes.
Qin Fei's sudden strangeness immediately attracted a lot of eyes. Qin Guannan frowned, "Son, do you know this man?"
Qin Fei sneered, "Dad, this guy is a rapist. We were in the same cell for two days eight years ago. No wonder he looks so familiar. It makes sense, counting the time, this guy must have just gotten out of prison recently."
Eight years ago, Qin Fei had molested a female employee of his company and was sued. However, the Qin family had some influence in Haihua City, so Qin Fei only spent two days in detention before being released.
At that time, Ye Fengwu happened to be in the same cell, but the Ye Fengwu back then didn't even give a second look to such a small fry.
However, as soon as the words "rapist" came out, the looks around immediately became contemptuous and disgusted. After all, such scum should be spurned.
The most emotional was Qin Qinghan. Upon finding out that this suddenly appeared man was a rapist, Qin Qinghan's first reaction was disgust and hostility. Her life had been ruined by a rapist.
She hoped that the woman hurt by him did not have the same fate as her.
Immediately after, Qin Qinghan looked towards Jingsi standing behind Ye Fengwu. She didn't know where the strength came from, but she broke free of Yang Yu's embrace and rushed towards Jingsi.
She hugged Jingsi tightly, then warily ran to the side, keeping a safe distance from Ye Fengwu.
Ye Fengwu was also a little surprised. To think his identity would be revealed in front of Qin Qinghan and her mother. Damn it, how could he not see Qin Qinghan's disgust and wariness towards him?
Qin Guannan's expression was hesitant. Now that he knew this was a rapist, his death was only a matter of time.
So Qin Guannan stopped paying attention to Ye Fengwu, and instead looked at Qin Qinghan and said, "Qinghan, today is my big birthday, and also the day of your engagement. So engaged you will be, willing or not."
Qin Qinghan stubbornly said, "Grandfather, I'll say it again, I've already resigned myself to my fate. These past eight years I've been living as if in purgatory, the only thing sustaining me is Jingsi. If you make me abandon Jingsi, then I'd rather live destitute on the streets."
Hearing Qin Qinghan's words, the guilt in Ye Fengwu's eyes grew thicker. Perhaps he didn't love Qin Qinghan, but he felt indebted to her. This debt made him want to disregard everything to take care of her and compensate her.
"It's not up to you." Qin Guannan said with an icy face.
Zhang Ge also said: "Master Qin, my father would not agree to let a daughter of a murderer enter the Zhang family."
It was obvious that although Zhang Ge coveted Qin Qinghan, he could not possibly raise the daughter of a murderer.
Seeing this, Qin Guannan's face became even uglier. He pointed at Qin Qinghan and said, "Fine, since you don't want this great future, then you can just marry a murderer."
"Are you matchmaking for us?" Ye Fengwu suddenly interjected.
Hearing this, everyone was stunned, and Qin Qinghan's face was extremely disgusted.
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
