Song Zhenhui was completely dumbfounded.
What exactly was going on?
After Wang Er, another top-tier young master from the Magic City had called him.
And just like the Wang family, the Cai family was also a top-tier wealthy merchant family ranking at the forefront domestically, someone their Song family absolutely could not afford to provoke.
Not only that, but in the ten minutes after Cai Cheng hung up, his phone's ringtone hadn't stopped ringing.
The Wu family, the richest in Dong Province, the Fan family of Shu Province, the Fang family of E Province... every single one of them seemed to have eaten gunpowder. As soon as he answered the phone, he was bombarded with a torrent of abuse, and without even waiting for him to retort, they hung up directly.
Song Zhenhui was currently holding back a belly full of fire, but in his heart, there was more of a sense of astonishment and unease.
Because now, he also realized that the implications behind this matter were completely beyond his imagination.
Leaving aside the wealthiest families of the various provinces, just the Wang family and the Cai family alone were fully capable of crushing him to death.
"Who the hell did you offend?!"
He frowned deeply, looking at Zheng Yu beside him. "Do you know how pissed off I am right now?"
"Young Master Song... I-I... I don't know what their identities are either. At first, I thought they were just fans..."
Zheng Yu was also terrified. Although she didn't know who those people on Song Zhenhui's phone were or what they said, from the continuously changing expressions on his face, she could tell that this matter had probably blown up.
Just then, Song Zhenhui's phone rang again.
He was just about to lose his temper, but when he saw the caller ID, he immediately became docile. "Hello, Dad..."
The caller was none other than Song Jianpeng, the son-in-law of Elder Yuan Guohua.
"Fuck..."
On the other end of the line, Song Jianpeng seemed to have used a short dozen seconds to hurl every curse word he had learned in his life. "Who the fuck are you on the phone with? I've been trying to call you for twenty minutes and couldn't get through!"
"Dad, I-I..." Song Zhenhui's voice trembled.
Seeing him stammer, Song Jianpeng shouted coldly again, "Where are you right now? Are you with that Zheng Yu?"
"Yes..."
"Get your ass back here right now!"
Song Jianpeng yelled, "Are you trying to get our Song family killed? She offended Young Master Qin, and you still dare to stand up for her, huh?"
"Young Master Qin?"
Song Zhenhui was stunned.
Who was this Young Master Qin?
Didn't Zheng Yu offend a few girls?
Right, she had just mentioned that those girls were accompanied by a young man.
Could this young man be Young Master Qin?
And Wang Er and the others calling him continuously... was all of this because of this Young Master Qin?
How was that possible?
Just a young man.
How could he have such immense power?
What kind of reason could make top-tier young masters like Wang Er and Cai Cheng care so much about this Young Master Qin, or even respect him!
"Dad, who exactly is this Young Master Qin?" Song Zhenhui couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart and asked.
"You don't need to know who he is, and you have no right to know. All you need to know is that he is an existence our Song family absolutely cannot afford to offend under any circumstances. With a single word, Young Master Qin can make our Song family disappear!"
"Do you understand?!"
Hearing his father's words, Song Zhenhui was truly terrified.
After all, their Song family was the richest in Hang Province. Even if top-tier wealthy families like the Wangs joined forces, the most they could do was suppress them.
But the word 'disappear' carried a meaning that was enough to make Song Zhenhui's scalp tingle with fear.
"I understand, Dad. I-I... I'll leave right now!"
After hurriedly hanging up the phone, Song Zhenhui quickly stood up.
"Young Master Song, I-I... then what about me?"
Zheng Yu panicked. Although she couldn't hear what was said on the phone, seeing Song Zhenhui's current demeanor, it was obvious he didn't plan on caring whether she lived or died.
Slap!
Song Zhenhui backhanded her across the face and snorted coldly, "You have the nerve to ask me what to do?"
"You almost got me killed too! How many times have I told you before?"
"Keep a low profile! Do you understand what keeping a low profile means?"
"Now look what you've done. You offended someone you shouldn't have. Just wait for death, I can't help you!"
After saying that, without caring about Zheng Yu's reaction, Song Zhenhui strode out of the room.
And just as he was about to take the elevator downstairs, he noticed a few girls waiting in front of the elevator doors.
Among these girls, there was also a young man.
Song Zhenhui's heart skipped a beat.
Could this be Young Master Qin?
And the ones Zheng Yu had offended were probably the girls beside him, right?
Soon, the elevator arrived.
Qin Ning led Qin Fei and the others inside.
Song Zhenhui gritted his teeth and eventually braced himself to follow them in.
The group merely cast a curious glance at him but didn't pay much attention.
Right then, Song Zhenhui was the first to speak. "Young... Young Master Qin?"
Qin Ning slightly raised his eyes and looked at him. "You know me?"
"No, no... I don't, but I have long heard of Young Master Qin's great name."
With an expression as if he were about to cry, he continued, "Hello, Young Master Qin. My name is Song Zhenhui, and my father is Song Jianpeng..."
"Oh, so you're the son of Elder Yuan's son-in-law, Song Jianpeng," Qin Ning said, slightly taken aback.
Qin Fei spoke up at this moment. "I just had someone look into it. You must be Zheng Yu's biggest backer, right?"
Hearing this, Song Zhenhui wiped a handful of cold sweat from his forehead and braced himself to say, "Yes... no, no, no... I used to be... but not anymore. I just severed all ties with her!"
"This kind of inferior celebrity, acting one way in public and another in private, it's a good thing she ran into us today," Jiang Yanran chuckled.
Song Zhenhui didn't dare to retort in the slightest. After a few seconds of silence, he couldn't help but speak up, "Young Master Qin, to express my apologies, I-I... I would like to treat you to a meal and apologize sincerely in person. I wonder if I might have the honor..."
Qin Ning looked him up and down, then his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had discovered something.
They were heading downstairs right now precisely to eat.
The elevator stopped on the third floor of the hotel. After stepping out, Qin Ning glanced back at Song Zhenhui, who was still standing foolishly inside, and said indifferently, "Come with me."
"Yes, yes! Understood, Young Master Qin!"
Song Zhenhui, who had originally thought Qin Ning wouldn't bother paying attention to him, instantly revealed a look of wild joy upon hearing this.
To this day, he still didn't know what kind of background and identity Qin Ning actually possessed.
But what was certain was that it must be astonishingly massive.
If he could cling to this person's thigh, it would be a monumental stroke of luck for himself, and even for the entire Song family!
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ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
