"Who told you to sit down?"
This single sentence caused the expression on Liang Zhiyuan's face to stiffen, completely exposing the displeasure he had been trying to hide.
His face turned cold as he said in a deep voice, "What? Do you think I don't have the right to sit here?"
"You don't."
Cheng Mo and Zhuo Zhikuan spoke without a moment of hesitation. "Stand up, and get the hell out."
"You want me to get out?"
Hearing this, Liang Zhiyuan couldn't help but laugh. He swept a disdainful gaze over everyone present. "Cheng Weiyang, I was only being so polite out of respect for you. Since your friends have no manners, you can't blame me for what happens next."
As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up, took out his phone, and made a call.
In less than a minute, over a dozen security guards burst into the room.
"Young Master Liang."
The burliest security captain walked up to Liang Zhiyuan, his attitude respectful yet carrying a hint of flattery.
"Cripple the men and drag them out to the suburbs to be dumped. Keep the women. Restrain them first, and send them all to my room tonight."
He finally revealed his true colors, his face filled with a treacherous and wicked expression. His eyes brazenly swept over Qin Fei and the other women, finally landing on Cheng Weiyang. He said, "You really don't know what's good for you. Did you really think I was still the same old Liang Zhiyuan? Cheng Weiyang, oh, Cheng Weiyang, since you willingly delivered yourself to my door today, you can't blame me."
At this moment, the initial appreciation in Liang Zhiyuan's eyes had long vanished, entirely replaced by lust.
"Heh heh, daring to offend our Young Master Liang in Bin City, you guys really don't have eyes."
The security captain took a step forward, his gaze sweeping over everyone in the private room one by one, his face full of malice.
With that said, he waved his hand, and the dozen or so security guards behind him immediately surrounded them.
"Buzz!"
However, almost the instant they made a move, Qin Ning, who had been sitting in his original seat without saying a single word from the very beginning, suddenly raised his head.
With just a single glance, he swept his eyes over the dozen security guards.
In an instant, a boundless murderous intent enveloped the entire room, causing everyone to involuntarily tremble in body and mind, as if their very souls were about to leap out of their bodies.
"Since my return, I have never thought of killing anyone, but today, you all must die."
An icy voice emerged from Qin Ning's mouth. As he spoke, he slightly raised his right hand. In a flash, an invisible power materialized, crashing down heavily like a massive mountain.
The dozen or so security guards were instantly crushed into ash right on the spot. Not even a speck of bone remained; only a puddle of blood mist was left where they stood.
There were no screams, nor any shrieks.
This was because, before making his move, Qin Ning had already teleported Qin Fei and the other girls out of the hotel out of thin air.
Otherwise, if such a scene had truly happened right in front of them, who knows what kind of psychological trauma it might have left.
Zhuo Zhikuan and Cheng Mo were still in the private room and witnessed the entire process. Even though they had known for a long time that Qin Ning was extraordinary, seeing him instantly crush over a dozen people into blood mist with just a raise of his hand still left them feeling uncontrollably shocked and astounded.
Liang Zhiyuan was so terrified that he literally wet himself, a yellowish-white substance leaking from his trouser legs.
Qin Ning did not kill him directly, because that would be letting him off too easily.
"You, you... what did you do? A... a magic trick?"
Fear, trembling, panic—various expressions surfaced on his face one after another.
Because at this moment, what had happened in the private room completely overturned Liang Zhiyuan's understanding of the world.
It defied his comprehension of reality.
This was clearly no longer something a human could do.
Several girls disappearing into thin air right before his eyes...
A gentle raise of a hand, and over a dozen people instantly turning to ash!
"Rape, murder, drugs."
"You're not old, but you've committed quite a few crimes."
"To just kill you directly, I feel that would be too cheap for you."
Qin Ning stood up and slowly walked toward Liang Zhiyuan.
He had forcibly scoured the other party's memories with his divine sense and saw that this young man in front of him, who was only in his twenties, had actually committed such a litany of crimes in just a few short years.
For such scum, simply killing him would truly be letting him off too easily.
"You, you... how do you know..."
Expressions of panic, unease, and terror flashed across Liang Zhiyuan's face, but he quickly reacted and hastily shut his mouth. "You, you... you're talking nonsense! I haven't done any of those things!"
"These dozen or so security guards also have murders on their hands, so their deaths are not unjust."
Qin Ning walked up to Liang Zhiyuan, looking down at him from above. "Your mistake was appearing in front of me. Your mistake was speaking disrespectfully to my family and friends."
"I won't kill you."
"But I will make you live a life worse than death."
"Spend the rest of your life atoning for your sins."
With that said, he knocked Liang Zhiyuan unconscious with a single slap, then took out his phone and called Guo Zhengwen.
After briefly explaining the situation to the other party, Qin Ning added, "Besides Liang Zhiyuan, I have already killed the other dozen people. On the surface, they were security guards, but in reality, they were all enforcers cultivated by Liang Zhiyuan over the years. You know what to do. I want him to live the rest of his life forever trapped in despair and agony."
"I understand. Rest assured, Young Master Qin."
On the other end of the phone, after hearing of Liang Zhiyuan's crimes from Qin Ning, Guo Zhengwen only felt a chill in his heart.
Soon, after hanging up the phone, Qin Ning looked at Zhuo Zhikuan and Cheng Mo, who were still in a daze. "Let's go. Someone will naturally come to handle things here shortly."
With that, he led the two of them out of the private room.
Not long after the three of them walked out of the restaurant, a large number of police officers appeared, completely surrounding the entire establishment.
Qin Ning had no interest in paying attention to the aftermath. He knew Guo Zhengwen would definitely be able to handle it well.
At the corner of the street, on a long bench, Qin Fei and the other girls were sitting there with milk tea in their hands, chatting and laughing.
"Brother."
Seeing Qin Ning and the others appear, they immediately went up to greet them.
"Is everything taken care of?" Qin Fei asked.
Although they had been caught off guard when Qin Ning suddenly teleported them out of thin air earlier, they quickly understood what was about to happen in that private room.
Qin Ning didn't want them to see such a scene, which was why he sent them away directly.
"Brother, you actually didn't have to teleport us out. We've been cultivating with you for a while now, so we can be considered cultivators of some sort. If we don't even have this bit of mental fortitude, we might as well not cultivate," Qin Fei said.
"I taught you all to cultivate not so you could participate in all this fighting and killing, but purely because I wanted you to be able to prolong your lifespans."
Qin Ning smiled faintly. "As for these kinds of things, if you can avoid seeing them, then don't look, lest it dirty your eyes."
After saying that, he had Cheng Mo and Zhuo Zhikuan leave first.
Then, he turned to Qin Fei and the others, saying, "Let's go. We'll head back to the hotel and get a good night's rest first. Weren't Sister Gu and Xingwan just saying during dinner that they wanted to soak in the hot springs? We will go tomorrow."
"Yay!"
Hearing this, the girls couldn't help but grow excited, their faces filled with anticipation.

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transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"