If it's difficult, then don't do it. Thank you, Master Qin, for the slap

Jiang Xueqi's expression darkened as she turned an angry glare towards Qin Luo.

She saw him leaning on the table with one hand supporting his cheek, his gaze fixed on her.

Judging by his mocking eyes, he was doing this on purpose!

Furious, Jiang Xueqi raised her placard and shouted, "31 million!"

But soon after, Qin Luo's voice rang out again.

"31.01 million."

!!

Jiang Xueqi's eye twitched as she continued, "35 million!"

"35.01 million~~"

"You!!!"

Jiang Xueqi glared at Qin Luo with rage, standing up and berating him, "What exactly are you playing at?! Are you deliberately only raising by 10,000 each time?!"

Hearing this, Qin Luo shrugged, a hint of sarcasm on his lips: "You figured it out? Good for you."

He turned to the auctioneer with a light chuckle, "Whatever price Miss Jiang bids, I'll outbid her by 10,000."

As soon as he said this, the entire venue erupted in commotion.

They looked at each other in disbelief. Was he really being this disrespectful to Jiang Xueqi?

Not to be outdone, Jiang Xueqi shouted at the auctioneer, "Fine! I'll do the same! I'll outbid him by 10,000 every time!"

Hearing this, the auctioneer was at a loss. He looked frantically between Qin Luo and Jiang Xueqi, saying with difficulty, "This... you two are making this very hard for me..."

As his words faded,

"Heh... hard..."

Qin Luo's cold laugh echoed through the room.

"If it's too hard, then let's not do it at all!"

Everyone turned to look.

They saw Qin Luo stand up and walk step by step towards the auction stage.

Then he took the microphone from the auctioneer.

Jiang Xueqi angrily slammed the table, shouting, "What are you trying to do?! Are you trying to ruin this auction?!"

"Ruin it? No, no, no..."

Qin Luo held the microphone, first sweeping a contemptuous gaze over everyone below the stage.

Then... he laughed arrogantly, "I just want to let everyone here know."

"Anything my young mistress sets her eyes on will eventually be hers!"

"This auction is now exclusively for the Su Family!"

As his words fell, everyone's expressions were shocked.

Outrageous! Presumptuous! Arrogant!!

How dare this lackey be so brazen?

On what grounds?

Just because he had Su Muwan backing him?

Jiang Xueqi was also shaking with anger at Qin Luo's declaration.

Su -- Mu -- Wan!!!!

This isn't over between us!!

She cursed, "This auction is organized by the president of the Antique City Association!! Everyone bids according to their own ability!"

"What right do you have to claim exclusivity here?!"

Hearing these words, everyone came to their senses.

That's right!

The Antique City Association isn't controlled by the Su Family!

How can a mere lackey of Su Muwan throw his weight around like this??

Everyone's expressions gradually returned to normal.

That's right, there's still President Long Dingtian!

With his countless connections, even Su Muwan...

To avoid offending Long Dingtian, she surely wouldn't protect this lackey!

However.

"Heh, on what grounds?"

Qin Luo seemed to have heard something extremely amusing.

He cleared his throat, raised the microphone, and his next words left everyone dumbfounded. They heard him say calmly, "Long Dingtian, hurry up and get your ass over here."

Boom--!

As his words fell, the scene descended into chaos.

"This is outrageous! A mere lackey dares to disrespect President Long Dingtian like this!"

"Security! Where's the security!"

Everyone was completely enraged.

Where did this madman come from?

The person in charge of the auction venue finally arrived. Seeing Qin Luo causing trouble on stage, he was almost speechless with anger. This was the Antique City Association, President Long's territory.

How could it be disrupted by this youngster?!

Thinking this, he hurriedly walked up and shouted angrily at Qin Luo, "You insolent brat!! How dare you cause chaos here..."

Before he could finish,

Another figure ran even faster than the person in charge of the auction venue.

"Silence!!!"

Slap!

He quickly stepped forward and raised his hand, slapping the face of the person in charge hard.

The person in charge was slapped to the ground, clutching his face in a daze. Everyone else was stunned, and Jiang Xueqi was even more bewildered.

Because the person who had hurriedly come forward to slap his own man was none other than...

The president of the Antique City Association! Long Dingtian!!!

Long Dingtian approached Qin Luo with a panicked expression. Under the incredulous gazes of everyone present,

He bowed and apologized, "Please forgive me, Master Qin!!!"

But it didn't end there.

Everyone heard Qin Luo say calmly, "I came here on my young mistress's orders, originally to treat you and casually acquire some antiques, but..."

He swept his gaze over the crowd below, saying disappointedly, "This auction has greatly disappointed both me and my young mistress."

Everyone drew in a sharp breath. How dare this lackey speak like this?

However, Long Dingtian's reaction was even more unbelievable to them.

They saw,

Whoosh!

Long Dingtian broke out in a cold sweat, his voice trembling, "Please calm your anger, Master Qin. I will personally deliver all the antiques from this auction to the Su Family later."

"I only beg for Master Qin's forgiveness!!"

Hearing this, Qin Luo pretended to relent, nodding, "Very well, then... let's go to your place for treatment. This time I should be able to cure about 70% of your condition, allowing you to circulate true qi."

As his words fell,

Circulate true qi?!

Long Dingtian looked up, his expression wild with joy, "There's no need, Master Qin! We can do it right here!"

??

Qin Luo was taken aback, then looked at him suspiciously, "Here? Are you sure?"

"Yes!"

After nearly twenty years of being known as useless, Long Dingtian couldn't wait any longer.

Thinking this, afraid that Qin Luo might change his mind, Long Dingtian bowed deeply and shouted, "Please, Master Qin, bestow upon me your palm strike!!!"

Boom!!!

As Long Dingtian's words fell,

The minds of everyone present were struck as if by lightning.

Wait a minute?

What did they just hear?

Bestow a palm strike??

Who was bestowing a palm strike on whom??

The esteemed president of the Antique City Association was actually begging a young man... to strike him???

No, everyone shook their heads.

It couldn't possibly mean what it sounded like, there must be some deeper meaning.

Bestow a palm strike... was this some kind of foreign idiom?

Jiang Xueqi also stood dumbfounded, looking incredulously at Qin Luo and the groveling Long Dingtian on stage.

Brother Long... why have you become like this as well...

Her heart was filled with disappointment and disbelief.

Brother Long, you've disappointed Xueqi too much.

And just as everyone was trying to decipher the meaning of "bestowing a palm strike",

The next scene made everyone realize that their initial guess wasn't wrong.

They saw,

After Long Dingtian finished speaking,

Qin Luo quickly raised his hand.

Slap!!

A hard slap landed on Long Dingtian's face.

Thud!

Long Dingtian was slapped to the ground, his whole body trembling.

And just when everyone thought Long Dingtian would explode in anger,

They saw him suddenly stand up from the ground.

Then he laughed maniacally, "Hahahahahaha!!!!"

"It worked!! It worked!!"

"I've succeeded!!! I can cultivate now!! I can produce true qi now!!!"

How many years has it been! How many years!!

I've endured for so many years!!!

Mom! Just wait!! I'll definitely return to the Long Family! And then!! I'll get revenge on that heartless bastard!!!

Long Dingtian no longer hesitated. Covering his face, he was as happy as a child, shouting respectfully to Qin Luo,

"Thank you for bestowing your palm strike, Master Qin!!!!"

Buzz--!

Everyone's minds went blank.

Wait, what did they just witness?

Long Dingtian... thanking someone for slapping him?

Huh?

What kind of surreal scene was this???

Everyone was dumbfounded. Were they living in the real world?

Are they sure they didn't get something wrong?

......

......

Su Family Villa.

In Su Muwan's bedroom.

The sleeping Su Muwan's brows furrowed slightly.

She murmured,

"Don't... don't provoke them, Qin Luo..."

"Don't provoke the Dragon King... don't provoke the Ghost Immortal... don't provoke the War God... don't provoke the young miss whose bone marrow was extracted... don't provoke the jilted fiancée..."

But as she continued, it changed to...

"Hehe.. Qin Luo's hands are so nice..."

"Pervert..."

"Say something I like to hear..."

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