Live-in Son-in-law-Chapter 1116: Killing You Is Easier Than Crushing an Ant

The dancer serving Yun Baixuan originally was quite considerate and came over to pour him wine.

"Come, Qin Yi."

Qin Yi picked up the wine cup and clinked it with him, then drank it all in one go. And then... then ignored Yun Baixuan, pulling Xiao Huan's jade hand aside to whisper secretly.

Yun Baixuan felt a bit awkward, laughed and said, "Everyone, don't just stand there, drink, drink."

Youming sullenly waved his old face to call over two dancers to accompany him.

"Slap!"

Suddenly, one dancer was slapped flying by Youming, lying on the ground lifelessly.

The dancer was just an ordinary person, how could she withstand Youming's slap? The terrifying strength directly twisted the dancer's neck.

"Useless trash, can't even pour wine properly. What use are you then?" Youming cursed furiously.

Beside him, there was another dancer, who was so scared that she trembled all over, accidentally letting the wine cup fall to the ground, the wine splashing onto Youming's clothes.

A chilly light flashed in Youming's eyes, raising his hand to slap her.

"If you dare touch her, I'll obliterate you." Qin Yi said coldly.

Youming's hand paused in mid-air, turning to look at Qin Yi, "Killing a worthless maid, what does it have to do with you?"

"Worthless maid? She's also born and raised by parents, also their heart's treasure. What gives you the right to decide her fate?" Qin Yi's eyes were icy.

These people simply don't treat the dancers' lives as lives, hitting and scolding as they please, killing at will.

Qin Yi knew that in this world the strong prevail, whoever is more powerful gets to speak, he couldn't save everyone, but at least he had to save those before him.

"Qin Yi, haven't you killed people before, why act like a saint here?" Youming sneered.

Qin Yi said indifferently, "Qin indeed has killed countless people but respects every life, all beings are equal, only souls are judged by their morality; Qin has never killed an innocent person, nor has he harmed any kind soul."

"Killing is killing, why make excuses for yourself."

"Indeed, discussing morals with a beast like you is like playing zither to a cow." Qin Yi coldly replied.

"Alright, stop arguing, gentlemen!" Yun Baixuan intervened to mediate, speaking to Youming, "Make sure to restrain yourself, it's just a little spilled wine, no need to be so angry."

"Yes." Youming responded with bowed head.

In Qin Yi's eyes was a patch of icy coldness, hearing Yun Baixuan's meaning, this dancer seemed to die for nothing. Or rather, he simply didn't care about the life of a dancer.

"Qin Yi, it's just a dancer. If you like, this Prince can find as many as you want for you, no need to be angry."

Anger surged in Qin Yi's heart, equally born as humans, why harm the innocent and weak?

He never considered himself a good person, but he couldn't harm the innocent because he was human, had humanity. If he recklessly killed innocents, how would he be different from beasts?

"Alright, let's continue with the music and dance." Yun Baixuan said with a smile, and naturally someone would handle the body on the ground.

Continue with the music and dance?

Qin Yi suddenly found this saying so ironic, a life innocent flickered out, the body was still here, yet these people could still enjoy eating, drinking, and partying with impunity.

Indeed, feasting in the mansion amidst the stench of wine and meat while outside there lay frozen bones of the poor.

"Come over here, come to my side." Qin Yi addressed the dancer beside Youming.

If he didn't see it, forget it, but since he was here, he had to handle this, save one if he could, or else he'd feel guilty.

Youming had an issue with him, so he killed a dancer, which was in a sense indirectly caused by himself. Now the dancer accompanying Youming, after he stopped Youming earlier, this beast would surely find an excuse to kill her.

The dancer beside Youming froze, desperately wanting to go to Qin Yi's side, far from the demon Youming. But without Youming's word, how could she dare move? In this place, they had no say, what to do and anything wasn't determined by them.

Youming merely glanced at the dancer beside him, scaring her into trembling and quickly lowering her head.

Qin Yi stood up, drawing everyone's attention to him.

Youming narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Qin Yi.

However, Qin Yi instead walked over, crouching in front of the dead dancer, reaching out to gently close her eyes.

"Second Prince, send someone for a proper burial for her." Qin Yi said calmly.

Yun Baixuan was momentarily stunned, then smiled, "No problem."

A regular dancer's death, usually disposed of in a random place, it was easy to forget about. However, Qin Yi requested it, such trivial matter was merely a promise, no need to disrespect Qin Yi here.

"Young Master Qin really cherishes women." Yun Baixuan laughed.

But Qin Yi couldn't laugh, he stood, walked to Youming.

Youming glared sharply at Qin Yi, a terrifying aura surged to prevent Qin Yi from striking.

"Don't be nervous, Qin wants to kill you, it's as easy as crushing an ant." Qin Yi said indifferently.

Yet this sentence was a huge insult to a Qi Refiner, especially since Youming was a strong practitioner of Unification Middle Stage, and before the Second Prince too. How could he endure such humiliation?

"Quite the boast, I'd like to experience your skills."

Qin Yi smirked, "There's no need for skills to kill you, you're not worth it."

Having said that, he reached out to pull the dancer beside Youming over.

However, Youming suddenly reached out to grab the dancer's other arm, provocatively looking at Qin Yi.

"Let go." Qin Yi said indifferently.

"What if I don't let go? There's so many dancers here, why fight for the one beside me." Youming sneered.

"Because I find you unpleasant, if you don't let go, die."

Youming disdainfully sneered.

"Since you seek death, I'll fulfill your wish. I'm going to strike, if you can block it, live. If not, die."

With that, Qin Yi reached out his other hand towards Youming's neck.

Qin Yi's movement wasn't fast, quite slow indeed.

Youming disdainfully sneered, his power surging, forming Protective Gang Qi.

Unexpectedly, the next second left him mortified.

Qin Yi's hand ignored his Protective Gang Qi, directly grabbed Youming's neck.

"Crack!"

The ear-piercing sound of bone cracking chilled everyone to the bone, the entire hall suddenly quieted down.

Not to mention others present, Yun Baixuan even stood up in shock, speechless.

Youming's old eyes bulged out, face still plastered with shock, disbelief, as though he couldn't accept that he just died like this, his head drooped lifelessly.

The Qi Refiners present were terrified, hearts beating erratically, scared out of their wits.

Youming was a practitioner of Unification Middle Stage, his Protective Gang Qi was formidable, even with full effort his peers couldn't break through it. Yet Qin Yi's white hand easily bypassed, leisurely twisting Youming's neck.

This... This was frightening.

Youming's hand that gripped the dancer's arm also drooped powerlessly, Qin Yi casually flung the corpse to the ground like throwing trash.

"Qin said, killing you is easier than crushing an ant."