My husband Can Cultivate-Chapter 109: The Iron Fist Martial Arts Hall’s Daughter
Zhang Bao slapped Liang Jun across the face.
Liang Jun was completely dumbfounded. He couldn’t understand what was happening. Why would Zhang Bao hit me for that kid surnamed Yang? And even call him Mr. Yang? It’s simply incomprehensible.
"Brother Bao, what on earth is going on?" Liang Jun couldn’t help but ask, a sense of fear creeping in. He was terrified that he had offended someone he couldn’t afford to.
"What’s going on? This Mr. Yang is someone you cannot provoke. That’s all you need to know!" Zhang Bao said coldly.
He immediately turned to Yang Qi, bowing and scraping. "Mr. Yang, my apologies for the disturbance today. We’ll leave right now!"
He hurriedly gave Liang Jun a meaningful look. Although Liang Jun was furious, he had no choice but to clench his teeth and leave. Without Zhang Bao’s help, their group had no hope against Yang Qi.
"Let’s go!" Liang Jun gritted his teeth.
"Go? Did I say you could leave?" Yang Qi’s languid voice rang out, making Zhang Bao’s heart skip a beat and his face turn pale.
By now, Ye Qianqian was utterly astonished. Having grown up in Kang City, she was well aware of figures like Zhang Bao and Xiong Ba. Zhang Bao was a sworn brother of the city’s top dog, Xiong Ba, and was rumored to be a formidable martial artist. It was said he had once subdued an escaped tiger from the zoo with his bare hands. For such a fierce man to be so deferential in front of Yang Qi, like a mouse before a cat, was astounding. It was as if he were one of Yang Qi’s subordinates.
"Mr. Yang, what are your instructions?" Zhang Bao could only stop and ask.
"I said that if he came back, he wouldn’t be walking out of here. Break both his legs," Yang Qi stated indifferently.
"Yes!" Zhang Bao clenched his teeth, not daring to delay for a second. Xiong Ba had given him explicit orders to do whatever Mr. Yang said, or else he’d end up like the Zhang Family. Even Bai Xingjian had suffered a loss at Yang Qi’s hands, and they were nowhere near that level.
"No, Brother Bao!" Liang Jun shrieked in terror.
"I’m sorry, but you never should have come here to cause trouble. This is your lesson!"
Zhang Bao kicked out, striking both of Liang Jun’s legs at the same time.
CRACK—!
The distinct sound of bones breaking echoed through the clinic, followed immediately by Liang Jun’s agonizing screams. He collapsed to the floor, wailing in unbearable pain.
"Get out of here. If anyone dares to cause trouble at the clinic again, it won’t just be a matter of broken legs. Next time, you will disappear from this world entirely." Yang Qi’s voice was calm, but to Zhang Bao, the words thundered in his ears, terrifying him.
"What are you waiting for? Get your young master out of here!" Zhang Bao roared at the others.
The group scrambled out of the clinic in terror.
Zhang Bao finally breathed a sigh of relief. He considered himself incredibly lucky that Yang Qi hadn’t held the incident against him.
Liang Jun, however, was seething with humiliation. "Brother Bao, that’s not right! I gave you a million, and you broke my legs?" he questioned, his voice thick with pain.
SMACK!
Zhang Bao slapped Liang Jun again. "Shut your mouth! You nearly got me killed today, and you still have the nerve to talk about money? That million of yours wouldn’t even cover our fee for emotional distress. Let me give you a piece of advice, kid. Don’t mess with Mr. Yang. If you do, even if he doesn’t come after you, I will personally make sure you pay for it!"
With that, he turned and left. He wasn’t afraid of the Liang Family’s meager power.
Watching Zhang Bao’s retreating figure, Liang Jun spat on the ground in fury. "You piece of trash! Just you wait, one day this Young Master will deal with all of you! Damn it all!"
He cursed and muttered, but he only dared to do so behind their backs. The insignificant Liang Family could not afford to provoke Xiong Ba.
"Young Master Liang, are we just going to let this go?"
"Yeah, Young Master Liang! We can’t afford to offend Xiong Ba, but surely we aren’t afraid of that kid?"
His lackeys began egging him on.
"All of you, shut up!"
Having learned his lesson the hard way, Liang Jun knew he had to be cautious, even though he desperately wanted revenge.
"This matter requires careful planning. I need to find a true expert to take care of that kid!" Liang Jun said coldly. "In Dragon Country, martial arts are held in high esteem. Kang City has plenty of martial arts halls. I refuse to believe I can’t find someone capable of dealing with him!"
"Young Master Liang, speaking of martial arts halls, I know some people from the Iron Fist Martial Arts Hall. I can help you get in touch, but it might cost you a bit," one of his subordinates offered.
"That doesn’t matter. Go make the arrangements. I’ll cover the costs," Liang Jun said venomously. "As if I can’t survive without that Xiong Ba? What a joke! In any case, I will have my revenge! I’ll even deal with Xiong Ba while I’m at it!"
Meanwhile, Yang Qi had finished work for the day. After locking up the clinic, he was planning to relax.
Suddenly, Ye Qianqian hooked his arm. "Brother Qi, even if you won’t be my boyfriend, you still have to do me a favor, right? I’m back in Kang City, and some friends are throwing me a welcome ball. I’m worried I’ll get harassed. Please, will you be my date? Hehe!"
Yang Qi thought for a moment and then nodded. "Alright."
It was true that it could be unsafe for a girl to attend a party alone, especially since public safety in Kang City wasn’t the best.
"Wow, that’s great!" Ye Qianqian was overjoyed.
To avoid being too conspicuous, they hailed a taxi instead of driving. A ball was in progress in the banquet hall on the second floor of the Kang City Hotel. The host was none other than Fan Jian, the grandson of Kang City’s wealthiest man.
Fan Jian had once passionately pursued Qianqian. He only backed off temporarily when she left for university. Now that she had just returned, he had organized this entire ball.
Just as they got out of the taxi, a red Maserati pulled up in front of them. A woman of about Ye Qianqian’s age, dressed in extremely luxurious clothes, stepped out.
"Qianqian, you’re here! And who is this? Your boyfriend? He looks so tacky. Don’t tell me you gave up on Young Master Fan for a guy like this?" the woman chattered incessantly the moment she got out of the car, throwing in a critique of Yang Qi.
"Chen Li!" Ye Qianqian frowned. "I won’t let you talk about my Brother Qi like that."
Chen Li glanced at Yang Qi, her eyes filled with disdain. "Qianqian, you really have terrible taste!" she said, unconcerned. "I’m just looking out for you. Even if you don’t like Young Master Fan, you should find a respectable man. A guy like that is just trying to get into your pants. And don’t say I didn’t warn you. If Young Master Fan sees him, he’s in for a world of hurt!"
"Is this foul-mouthed woman a friend of yours?" Yang Qi suddenly spoke up, his tone far from polite.
Ye Qianqian was stunned for a moment, stifling a laugh.
"You’ve got a lot of nerve! Do you have any idea who I am? I’m the young mistress of the Iron Fist Martial Arts Hall! My father is one of the few true martial arts masters in Kang City. Even a big shot like Bai Xingjian has to treat my dad with respect. How dare you insult me!"
As Chen Li spoke, she swung her hand, aiming a slap straight at Yang Qi’s face.
