My husband Can Cultivate-Chapter 300 Don’t Let Me See Him Again!

Zhong Yan collapsed to the ground, howling incessantly. Everyone in the corridor was terrified, falling into an unprecedented silence. Not a single person dared to make a sound as they all stared at Yang Qi, scared out of their wits.

Zhong Yan is in a truly miserable state. This kid must be insane. Although the Zhong Family isn't some great noble clan, they're still rich and have connections. To beat Zhong Yan like this… isn't he afraid of his father's retaliation? Besides, this treasure auction at Cloud Dragon Manor is an official event hosted by the Heavenly Supervision Hall! Isn't he afraid of the Heavenly Supervision Hall's wrath?

The guards were already scared stiff, standing there without daring to move. Besides, they couldn't fight back even if they wanted to. Each of them had a bloody hole in their leg, so how could they possibly take action?

"Apologize," Yang Qi said, looking down coldly at Zhong Yan on the floor.

Terrified, Zhong Yan lay prostrate on the ground, crying out in a choked voice, "Sir, please spare me! I beg you! I was wrong! I never should have done those things! I'm scum! I'm trash!" He was truly terrified. He could feel the chilling killing intent radiating from Yang Qi. If he didn't apologize, this kid would really kill him in front of everyone.

Just then, someone outside shouted, "Young Master Zhong's father is here!"

Boss Zhong hadn't come alone; he brought more than a dozen Martial Artists with him. The guards here were just ordinary people, not equipped to handle such situations. After hearing his son had been beaten, Boss Zhong had rushed over like a madman. He was well-proportioned and dressed in a suit, his body brimming with explosive power.

The onlookers gasped.

It's over. This kid is finished. Even Boss Zhong himself is here. That's a Demon King who kills without blinking an eye. The kid is definitely doomed now.

"What happened?" Boss Zhong demanded in a murderous tone, his cold gaze fixed on his son wailing on the floor.

"Boss, Young Master Zhong was beaten!" a guard said.

"Am I blind? I'm asking who did this! Who dares to lay a hand on my son in my own manor? They must have a death wish!" Boss Zhong roared.

Seeing Boss Zhong was like seeing a ray of hope—a hope for revenge. Zhong Yan pointed at Yang Qi and shrieked, "Dad, it's him! He's the one who beat me! I want him dead! I want him dead! No, I don't just want him dead. I want to kill his entire family! Even that won't be enough to quell the pain and frustration in my heart. I'm suffering so much!"

At that moment, Yang Qi's back was to Boss Zhong as he discussed the manor's affairs with Zhao Yuman. Unable to get a clear look at Yang Qi's face, Boss Zhong simply waved his hand and commanded, "Take the young master to the hospital. I will get his revenge!"

"No, Dad, I want to watch him die with my own eyes!" Zhong Yan said viciously, his face filled with hatred. He couldn't vent his rage until Yang Qi was dead.

Boss Zhong's cold gaze fell on Yang Qi. He roared, "You piece of trash, turn around! Let me see who's so bold as to touch my son!"

"Are you talking to me?" Yang Qi casually turned around, a faint smile on his face as he looked at Boss Zhong.

Boss Zhong froze on the spot. He even subconsciously stumbled back several steps, his throat feeling as if it were being squeezed shut. Endless fear filled his eyes.

"Yang… You're Yang Qi!"

He swallowed hard as a storm of terror churned in his heart. He had been there in person for the martial arts tournament. He'd also been at the treasure competition. He knew exactly how terrifying Yang Qi was. Yang Qi defeated even Cao Xingjian from the Thunder Sect! He took down the wealthy Fan Family and the Kang City Business Alliance without spilling a drop of blood. This man isn't a man; he's a god! A true god!

Looking at Yang Qi's indifferent smile, Boss Zhong felt as if he were staring at the god of death himself. That smile seemed utterly terrifying. He was truly scared. He panicked, his entire body breaking out in a cold sweat.

"Dad, what are you doing? Hurry up and kill him!" Zhong Yan urged, growing impatient when he saw his father just standing there, not making a move or giving any orders.

"Shut up!" Boss Zhong roared, finally reacting. He viciously kicked Zhong Yan.

Zhong Yan, already injured, reeled from the kick, his mouth filling with blood. Boss Zhong had shown absolutely no mercy.

This scene, however, stunned everyone present.

What is happening? Boss Zhong isn't attacking Yang Qi… why is he hitting his own son?

Zhong Yan was even more baffled. "Dad, what are you doing? You're hitting the wrong person!"

"You unfilial whelp! I ought to beat you to death! Are you trying to get our entire family killed?" Boss Zhong roared, slapping Zhong Yan hard across the face several more times.

Then, under the petrified stares of the crowd, he knelt. He knelt before Yang Qi, lowered his head, and stammered, "Mr. Yang, it is my fault for failing to raise my son properly. I was wrong! By the way, the property rights to this manor have already been transferred to your name. Here is the transfer contract!"

He carefully handed the documents to Yang Qi, who didn't even look at them, simply taking them and putting them away.

At that moment, the entire corridor seemed to hold its breath.

The great Boss Zhong is actually kneeling to a young man. This is a Demon who kills without blinking an eye! When has he ever acted so spinelessly? Especially after someone beat his son on his own territory! The most baffling part is, he actually transferred the manor to Yang Qi? What in the world is going on?

Everyone's eyes fell on Yang Qi, and they finally began to understand. This plainly dressed young man was anything but ordinary. Otherwise, Boss Zhong would never have acted this way.

Zhong Yan was also terrified. How could this be happening? How?! My father has never been such a coward!

"I heard this manor is worth five hundred million. Is that right?" Yang Qi asked nonchalantly.

"No, no, no! No money is needed! Please, Mr. Yang, if you like it, just take it," Boss Zhong pleaded, on the verge of tears. "I only hope that you can be merciful and spare my unfilial son. I will discipline him properly." This estate was the fruit of many years of his hard work, but now he had no choice but to offer it up to save his son. Even if Yang Qi were to offer payment, he wouldn't dare accept it.

"How can that be? I believe your son said it was five hundred million. By refusing payment, are you implying I'm a robber?" Yang Qi said with a faint smile.

"You worthless son, what are you waiting for? Apologize to Mr. Yang at once!" Boss Zhong commanded, kicking Zhong Yan again.

Zhong Yan didn't want to apologize, but seeing the profound fear in his father's eyes, he finally understood the gravity of the situation. He scrambled to press his forehead to the floor, kowtowing repeatedly. "I was wrong! I was wrong, Mr. Yang! Please, just treat me like a fart and let me go!"

Yang Qi waved his hand. "Enough. Boss Zhong, I don't want to see your son ever again. You handle it. If I see him again, don't blame me for being merciless."

"Of course, of course!" Boss Zhong replied hurriedly. He had already decided to send his son abroad. It was a last resort, but he could only hope that Yang Qi would eventually forget about this incident.