My husband Can Cultivate-Chapter 63 Yang Qi’s Anger Boils Over!

Xiong Ba was already dumbfounded, completely shocked. It was his first time seeing such a terrifying expert.

Huang Borren kowtowed repeatedly. "Grandmaster Yang, it’s my fault! Please spare my worthless life. I truly was wrong. I was blind and unable to recognize your greatness. I’m nothing but scum!" he shouted while slapping his own face.

"Enough!" Yang Qi said impatiently. "What use is your worthless life to me? I want the video."

"No problem, no problem! I’ll give Grandmaster Yang the video for free. If you have any orders in the future, just say the word, and I promise to obey!" Huang Borren stammered in terror.

What did it mean to offend a Grandmaster? Even the great clans of Jingzhou would never dare to offend a Grandmaster.

"That won’t do. I’m a man of my word. I said one dollar, so it’s one dollar. You have to take the money!" Yang Qi said, taking out his phone. "Scan the code!"

"No, no, please! How could I dare take the Grandmaster’s money? To be able to do something for you is an honor that spans three lifetimes!" Huang Borren said with a fawning smile.

"Scan the code!" Yang Qi repeated coldly.

"Alright, alright! Scan the code, scan the code!" Terrified, Huang Borren hurriedly took out his phone and accepted the one-dollar payment.

Soon after, Huang Borren handed the video over to Yang Qi.

"Let me use the computer," Yang Qi said.

"Please, be my guest!"

Yang Qi plugged the hard drive containing the video into the computer and played the first segment. It showed a room where Zhang Xiaoduo’s terrified and helpless expression was clearly visible. Her hair was a mess, and laughter could be heard from off-camera. It definitely wasn’t just Zhang Peng. Another video segment revealed the others in the room: Zhang Peng, Zhang Ji, and even Zhang Junwang. Nearly the entire Zhang Family was there. Additionally, there were a few others whom Yang Qi recognized. They included Zhang Xiaoduo’s boyfriend, Wu Chong, and two women who were supposedly her best friends. Wu Chong had been her first lover and the boyfriend she trusted most.

"Wu Chong, why! Why!" Zhang Xiaoduo cried out, struggling.

Wu Chong smiled. "Why do you think I got close to you? It was just to help the Zhang Family take over your corporation. Heh, the Zhang Family has already promised to help me start my own business. You’re useless now."

"That’s right. Just make a little sacrifice for our sake. It’s no big deal," the other two women added with a laugh. These were the women Zhang Xiaoduo considered her best friends. She had even helped them get jobs at her company. Yet now, they were the very ones who had betrayed her.

"I’ll become a vengeful ghost and haunt you! I swear I won’t let you get away with this!" With a final, agonizing scream, Zhang Xiaoduo smashed her head against the sharp corner of a table. She died on the spot.

Seeing this, Yang Qi’s expression turned exceedingly grim. The temperature in the entire hall seemed to drop suddenly. Huang Borren, who had been sweating profusely just a moment ago, began to shiver.

This is terrifying. What kind of monster is he? It wasn’t just a feeling—the temperature in the room was genuinely dropping. This man is something else. Once he’s angry, there will be fields of corpses.

"Grandmaster Yang," Huang Borren said hastily, "we’ve investigated. It was those three scoundrels who conspired with the Zhang Family to kill that poor girl. Except for the servants, no one in the Zhang Family is innocent. Afterward, Wu Chong started his own real estate company. Zhang Xiaoduo’s two ’best friends’ also received a large sum of money and now have their own businesses. They were the ones who gave false testimony, and they also participated in the smear campaign that accused your corporation of technology theft."

CRACK!

The floor beneath Yang Qi’s feet suddenly split open. The sight struck Huang Borren with terror.

"None of these people will live. I’ll send every last one of them to the eighteenth level of hell!" Yang Qi ground out through clenched teeth. Truly, not even Li Qiutong’s betrayal had enraged him this much. This was a first.

THUMP!

Frightened, Huang Borren collapsed to his knees again, trembling with fear.

"Xiong Ba, find the address of Wu Chong’s company. We’ll pay him a visit tomorrow. Let’s go."

Yang Qi destroyed the video. Its existence was an insult to Zhang Xiaoduo and could not be allowed to persist. He didn’t need evidence; he intended to end these people with his own hands. He had only come here for confirmation, never expecting to uncover people—and deeds—even more disgusting.

Long after Yang Qi had left, Huang Borren remained kneeling on the floor, completely drained of strength. He was soaked through with sweat, as if he had been dunked in water.

Just yesterday, I promised Bai Xingjian I would back the Zhang Family and deal with Yang Qi. Bai Xingjian is Bai Mu’s father, which makes him Zhang Peng’s martial grand-elder. Of course he would want to help Zhang Peng. I agreed just to give him face. But now? You could give me a hundred times the courage and I still wouldn’t dare. Are you kidding me? That man is a Grandmaster, a true Martial Arts Grandmaster! If I mess with someone like that, I doubt I’ll live to see tomorrow.

After leaving Huang Borren’s residence, Yang Qi didn’t return to the Lin Family Manor, even though it was late. Xiong Ba had just received a call: the men who had thrown Zhang Xiaoduo’s body into the Kang River and later dumped it on Kangshan had been found and were now under his control. So, Yang Qi was now heading to Xiong Ba’s stronghold.

Xiong Ba’s stronghold was also a manor—it seemed the wealthy all favored such compounds—though it was not as grand as those belonging to the Lin Family or Huang Borren.

"Mr. Yang, my men are bringing them over now. Please, have some tea first," Xiong Ba said, serving Yang Qi with the utmost care. The scene at Huang Borren’s house still haunted him, impossible to shake off. It had been truly terrifying.

Thinking back, the first time I followed the Zhang Family’s orders to move against Yang Qi... I was lucky that Wang Teng from the Provincial City interfered and that Lin Qingxuan intimidated me. Otherwise, if Yang Qi had truly lost his temper, we would all be dead by now.

He was convinced that back then, Yang Qi hadn’t used his real strength.

Soon, five men were brought in. They were lackeys loyal to Zhang Peng. Though they were just ordinary bodyguards, they were skilled fighters who had once given Yang Qi a sound beating.

Upon seeing Yang Qi, the five men laughed. "Kid, it’s you! Why did you bring us here?"

"Were you the ones who threw Zhang Xiaoduo’s body into the Kang River, and later dumped it on Kangshan?" Yang Qi asked coolly.

"That’s right, it was us! So what?" one of them boasted. "We’re the ones who took care of you, too. I’m surprised you’re still alive."

They remained arrogant, holding their heads high despite being captured.

"I don’t like looking up to speak to people," Yang Qi said faintly.

Xiong Ba understood immediately. With a wave of his hand, his men broke the five captives’ legs, forcing them to their knees on the ground. They let out cries of agony, yet their expressions were still defiant, showing no sign of fear. They likely felt secure, believing their powerful backer would protect them.