My husband Can Cultivate-Chapter 66: The Gift for the Zhang Family

This was the perfect opportunity for Huang Borren to demonstrate his loyalty, and he naturally intended to put on a good show.

Yang Qi stood up and walked toward the two women, a sinister smile suddenly appearing on his face.

"You! What are you doing!"

The two women were terrified. From Yang Qi’s eyes, they could see the aura of death—an aura that promised he would truly kill them.

CRACK!

CRACK!

CRACK!

With three consecutive attacks, the legs of both women and Wu Chong were broken.

"I won’t kill you today," Yang Qi said coldly. "But in five days, all three of you must come to Xiaoduo’s grave and repent. I can give you one chance to live!"

A chance? How could he possibly give them one? He merely wanted these three dogs to repent to Zhang Xiaoduo, that was all.

The three of them wailed nonstop in agony, so terrified their souls nearly left their bodies.

He’s too terrifying. Is this man still the naive Yang Qi from before? The old Yang Qi was so trusting. The Yang Qi of today... he’s changed too much.

Of course, they couldn’t know how much a person’s heart could change after experiencing such a profound betrayal. They knew even less about the shift in Yang Qi’s mentality after he began his Immortal Cultivation. In his eyes, they were nothing more than ants.

"Don’t even think about escaping Kang City. I will have people watching you. If you try to run, you die!"

Yang Qi stood up and left. Huang Borren arranged for his men to secretly watch the three of them before following after him.

The trio lay on the ground, trembling uncontrollably. They had even forgotten the pain in their legs. All that remained was fear.

In the car, Yang Qi asked, "Xiong Ba, what about those scoundrels we threw into Kangshan?"

"They’re all dead," Xiong Ba replied. "Eaten by wild beasts. Nothing is left but skeletons."

"Collect their belongings," Yang Qi said with a cold laugh. "Prepare four coffins and send their skeletons along with their things to the Zhang Family. Let’s give them a little welcoming gift."

"No problem!"

Xiong Ba felt a chill run down his spine. Yang Qi was not only powerful but also decisive and ruthless. He was absolutely not someone to be trifled with. Provoking him was simply asking to die.

That night, just as the Zhang Family was about to close its gates for the evening, someone dumped coffins on their doorstep. The old servant in charge of the gate screamed in fright, alarming everyone in the Zhang Family.

Zhang Junwang, Zhang Peng, and the others all rushed out.

"What’s with all the screaming? Can’t a man get some sleep?" Zhang Peng complained, thoroughly displeased.

But the next second, he froze. At the doorstep, four coffins were laid out neatly. The sight was incredibly chilling in the dead of night. It was an ominous sign in and of itself. Worse still, they had no idea what was inside.

"Who the hell is playing this sick joke, daring to make an enemy of our Zhang Family? Are they looking to die?" Zhang Junwang roared furiously.

Ever since the Zhang Family had established its foothold in Kang City, no one had dared to provoke them like this. Even the other great families wouldn’t play such childish pranks.

"Yang Qi! It must be that bastard Yang Qi!" Zhang Peng shouted. "Father, have you forgotten? The deadline he gave us is in five days! This is his warning!"

"Yang Qi!" Zhang Junwang gritted his teeth. "Such audacity, provoking us like this! Go and open the coffins. I want to see exactly what’s inside!"

Although no one dared to move, it was an order from Zhang Junwang. Who would dare disobey? Four servants stepped forward and opened the coffins. They screamed in terror and fell to the ground.

"They’re my men!" Zhang Peng recognized their clothes and the symbols on them. Though the bodies had been reduced to skeletons, the other items were still identifiable.

Zhang Junwang frowned. "No wonder those four disappeared without a trace. So they were dealt with by Yang Qi. How did he suddenly become so formidable? Those four were no slouches."

"Lin Qingxuan! It must be Lin Qingxuan helping that guy! Otherwise, how could he have such power?" Zhang Peng roared.

"Dispose of these things," Zhang Junwang said through gritted teeth. "It seems we have no choice but to make a move. This Yang Qi is too arrogant; we have to teach him a lesson. Let’s start by destroying his company!"

With Lin Qingxuan backing Yang Qi, they couldn’t touch him directly, but they could certainly go after his company.

The next day, Wu Chong came to see the Zhang Family. Arriving in a wheelchair, he recounted what had happened.

"Yang Qi is no longer the man he used to be. That guy is completely cold-blooded now. He has over a hundred experts helping him, and they aren’t Xiong Ba’s men. The assassins we hired were easily eliminated by his people," Wu Chong said in a terrified voice. "Family Head Zhang, Young Master Zhang, you must handle this with extreme care, or there will be serious trouble."

"Hmph! Just a hundred men? What’s the big deal? Does my Zhang Family look like a pushover?" Zhang Junwang snorted. "Besides, don’t forget that Bai Xingjian is my son’s Grandmaster."

"Father, we can’t underestimate him!" Zhang Peng said. "In addition to my Grandmaster’s power, I’ve also reached out to some friends in the Jianghu. You’ve heard of the Seventy-Two Wolves, haven’t you?"

"I have," Zhang Junwang replied. "Rumor has it they are a group of seventy-two extraordinary martial artists, led by a Martial Arts Master. They dominate the Jianghu and are said to be invincible. They work for money, and every job they take is executed perfectly. You can hire them?"

"I can! As long as the price is right. I can ask Young Master Wang Teng from the Provincial City for help. I have some connections with him," Zhang Peng said.

"Excellent! With them and your Grandmaster, it will be more than enough," Zhang Junwang said excitedly. "Even if Yang Qi had the ability to defy the heavens, he would surely die."

Upon hearing this, Wu Chong was overjoyed. Yang Qi, you want us to repent at that bitch Zhang Xiaoduo’s grave? Dream on! I can’t wait to see how you die!

While cultivating, Yang Qi would occasionally visit his company. He noticed that the senior executives, including Ye Fei, all wore troubled expressions.

"What happened?" Yang Qi asked Ye Fei.

"Sigh, don’t ask," Ye Fei said bitterly. "Although our Youth Pill is very effective, the Lin Family of Jingzhou suddenly ordered a halt to our partnership. It seems they’ve found another project and partner and are no longer interested in the Youth Pill."

"Isn’t that a breach of contract?" Yang Qi frowned.

"They already paid the penalty fee. What else can we say?" Ye Fei said, feeling even more helpless.

"It seems not everyone in the Jingzhou Lin Family is fond of Qingxuan," Yang Qi mused. "However, the Youth Pill is a good product. There should still be a market for it even if we only sell it locally in Kang City."

"Don’t even get me started," Ye Fei said with a wry smile. "The Zhang Family somehow got their hands on a similar formula. Their production process is more advanced than ours, and their marketing is better. Their Youthful Beauty Ointment has already sold out. Our Youth Pill just can’t compete."