My husband Can Cultivate-Chapter 73: A Group of People You Can’t Afford to Offend
"Heh, what a bunch of pigheaded fools. I can say that Huang Borren is my backer, but would he dare to agree?" Yang Qi scoffed.
"Mr. Yang, please stop joking. How could I possibly be qualified to be your backer? I am ready to serve you in any way, without complaint." Frightened, Huang Borren knelt on the ground once more.
It was only then that everyone realized Yang Qi’s trump card wasn’t Xiong Ba, nor was it Huang Borren. He had to have another card up his sleeve. They began to lose their initial confidence, though most of them still believed Yang Qi was bluffing.
Yang Qi smiled and looked at Wu Chong. "Do you remember what I told you? Repent before Zhang Xiaoduo’s grave, and I won’t kill you. Now, come over here. This is your only path to survival."
Wu Chong glanced at Zhang Xiaoduo’s grave and sneered. Though confined to a wheelchair, he still exuded the wild arrogance of a man who could take flight at any moment.
"That bitch Zhang Xiaoduo, what gives her the right to make me repent? I was only with her for her money. Later, it was to ruin your company. She should feel lucky that any man in this world ever liked her! She ought to thank me. If she hadn’t died, how could I enjoy the glory and wealth I have today?" Wu Chong boasted.
"And you two feel the same?" Yang Qi asked, turning to Zhang Xiaoduo’s two so-called best friends.
"That’s right, we do." Although the two friends seemed somewhat guilty, they remained defiant. "She was so good to us. That’s exactly why she deserved to die—so that we could have a better life," they declared shamelessly.
"What about the Zhang Family? Do you all think this way?" Yang Qi continued to ask.
"Of course! One bitch died, so what? It’s ridiculous to imagine we would repent for her," the members of the Zhang Family jeered, even more brazen than the others.
Hearing this, Ye Fei trembled with rage. The woman had been murdered, yet they were still speaking of her this way, still humiliating her. It was more than he could bear.
"Dad, he’s talking too much! I just want to see him crippled! Hurry up and make your move!" Bai Mu couldn’t stand to listen any longer. Every moment Yang Qi remained alive was an agony he couldn’t bear.
"Hmph." Bai Xingjian grunted, deciding not to dwell on it. He was curious to see what other trump cards Yang Qi could possibly have. "Do it! Cripple him, but don’t kill him yet!" he ordered with a wave of his hand.
His men were about to lunge forward.
"I’d like to see who dares!"
Suddenly, a woman’s voice rang out. The crowd parted to form a path as Lin Qingxuan and Zhong Qiang arrived.
"Qingxuan, why are you here?" Yang Qi frowned. Lin Qingxuan was an ordinary person; he absolutely did not want her to take such a risk.
But Lin Qingxuan knew that if she didn’t come, Uncle Jian and the others wouldn’t give their full support. So, she had to be there.
"You fool, how could I not come when you’re in danger? If we are to die, we must die together," Lin Qingxuan said with a faint smile as she walked over.
The expressions on the faces of the crowd turned ugly. Although Lin Qingxuan had been sidelined by the Jingzhou Lin Family, she was still the woman personally chosen by the Celestial Heir. Who would dare to harm her?
"Miss Lin, this is a private grudge of ours. We hope you won’t interfere," Zhang Junwang said with a frown.
"I’m going to interfere. What are you going to do about it?" Lin Qingxuan walked to Yang Qi’s side and stood there, her question ringing with authority.
Zhang Junwang’s face darkened. He gritted his teeth and commanded, "Seventy-Two Wolves, move! Escort Miss Lin away, but do not harm her."
He had no choice but to offend her. At this stage, Lin Qingxuan’s arrival changed nothing, unless someone with real power from the Jingzhou Lin Family appeared.
"Yes, sir!"
The Seventy-Two Wolves were mercenaries who worked for money. Since Zhang Junwang paid them, they would do the job. What did it matter if the Jingzhou Lin Family was to be feared? They could simply flee afterward.
However, at that very moment, more people arrived.
"Heh, it’s quite lively here."
A group of people climbed the mountain. They appeared to be ordinary people, but not one of them was someone Bai Xingjian and his group could afford to provoke. Everyone stared, dumbfounded.
Surprised, Bai Xingjian looked at Zhang Junwang. "Zhang Junwang, you’re quite impressive. How did you manage to invite even these people? You have more clout than I do!"
Zhang Junwang was completely bewildered. I invited them? No, that’s impossible. Even if I could get a word in with them, why would such important figures give me any face? "Mr. Bai, please don’t joke. The people I invited are all here. Those great figures would never do me any favors. You must have invited them, right?" he said hastily.
"No, the people I invited are already here!" Bai Xingjian was stunned as well.
If the Zhang Family didn’t invite them, and I didn’t either... could it have been Yang Qi? Are these people his real trump card? At the thought, everyone’s minds began to buzz. They looked toward Lin Qingxuan, concluding that these powerful individuals could only have come for her.
"The City Lord of Kang City, Zhao Xiong!"
"The Commander of the Kang City Garrison, Liu Zhan!"
"The Commander of the Kang City Heavenly Supervision Hall, Lin Weidong!"
...
Watching these familiar yet unapproachable figures appear, Bai Xingjian and the others drew a complete blank. If these people had really come at Lin Qingxuan’s invitation, they were in serious trouble. No matter how powerful the Zhang Family was, they wouldn’t dare make enemies of these officials. Zhang Junwang and his men turned pale, and Zhang Peng began to tremble uncontrollably.
Just then, another group appeared.
Seeing them, Zhang Junwang and Bai Xingjian nearly coughed up blood.
"The Prefecture Master of Jingnan Prefecture, Lei Qingtian!"
"The Battle Zone Commander of Jingnan, Lei Tingjun!"
"Jingnan Television’s star host, Lei Yingying, Lei Qingtian’s most beloved granddaughter!"
This is insane! It was one thing for the officials of Kang City to show up, but why were even officials from Jingnan Prefecture here? What were they doing? Could they really be here to back Yang Qi?
Although Bai Xingjian was known as the number one figure in Kang City’s Jianghu, that was merely a title. In front of these officials, he was no different from a mouse. Government officials were not people he could afford to provoke. A single word from them could strip him of everything. They could even ensure he died without a proper burial.
This applied even more so to Zhang Junwang. As for Ninth Master, Sister Liu, and the others, they were scared witless. These officials were their natural predators; there was nothing they could do.
Most terrifying of all, they were all dressed in black suits, wearing white paper flowers on their chests. They even carried numerous offerings. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎
There was only one grave here. It was obvious who they had come to pay respects to.
Everyone felt as if their heads were about to explode, their minds unable to process it all. Zhang Junwang, in particular, felt like he was going insane. What on earth was Yang Qi’s identity, that he could make all these people come and pay their respects at Zhang Xiaoduo’s grave?
"Make way!" bellowed Liu Zhan, the Commander of the Kang City Garrison, who was at the front of the procession.
Terrified, Bai Xingjian’s subordinates scattered, clearing a path. They watched in horror as the officials walked slowly past, their own clothes drenched in a cold sweat.
This was too terrifying. How could something like this be happening? It felt as if their brains had short-circuited and were starting to emit smoke.
