The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign-Chapter 377 - 367: What a Truly Great Gift! (9)
"What about your benevolence?"
Facing Chang Yuanyi’s firm gaze, Qin Fan sneered.
"There’s a saying: ’When King Yan decrees you die at the third watch, who dares let you live to the fifth?’ I may be benevolent, but I know my limits. If Mr. Qin gives the word, I, Chang Yuanyi, will carry it out. However, I hope Mr. Qin can be magnanimous and spare his life," Chang Yuanyi said.
"Bring him over," Qin Fan said with a light chuckle, raising his eyebrows.
"Yes, Mr. Qin!" Chang Yuanyi complied, immediately pulling out his phone to make a call. He didn’t have the bald man’s number, but he had a thousand ways to find him in an instant. As for why Qin Fan wanted to deal with the man, the intelligent Chang Yuanyi had already formed his own analysis.
The brief call ended. Chang Yuanyi placed his phone on the table, looked at Qin Fan, and said, "Mr. Qin, if I’m not mistaken, the rumors flying around Jinling about a few students beating the Baldy Gang to a pulp... that has something to do with you, doesn’t it?"
"Exactly. He’s spreading the word that he’s coming to the university for revenge, right? It’s obvious he’s testing the limits of your protection. A mere street punk like him wouldn’t dare charge into Jinling University otherwise," Qin Fan stated.
"If I had actually covered for him on this, my father and grandfather would never forgive me! That’s why I’ve made no statement on the matter. If Baldy isn’t a complete idiot, he should have gotten the hint. That being said, I do regret impulsively promising to protect him. If only I could turn back time..." Chang Yuanyi finished with a helpless, wry smile.
"Young Master Chang, congratulations!" Ma Yunbin suddenly interjected as Chang Yuanyi’s wry smile faded.
Congratulations? Is Young Master Ma hinting at something? At his words, Chang Yuanyi’s heart began to pound violently. His voice quivering, his face flushed with an irrepressible joy, he looked at Ma Yunbin and asked, "Young Master Ma, what do you mean?"
"Congratulations on becoming the head of Spirit Water No. 1 for the East China Region," Ma Yunbin said with a smile, glancing at Qin Fan.
"I... this is...!" A sudden wave of ecstasy washed over him, as if happiness itself had come knocking on his door. Chang Yuanyi was so overwhelmed he could barely speak.
"Yunbin is right," Qin Fan said with a carefree smile. "Before I came, I was planning on dealing with you as well, but your genuine character made me change my mind. Also, there’s no need to be so grateful to me. I don’t get involved in the Group’s internal affairs. The fact that Yunbin is at this dinner is a sign that you already have the qualifications to be the regional representative. So, make sure you perform well."
"Thank you, Young Master Ma! Thank you, Mr. Qin! Thank you—!" Clenching his fists on his lap, Chang Yuanyi made no effort to hide his ecstatic excitement.
「Meanwhile, outside Jinling University.」
A Toyota Prado screeched to a halt, and a man with a head so bald it gleamed stepped out of the car.
"What’s the situation? Have those bastards not come out, or did you miss them?" Brother Baldy demanded, walking over to a van with its door slid open.
"Brother Baldy! We haven’t blinked! We’ve looked at those bastards’ photos countless times. Now their damn faces are all we see, awake or asleep. How could we miss them? They really haven’t come out. You think those bastards got wind of us?" a hoodlum with a crew cut said, gritting his teeth.
"Brother Baldy, what’s the word from Young Master Chang? If he gives us the green light, we’ll rush in and grab them in minutes!" another lackey chimed in.
"Just wait. Regardless of Young Master Chang’s stance, those bastards are done for. The National Day holiday is almost here, so what if they’ve heard the rumors? I refuse to believe they won’t come out then! Dammit, if I don’t catch these punks and show the streets what I’m made of, soon every nobody will think they can walk all over me!" Baldy snarled, his expression ferocious.
He knew his position in the underworld hadn’t suffered. In fact, it was even on the rise. This was entirely due to Young Master Chang’s words. Otherwise, he would be busy fending off attacks from all sides and certainly wouldn’t have the time or energy to be here trying to catch people.
But no matter what, a knot of resentment had formed in his heart. This pent-up rage was about to explode. He had to let it out.
"Bro, your phone’s ringing!" his younger brother said, quickly retrieving the phone and bringing it over.
Seeing an unfamiliar number, Baldy hesitated for a moment before answering.
"Is this Baldy?" a deep, powerful voice asked.
"It is. Who’s this?" Baldy asked hesitantly.
"Hong Qi!"
"Master Qi! Why would you be calling me? Oh my god, I... I’m truly, unbelievably flattered!" Baldy exclaimed, his eyes wide with disbelief. Master Qi was a legendary figure in the Jinling underworld! A small-timer like him had only ever caught a glimpse of Master Qi’s back from a distance a few times. Getting close enough to be recognized was completely out of the question.
But now the esteemed Master Qi is calling me personally? Could it be? Did Young Master Chang give us permission to go onto campus and grab them?
Before Baldy’s imagination could run wild, the voice spoke again. "Alright, let’s cut the crap. I’m just passing on a message from Young Master Chang. He’s at Nanguo Villa and wants you to head over right away. As fast as you can."
"Huh? Young Master Chang is looking for me? He wants to *see* me?" Hearing this, Baldy began to tremble uncontrollably with excitement.
"Message delivered. That’s all," Master Qi said, his tone level from start to finish, and hung up.
Listening to the dial tone, Baldy was still too overwhelmed to think straight.
"Holy shit! Bro, bro, Young Master Chang wants to see you? We’re about to make it big!" his younger brother shouted ecstatically from behind him.
A meeting with Young Master Chang? Who in the entire Jinling underworld has an opportunity like this right now? Pimping my little sister out was fucking worth it!
Yes, that’s right. That was the utterly despicable thought—one deserving of a bullet—that popped into the head of his brother, a man who only knew how to ride on others’ coattails.
As these thoughts raced through his mind, he grabbed Baldy’s arm and pleaded excitedly, "Bro, bro, can you take me with you to see Young Master Chang? I want to see the great man for myself!"
But all he got in response was his arm being violently thrown off. "Fuck off!" Baldy roared at the younger brother who had caused him so much trouble. "Just shut up! Take you with me? You pathetic loser! Don’t you have any idea what kind of trash you are?"
He then turned to the other hoodlums and ordered, "Pack it up! Everything else waits until I’m back from seeing Young Master Chang!"
With that, Baldy ran to his Prado, yanked open the door, jumped in, and floored the accelerator, speeding off into the distance.







