Qi Dengxian’s attitude sent a jolt of shock through everyone present.

Did this guy really lose his mind? Did he still think he was the Young Master of the Qi family, or Yu Xiaolong’s fiancé?

Qiao Qiumeng was equally terrified. This was Kang Xuequan, a scion of the Imperial Capital’s Kang family. Offending him was far more terrifying than offending the Black Dragon Chamber of Commerce. Even ten such chambers tied together could not hope to match the might of the Kang family.

“And if I do not drink? What are you going to do? Do you actually dare touch me?”

“Hehe. I, Kang Xuequan, am the third young master of the Kang family!”

“You used to be from the capital. You should know exactly what the name ‘Kang’ represents.”

Kang Xuequan did not place Qi Dengxian in his eyes at all. He did not believe for a second that this man would actually make a move. Anyone could talk tough, but taking action was another matter entirely.

While speaking, Kang Xuequan stood up and reached out his right hand, intending to pat Qi Dengxian’s cheek. He added mockingly, “Little brat, my patience is limited. If you do not do as I said, then I will have to start—”

…then I will have to start moving.”

Before his hand could touch Qi’s face, Qi Dengxian’s grip clamped onto it like a vice, slamming it onto the table.

In the next heartbeat, Qi Dengxian snatched a steel fork. It spun twice between his nimble fingers in a flashy display. Then, the fork drove down violently into the back of Kang Xuequan’s hand.

Puchi!

The dull sound of the impact echoed. The steel fork pierced through Kang Xuequan’s flesh and into the solid wood tabletop, pinning his entire palm to the surface.

“Argh!!!” Kang Xuequan let out a bloodcurdling scream. His body curled into a ball of agony as he clutched at his mangled hand.

Qiao Qiumeng felt as if a bomb had gone off in her head. Her mind went completely blank. Qi Dengxian… actually attacked Kang Xuequan? Not only that, he did something so extreme as to pin the man’s hand to the table with a fork!

Qi Dengxian spoke coldly. “You are drinking this juice today, whether you want to or not. Otherwise, this matter is not going to be settled easily.”

“Madman! Qi, you are a goddamn madman! You actually dared to wound Young Master Kang!” Zhang Shaojie roared, his face a mask of terror.

The surrounding lackeys were just as frightened. They were used to seeing Kang Xuequan bully others, they had never seen anyone dare treat Kang Xuequan this way.

Qiao Qiumeng was on the verge of tears. She stammered, “Young Master Kang, are you all right?”

“I… he… he did not mean it! He was just impulsive for a moment. Please do not…”

“Ah! I shall apologize on his behalf. I shall pay for your treatment, I shall compensate you…”

Qiao Qiumeng was so terrified her speech was incoherent. Her brain was a chaotic mess.

Kang Xuequan’s face twisted with savagery. “What the hell are you to apologize to me? Are you even worthy?!”

He turned his gaze back to Qi Dengxian, his teeth gnashing. “Qi, you dare touch me? Within twenty-four hours, I will have the entire Qiao family buried with you!”

Even as the man spoke, Qi Dengxian slammed the glass of juice down in front of him.

Dang!

The juice rippled violently from the impact.

Qi Dengxian looked at him with an icy expression. “Drinking or not?”

“You are seeking death! Daring to threaten Young Master Kang? I shall kill you first!” One of the rich scions grabbed a chair and swung it at Qi Dengxian.

Qi Dengxian did not even turn his head. A back kick snapped out. Bang! The scion was sent flying along with the chair, smashing into the wall. He slumped to the floor, his status unknown.

“Don’t provoke him! This guy is a madman! He has already given up on himself. We are precious porcelain, there is no need to smash ourselves against a cracked jar!”

“Exactly. He has offended Young Master Kang so severely. Young Master Kang already promised he and the Qiao family will be dead within twenty-four hours. We do not need to step out now.”

“Truly the first time I have seen someone so oblivious to the stakes. Just a powerless prison guard, yet he dares use force on Young Master Kang!”

Seeing that Kang Xuequan remained silent, Qi Dengxian let out a cold laugh. He pinched Kang’s jaw, forcing his head back, and poured the juice down his throat. Gulu, gulu, gulu.

Everyone watched in numb silence. This… this was the third young master of a top-tier capital family!

Bang!

After emptying the glass, Qi Dengxian slammed Kang Xuequan’s head against the table one more time.

Qiao Qiumeng collapsed into a chair, her face deathly pale and her body trembling uncontrollably.

It was over. Kang Xuequan would never let Qi Dengxian or the Qiao family go now.

Zhang Shaojie was also shivering. If the Kang family pursued this to the end, he might be dragged down with them.

“Next time, Young Master Kang, remember which people you can provoke and which you can’t.” Qi Dengxian said with a smile, flicking the handle of the steel fork.

The fork, still embedded in Kang’s hand, vibrated with a loud hum. The resonance sent fresh waves of pain through Kang Xuequan, causing him to scream again.

Kang Xuequan stared at Qi Dengxian with a murderous gaze. He nodded slowly. “Good. Very good.”

“Qi Dengxian, you really have guts. Daring to wound me, daring to humiliate me.”

“You are nothing but a fallen prison guard, yet you dare challenge me. I have to say, your courage is immense.”

“I hope you can keep this steel-willed attitude up. Don’t go soft when the Kang family’s men arrive. Otherwise, it would be quite boring.”

“I have recorded every detail of today. If I do not repay this a hundredfold, my surname is not Kang!”

Hearing Kang Xuequan speak with such gravity, everyone felt a chill in their hearts. In their memory, this was the first time Young Master Kang had spoken such heavy words. He was usually a man of few words who dealt with people ruthlessly without warning. This time was different. One could only imagine the inferno of rage burning in his heart.

“This grandpa will be waiting for you, little brat.” Qi Dengxian said, lightly patting Kang Xuequan’s cheek.

Kang Xuequan’s eyes were sinister. “Remember. Within twenty-four hours, I want your family ruined and dead.”

“You can try to run, too. I would love to see if you can escape the Kang family’s dragnet.”

“Even if you flee to the ends of the earth, to America or Europe, I will make you realize the price of offending me.”

Having said his piece, Kang Xuequan gave a violent roar and yanked the steel fork out of his own palm. He gnashed his teeth in pain, panting heavily.

“Mm. Quite tough. I admire that. I shall be waiting.” Qi Dengxian laughed. He reached out and grabbed the stunned Qiao Qiumeng, leading her out of the room.

Zhang Shaojie shouted behind them, “Qi! If you are a man, do not drag Qiao Qiumeng into this! Stand by your own actions!”

“Drag her in? Hmph.”

“The Qiao family will surely be buried with him.”

“Anyone associated with him will die without a place for burial!”

Kang Xuequan lowered his head, coldly licking his wound as he spoke slowly.

Seeing him like this, the crowd trembled once more. This time, Young Master Kang was going to make a major move.

The sky over Zhonghai was about to change.

NOTES

Little bastard (小王八犢子): A common, albeit very rude, insult.

Porcelain versus cracked jar (瓷器不跟瓦罐碰): An idiom meaning those of high status should not risk themselves fighting those who have nothing to lose.

💝 Support the Team

possible odoabuchi

✍️ Translator

☕ Buy Me a Coffee