Translator: Ink Hub

Editor: Beryll

“Hahaha, courting death?!”

“I’d like to see exactly who is courting death today!”

Lin Wanqiu’s expression turned frigid as she slammed her hands together.

Pa! Pa! Pa!

After three claps, several doors on the first floor swung open, and bodyguards dressed in black suits emerged. On the upper left chest of their suits was a gilded divine dragon, the emblem of the Black Dragon Merchant Corps.

More than a dozen robust, sharp-looking men stood in a row behind Lin Wanqiu with their hands behind their backs. They stared at Qi Dengxian and Qiao Qiumeng with cold, ruthless gazes.

Qiao Qiumeng’s heart sank. These people were all from the Black Dragon Merchant Corps. It was clear that Lin Wanqiu had come fully prepared to deal with them.

“What, still want to get rough with me?” Lin Wanqiu looked at Qi Dengxian with disdain, her voice slow and mocking.

Qi Dengxian stared at the bodyguards from the Black Dragon Merchant Corps with an expressionless face. His gaze didn’t waver in the slightest; in his eyes, this was nothing more than a group of clay chickens and pottery dogs.

Lin Wanqiu took a cigarette from the table and placed it in her mouth. A bodyguard was quick to react, pulling out a lighter.

Pa! The flame flickered to life near Lin Wanqiu’s lips.

She lit the cigarette and took a drag before smiling faintly. “What happened? Weren’t you acting all tough just now? Now that you see I have more people, you’ve gone quiet?”

Qi Dengxian shook his head. “I just don’t want to waste my breath on useless nonsense. It seems you have no intention of apologizing for what you’ve done?”

“Apologize? Are you joking!”

“A noble person like me, bowing and apologizing to two bottom-feeders like you?”

“That is the biggest joke in the world; it’s simply ridiculous!”

Lin Wanqiu spoke coldly, a harsh, rasping chuckle escaping her throat.

“I have already stated my conditions. How you choose is your problem.”

“However, let me tell you this: even if you don’t bow your heads now, you will still be kneeling before me once the Qiao Group goes bankrupt.”

“Letting you kneel for only three days now is already an act of mercy on my part.”

The mocking smile on Lin Wanqiu’s face deepened as she looked down on Qiao Qiumeng and Qi Dengxian with a high-and-mighty gaze.

“Old Wang, give me Zhao Heilong’s number.” Qi Dengxian didn’t say another word. He simply pulled out his phone and dialed Wang Wanjin.

Wang Wanjin didn’t ask questions and immediately gave Qi Dengxian the number. Wang Wanjin and Zhao Heilong had been cellmates for a time, and since both were prominent figures in Zhonghai, it was normal for them to have some contact.

Hearing Qi Dengxian’s words, Lin Wanqiu couldn’t help but sneer. “You want Chairman Zhao’s number? Why bother posturing here? I could have just given it to you myself.”

“He’s clearly just playing the big shot. How could a guy like him know Chairman Zhao?”

“I think he’s trying to use those words to intentionally scare Miss Lin. But he doesn’t realize that Miss Lin is Chairman Zhao’s most cherished woman!”

“Exactly. Even if he really could call Chairman Zhao, he’d just be lifting a stone only to drop it on his own feet.”

The bodyguards couldn’t help but sneer. Qi Dengxian clearly didn’t realize the gravity of the situation. He had hit Chairman Zhao’s woman, yet he expected Chairman Zhao to back him up?

Zhao Heilong was famous for being overbearing and protective of his own!

Qiao Qiumeng stood to the side, her heart burning with anxiety. She also found it impossible to believe that Qi Dengxian had the connections to reach someone like Zhao Heilong.

Moreover, Zhao Heilong was Lin Wanqiu’s backer. Even if he did manage to get through, it would only escalate the situation further. Zhao Heilong would never take their side.

“Hello?” Zhao Heilong’s voice came through the receiver.

“It’s Qi Dengxian,” Qi Dengxian said calmly.

When Zhao Heilong heard that voice, he physically shuddered. As expected, this Demon King had finally come looking for him.

That day at the entrance of the Black Dragon Merchant Corps, he had pretended not to see Qi Dengxian, hoping the man wouldn’t seek him out. But now it seemed… what must come, will come!

“Second-in-Command, it’s been a long time. What made you think of contacting me?” Zhao Heilong laughed politely, though his voice carried a hint of tension and embarrassment. “Regarding what happened at the Merchant Corps entrance the other day, my subordinate was in the wrong. I’ve already dealt with him, so please, don’t hold a grudge against me…”

Qi Dengxian said coldly, “Little Loach, I’m currently at Lin Wanqiu’s villa. She’s brought over a dozen of your Black Dragon Merchant Corps thugs and is planning to teach me a lesson. Do you want to come and watch?!”

“What?!”

When Zhao Heilong heard this, his soul nearly left his body from fright.

“Keep acting, go on. I don’t believe anyone would dare call Chairman Zhao ‘Little Loach’!”

“He’s acting way too tough, haha… Last time I saw someone speak disrespectfully to Chairman Zhao, he had both legs broken that very night.”

“There’s probably no one on the other end of the line. Is it fun to sit there posturing?”

The bodyguards all began to sneer, convinced that Qi Dengxian was just playing the big shot.

Lin Wanqiu crossed her arms and laughed coldly. “Let him keep acting. If Chairman Zhao hasn’t been called over here within ten minutes, you will break all four of his limbs. I’ll personally call Chairman Zhao to come and see this trash!”

The bodyguards nodded in agreement.

Qi Dengxian said, “Your woman says she’s giving you ten minutes. If you don’t show up, she’s going to break my limbs.”

“Second-in-Command, please stay calm! Sit down, have a cup of tea, and a smoke. I’ll be there immediately!” Zhao Heilong cried out. Sounds of panicked movement came through the phone. “Quick, quick, quick! Drive me to Longjing Villa right now!”

Qi Dengxian casually hung up and stuffed the phone back into his pocket.

“What? Done acting? Can’t keep it up anymore?” Lin Wanqiu looked at Qi Dengxian with a half-smile.

Qi Dengxian turned to Qiao Qiumeng. “Are you thirsty? Do you want me to pour you a glass of water?”

Qiao Qiumeng was stunned. She cried out, “Qi Dengxian, is there really something wrong with your brain?”

Qi Dengxian casually picked up two glasses, poured some water, and handed one to Qiao Qiumeng.

“All that nagging and complaining with this woman made me thirsty,” Qi Dengxian said with a smile.

“…” Qiao Qiumeng was speechless. She seriously doubted if Qi Dengxian’s mind was functioning correctly, or if he had simply been frightened out of his wits by Lin Wanqiu’s display of power.

Lin Wanqiu patiently watched the exquisite watch on her wrist. Once ten minutes had passed, she looked up, her smile as bright as a flower. “It’s been ten minutes. Chairman Zhao still hasn’t arrived!”

Qiao Qiumeng bit her lip. As expected, Qi Dengxian’s phone call had been nothing but posturing. How could he possibly contact a great figure like Zhao Heilong?

“Hit him! Hit him hard! Break his hands and feet!” Lin Wanqiu’s face suddenly turned cold as she barked the order.

The dozen or so bodyguards moved instantly, surrounding both Qi Dengxian and Qiao Qiumeng in the center.

Helpless tears fell from Qiao Qiumeng’s eyes as she pleaded, “Miss Lin, I’ll kneel to you! Please, don’t let them hit him…”

“Fine. Kneel down and kowtow to me! Do it hard! You aren’t allowed to stop until I say so!” Lin Wanqiu teased cruelly.

As those words left her mouth, Qiao Qiumeng’s knees began to bend, preparing to sink to the floor.

Footnotes: 

TN1: Longjing (龙景) literally translates to “Dragon View,” fitting the theme of the Black Dragon Merchant Corps.

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