Ye Qiu, carrying the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, had just stepped out of the auction house and was about to get into his car when Young Master Zhang approached with a few lackeys in tow.
Each of the lackeys held a baseball bat.
Their intentions were clearly hostile!
“Kid, you finally came out,” Young Master Zhang sneered sinisterly, extending a hand, “Hand it over.”
“Hand what over?” Ye Qiu asked, feigning ignorance.
“Are you freaking stupid? Give me the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow and the Heavenly Master Token, now!” Young Master Zhang barked.
Ye Qiu smirked dismissively, “Who do you think you are? You think I’ll just give them to you because you say so?”
Young Master Zhang’s face darkened, “Kid, I’m warning you—hand over the Heavenly Master Token and the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow right now, or don’t blame me for getting rough.”
“You think you can get rough with me?” Ye Qiu laughed, “There’s always some blind fool in this world who loves courting death.”
“Kid, who are you calling a fool courting death?”
“Say that again if you’ve got the guts!”
“Zhang Shao, this bastard’s too damn arrogant. We need to teach him a lesson!”
The lackeys roared in anger.
Young Master Zhang stared at Ye Qiu coldly, “You know, arrogant people usually don’t end well—especially in front of me. Their fates are even worse.”
“You already screwed me out of 90 million earlier, and I haven’t settled that score yet. Now you’re still acting cocky in my face? You really don’t know your place.”
“But I’m not an unreasonable guy.”
Young Master Zhang’s tone shifted, a glint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes as he smiled, “Give me the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow and the Heavenly Master Token.”
“Plus, compensate me for my 90 million loss, then cut off one of your own arms. Do that, and we’ll call it even.”
“Otherwise, you know what the Zhang family’s capable of, heh…”
The threat was unmistakable.
“Zhang Shao, isn’t it a bit much to bully someone like this?” Ye Qiu said, his expression calm.
“No choice— I’m just that much better than you,” Young Master Zhang grinned coldly, “If you were better than me, you could bully me too…”
*Slap!*
Ye Qiu’s hand cracked across Young Master Zhang’s face.
“Ah—” Young Master Zhang clutched his face, howling in pain.
“Damn it, he dared hit Zhang Shao! Brothers, beat him down!” Seeing their boss struck, the lackeys swung their baseball bats at Ye Qiu.
*Bang!*
Ye Qiu kicked one lackey flying, then spun into a whirlwind kick, sending four more crashing to the ground.
A swift right hook followed, knocking out the last one.
In the blink of an eye, all the lackeys were sprawled on the ground.
Young Master Zhang was dumbfounded.
“How is this possible?”
“What’s this kid’s deal?”
“How can he fight like that?”
Forgetting the sting on his face, Young Master Zhang yanked a folding knife from his pocket and lunged at Ye Qiu’s heart.
If that stab landed, Ye Qiu would be dead for sure.
And that was exactly Young Master Zhang’s plan.
Killing Ye Qiu would get him the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow and the Heavenly Master Token. He didn’t yet know the token was already with Master Longbrow.
For a spoiled rich kid like Young Master Zhang, offing someone wasn’t a big deal.
The folding knife was now just ten centimetres from Ye Qiu’s heart.
“You bastard, daring to hit me? Die!”
A twisted grin spread across Young Master Zhang’s face, as if he could already see Ye Qiu’s corpse.
But in the next second—
*Snap!*
Ye Qiu’s hand seized his wrist.
Young Master Zhang struggled hard, but Ye Qiu’s grip was like iron—inescapable.
“Zhang Shao, a folding knife like that’s just a toy for street punks to scare people with. It’s boring. If you’re going to play with blades, use something like this.”
Ye Qiu raised the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow.
Instantly, a wave of killing intent surged forth, the blade gleaming with cold light.
Young Master Zhang nearly wet himself, stammering in panic, “W-what are you going to do? I’m telling you, if you touch me, I’ll make sure you rot in prison!”
“Whether I rot in prison is a problem for later. We’ll deal with later when it comes. For now, let’s have some fun.”
Despite the bright smile on Ye Qiu’s face, it sent chills down the spine.
“I’m warning you, if you touch me, my family won’t let you off! Don’t mess around…”
*Crack!*
Before Young Master Zhang could finish, Ye Qiu snapped his wrist.
“Ah…” Young Master Zhang let out a blood-curdling scream, nearly passing out from the pain.
A pampered heir like him, raised with nannies and guarded by bodyguards, had never even scraped a knee. His pain tolerance was far below average.
“Honestly, if you were just some ordinary spoiled brat, I wouldn’t bother with you. But since you’re a Zhang, I’ll play with you properly.”
Ye Qiu stepped forward.
Young Master Zhang stumbled back two steps, shouting, “What the hell do you want?”
“Didn’t you say it yourself? If someone’s better than you, they can bully you. So, I’m just following your rules—bullying you!”
*Slap!*
Another slap landed on Young Master Zhang’s face.
Then, Ye Qiu raised the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow and swung down hard. Just as the blade neared Young Master Zhang, he twisted his wrist, striking with the flat of the blade against his arm.
*Crack!*
Young Master Zhang’s right arm broke.
“Ah…” He collapsed, rolling on the ground in agony.
Ye Qiu’s gaze shifted to the lackeys.
“Back at the auction, you lot were the loudest, barking like dogs. I’ve been putting up with you for too long.”
As his words fell, he struck.
*Crack!*
*Crack!*
*Crack!*
“Ah…”
The scene erupted in screams.
In mere moments, the right arms of all the lackeys were crippled by Ye Qiu.
The commotion drew Young Master Zhang’s bodyguards over.
Soon, a dozen of them surrounded Ye Qiu.
Each wielded a collapsible baton.
A bodyguard helped Young Master Zhang up from the ground. Glaring at Ye Qiu, he snarled viciously, “Let’s see just how tough you really are.”
“You dared to touch me? Hmph, I won’t let this slide.”
“Brothers, get him! Kill him, and tonight I’ll treat you all to a wild time at Shengshi Mingliu…”
But before Young Master Zhang could finish, the sound of *bang bang* echoed through the air.
Relentless.
In less than two minutes, all dozen bodyguards were down, unconscious.
“This…” Young Master Zhang swallowed hard, stunned.
These bodyguards were elite, hired at great expense by his family to protect him. They were skilled fighters, yet in front of Ye Qiu, they were utterly helpless.
Ye Qiu stepped forward and slapped Young Master Zhang again.
*Slap!*
This blow left Young Master Zhang’s mouth bleeding.
“Zhang Shao, I’ll give you a chance. Call for backup.”
“Make sure you bring the toughest guy the Zhang family’s got.”
“Otherwise, I’ll kill you today.”
A cold glint flashed in Ye Qiu’s eyes. Since he’d decided to collect some interest, he might as well collect a lot.
