According to Wei Shaoqiu's plan, his men should have been humiliating Chen Yang at the restaurant's entrance right now, making a spectacle of him for all the passersby. With Zheng Xiaoman and Zheng Xiaoduo standing by, how utterly humiliating would that have been?

And the result? Not only was Chen Yang gone, but his own men were bleeding.

Extremely displeased, Wei Shaoqiu roared, "I'm asking you, where's the man I wanted?"

"He… he went inside," the scarred man responded, cradling his swollen cheek and cowering with his head lowered.

"Heh…" Wei Shaoqiu laughed in a cold fury. "All of you, and you just let him walk in like that?"

"I, I…"

Just as the scarred man tried to explain, Wei Shaoqiu raised his phone and smashed it hard onto the man's forehead.

BANG. BANG. BANG. One blow after another.

"You think I have no reputation to lose?!" Wei Shaoqiu snarled through gritted teeth.

He didn't stop until the phone shattered in his hand. Tossing the broken device aside, he said coldly, "You can't even handle one simple thing. What a useless piece of trash!"

The driver, Guo Kun, stepped forward and offered a white silk handkerchief to Wei Shaoqiu.

Wei Shaoqiu took it, wiped the blood from his hands, and asked, "Is he that tough?"

"Very, very tough. All of us together were no match for him." The scarred man lay in a pool of blood, barely alive and unable to speak. It was another man who stepped forward and answered with trepidation.

"I didn't expect that piece of trash to have some moves."

After wiping his hands clean, Wei Shaoqiu threw the handkerchief aside and ordered Guo Kun, "Notify Hu. Tell him to get over here immediately."

"Oh, and tell him to bring a blade!"

Guo Kun smiled and nodded. "Yes, Young Master."

After making the call, Guo Kun reported, "Young Master, Hu says he can be here in half an hour."

"Excellent!" Wei Shaoqiu bared his teeth in a grin. "Let's go eat first."

Guo Kun shot a glare at the pathetic group of thugs. "What are you still doing here, embarrassing us?! Get lost!" He then hurried to follow his master.

It was the peak dining hour, and the Qiaoxi Sea Restaurant was packed.

With Guo Kun clearing a path, Wei Shaoqiu went straight to the VIP private rooms on the second floor. Only those with a gold card worth five hundred thousand were eligible for entry.

The private room contained a large round table and a KTV booth. Through the massive floor-to-ceiling windows, one had a clear view of the entire ground floor, a feature that provided a strong sense of superiority for the vain.

Wei Shaoqiu lit a cigarette and leaned against the window with both hands. His vicious eyes scanned the crowd below, quickly focusing on one particular table.

It was Zheng Xiaoman, Zheng Xiaoduo, and Chen Yang.

The dishes had been served. Just as Zheng Xiaoman was about to pour Chen Yang a drink, Zheng Xiaoduo snatched the bottle away. "Sister, this is something I should be doing!"

"Master, your disciple will toast you first."

Zheng Xiaoduo exaggeratedly pinched her nose, then raised her glass and drained it in one go.

"There's no need to force yourself if you can't handle it," Chen Yang advised.

"It's fine, it's fine." Zheng Xiaoduo waved her hand dismissively. "As your disciple, it's my duty to toast you three times."

With that, she downed another glass.

Wei Shaoqiu smashed his fist against the window. "That bitch, Zheng Xiaoduo," he said coldly. "She always told me she couldn't drink, and now look at her, one glass after another. Heh..."

With the cigarette dangling from his lips, he turned and asked Guo Kun, "That little bitch, is she looking down on me?"

"Wei Shao, forgive my frankness, but Zheng Xiaoduo is humiliating you!" Guo Kun said with a sinister tone. "Think about it. He's just a piece of trash, while your status is so esteemed. Not only does she refuse to drink with you, she repeatedly toasts that loser. Where does that place you, Young Master?"

Guo Kun not only echoed Wei Shaoqiu's sentiments but also added fuel to the fire. He deliberately ignored the master-apprentice relationship between Chen Yang and Zheng Xiaoduo, his only goal being to enrage Wei Shaoqiu and push him to act instead of wasting time on the girl.

Guo Kun immediately added, "And her sister, Zheng Xiaoman! That woman has always tried to stop you from getting close to Zheng Xiaoduo, Young Master!"

Wei Shaoqiu also laughed, a cold and wanton laugh. "A sister like that? How could I possibly pass her up?"

"Exactly, Young Master!" Guo Kun chimed in.

When he saw Zheng Xiaoduo affectionately loop her arm through Chen Yang's and whisper intimately to him, Wei Shaoqiu completely snapped. He crushed the half-smoked cigarette in his hand into powder.

"What the hell are they doing?!"

His eyes practically bursting with rage, Wei Shaoqiu roared at Guo Kun, "Where the hell is Hu? Why isn't he here yet?"

"I'll call right away and check where he is," Guo Kun said, quickly pulling out his phone.

Wei Shaoqiu ordered ferociously, "Tell him to start by breaking that bastard's left arm!"

"Yes, Young Master."

After hanging up, Guo Kun chuckled. "Young Master, Hu will be here any minute. Five minutes at most."

"Excellent!" Wei Shaoqiu roared with laughter.

Just then...

THUMP. THUMP. THUMP.

There was a knock at the private room door.

"Who is it?" Wei Shaoqiu bellowed.

"It's me, Leng Lingyun," a voice replied from outside. "My men said they saw Wei Shao here, so I came over to say hello."

"Oh, it's Young Master Leng. Come in, quick," Wei Shaoqiu's tone softened slightly.

As scions of Lingjin City's four great super families, they naturally ran in the same circles and knew each other well.

Dressed in a black casual outfit and holding a glass of red wine, Leng Lingyun walked in with a smile.

"Oh? Just the two of you?" Leng Lingyun asked, puzzled.

Wei Shaoqiu pulled out a cigarette and tossed it to him. "I'm not here to eat."

"I'm here to kill someone!"

At those words, Leng Lingyun was clearly taken aback, so much so that he fumbled the cigarette thrown at him. He certainly knew what kind of person Wei Shaoqiu was, but who could have possibly provoked him today?

Leng Lingyun walked over and smiled faintly. "And who might Wei Shao be planning to kill today?"

"Him!"

Wei Shaoqiu pointed through the floor-to-ceiling window, straight at Chen Yang.

Leng Lingyun stood before the window and followed the direction of Wei Shaoqiu's finger.

Huh?

Leng Lingyun froze. Then the hairs on his body stood on end, and his eyes widened in utter shock.

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