Chapter 137: Courtesy before combat?

Chris found it unbelievable.

Such a powerful Hunter God could almost rival the Holy Court and the Dark Guild, yet it had once been crippled by Qin Yang's master.

How strong must his master be?

The current Hunter God is merely a remnant from back then—how terrifying.

"I realized I still underestimated you, underestimated the forces behind you; I thought if you could protect me that would be good enough, and maybe you wouldn't even want to protect me, but now I see I underestimated you."

Chris sighed.

Qin Yang smiled.

A Baiyun Guan is merely a small part of Long Guo's strength.

His opponents have never been abroad; they are domestic.

"So I can relax now; I'm happy today, I want to go shopping—who's coming with me? I'll pay."

Chris said.

Everyone except Qin Yang raised their hands.

Chris waved her hand, and everyone followed.

Qin Yang's mouth curled slightly.

Chris will probably regret it soon.

All the people following her are wealthy; with her little purse, she probably can't withstand the expense.

Qin Yang planned to laze around at home.

The phone rang; Qin Yang saw an unknown number and still chose to answer.

"Are you Qin Fangfei's guardian?"

"Yes."

Qin Yang said.

"Qin Fangfei got into a fight at school and injured someone; please come handle it right away."

The voice on the phone was quite rude.

Qin Yang's expression changed slightly, and he immediately said, "I'll be there right away."

As for what the other party said, Qin Yang didn't believe a word of it.

Qin Fangfei, a child who has always been oppressed and bullied, could never have started a fight and injured someone—it's impossible.

Most likely, the other side bullied Qin Fangfei.

Afterwards, the kindergarten, seeing Qin Fangfei's timid demeanor, chose to favor the other side.

Thinking of this, a cold glint flashed in Qin Yang's eyes.

He fetched the car at high speed and drove to the school.

He arrived in less than ten minutes.

He stated his purpose, and the security let him in.

Then he found the office; at that moment Qin Fangfei stood in a corner, a slap mark still on her face.

Not far away, a group of people chatted and laughed, and a chubby little boy proudly looked at Qin Fangfei, playing with her hairpin in his hand.

Seeing Qin Yang enter, the other side immediately provoked him.

A kindergarten teacher said, "You must be Qin Fangfei's guardian; this child, as soon as she arrived at school, has been bullying other kids and even fighting—you really need to discipline her properly."

Qin Yang ignored her and instead asked Qin Fangfei, "Fei Fei, tell Dad what happened."

Qin Fangfei looked up at Qin Yang with a wronged expression; facing the teacher's fierce gaze, she lowered her head.

Qin Yang blocked the teacher's gaze and gently said, "Fei Fei, tell Dad what really happened; don't worry, Dad's here, no one will dare bully you."

Under Qin Yang's reassurance, Qin Fangfei finally dared to lift her head and said, "Shi Xiaoming grabbed my hairpin; I refused, so he forcefully took it and tried to hit me—I pushed him, and he fell to the ground."

"Who slapped your face?"

Qin Yang continued asking.

"Shi Xiaoming's mother hit me; the teacher held me back and let her do it."

Qin Fangfei said, aggrieved.

Saying this, she lifted her head, took Qin Yang's hand, and said, "Dad, there's also Teacher Xiao Wei; she protected me and was expelled by the school, and Teacher Xiao Wei is very upset."

"Dad knows; Dad will help you get justice—this isn't your fault, it's theirs."

Qin Yang said.

Qin Fangfei blinked, "Is that really true?"

"But Dad said so, so it must be true."

Thinking of this, Qin Fangfei's gaze became resolute.

Qin Yang turned, his expression blank, stared at the several teachers and parents, and asked, "Speak up—how do you intend to handle this?"

"What do you mean 'how to handle'? Your kid knocked my son down; if he gets hurt, can she afford to pay? I haven't even asked you for compensation yet."

Shi Xiaoming's mother spoke loudly, her expression haughty, she glanced contemptuously at Qin Yang.

Those teachers told her, "This man in front of you is just a soft‑rice man; you don't need to take him seriously."

"Should we compensate—would ten million be enough?"

Qin Yang asked lightly.

Chen Yan, Shi Xiaoming's mother, was startled; she looked at Qin Yang in surprise, wondering if this guy was real or fake.

"Someone who can casually produce ten million—really just a pretty face?"

"Even if he's a pretty face, he's not someone ordinary people can offend."

"What are you pretending? Just a pretty face—if you can't even come up with one million, I'll livestream myself eating shit upside down."

This is a female teacher in her forties, with a disdainful expression.

Card number.

Qin Yang said lightly.

Chen Yan sneered contemptuously and said, "You trying to scare me? If you can take out ten million, I'll kneel and kowtow to apologize."

Afterward, she gave her bank card number.

Qin Yang smiled and said, "Actually, there's no need for all that trouble."

He took out his phone and did a series of operations.

Soon, a message notification sounded on Chen Yan's phone.

Upon seeing her phone, her pupils instantly contracted slightly.

Ten million was credited to the bank card.

The other party actually could really come up with that much money.

Chen Yan felt a bit guilty.

She forced a laugh and said, "Sir, actually there's no need for this; I'll return the money to you shortly. In this matter, my child is also at fault; I apologize to you."

Qin Yang, however, ignored her.

He said to several teachers, "My child made you teachers angry; I will personally compensate each of you five million. Please tell me your card numbers."

The several teachers exchanged glances; although they felt something was off, the temptation of five million was truly too great for them.

They immediately reported their card numbers.

Soon, Qin Yang transferred the money to their bank cards.

The several teachers instantly beamed with joy.

"Mr. Qin, rest assured; from now on at school we will definitely take good care of Qin Fangfei and won't let her be bullied."

"Yes, little Qin Fangfei is very sensible; today's incident cannot be entirely blamed on her."

……

Qin Fangfei gazed thoughtfully at the several teachers; they were completely unlike her own Teacher Xiao Wei.

Moreover, I haven't done anything wrong; why did Dad give them money?

Just then, Qin Yang smiled and said, "Next, it's your turn to give me an explanation."

As soon as he said that, the several teachers' expressions stiffened.

Chen Yan also sensed something amiss—was this courtesy before force? What did the other party intend to do?

Just then, Chen Yan's phone rang.

She answered the call.

"You idiot, who did you offend? Our company is finished; Baiyun Group and the Su Family have announced they'll blacklist us, our capital chain is completely broken, our accounts are now frozen—you might as well go beg on the streets."

Chen Yan's face instantly turned ashen.