Chapter 7: with translation of chapter title

The next morning, Qin Yang got up early, asked for Su Nuan Yue's address, ate breakfast like a gust sweeping away clouds, and hurried over.

Qin Weiye Lěng hēng once and could hardly eat.

"Dad, don't worry, starting today, big brother will behave." Qin Li said with a smile.

Jiang Wanrou praised: "It's Li'er who's capable."

She glanced at the dinner table and sighed.

Originally there were five people in the family, but now two are injured.

Qin Xue is at Yi Yuan, and Qin Wan even lost a tooth from a fall.

If this continues, they'll probably all end up at Yi Yuan.

Teaching Qin Yang a lesson is inevitable.

"Anyway, he's just a country bumpkin, thick-skinned and hard to hurt." Jiang Wanrou thought to herself.

Qin Yang went out, hailed a taxi, and headed for the Su residence.

Jiéguǒ, the taxi driver took him to a dead-end alley.

Qin Yang smiled, completely unbothered.

He opened the car door, stepped out, and Qin Yang said, "Hurry up Dòngshǒu, after I'm done I still have to go to the Su residence."

The driver got out of the car, a long scar across his face, looking very sinister.

His eyes coldly fixed on Xu Tian, the driver said, "Someone hired me to break your leg—you might have to crawl to the Su residence."

Qin Yang tilted his head, stared at the driver, then smiled.

One minute later, a taxi drove out of the dead-end alley, while the driver lay on the ground, both legs already broken.

Cold sweat beaded on his forehead as he pulled out his phone from his pocket and dialed a number.

"Young master, I failed— that person is formidable; he kicked and broke my leg."

On the other end of the line, Ye Chen's face darkened.

The scarred man was his father's third-ranking war chief, strong in strength; they had thought they were just teaching a country bumpkin a lesson, but didn't expect even him to fail.

"How strong is the opponent?" Ye Chen asked.

"One move and he kicked my leg broken—I didn't even see his motion clearly." the scarred man said bitterly.

"I'll have someone pick you up and take you to Yi Yuan; don't worry, your leg will be fine."

Ye Chen said.

Afterwards, he hung up.

Soon, Qin Li received Ye Chen's call.

"Young Master Ye, is the matter settled? That's great—brother, let me treat you tonight; let's go to Xian Ke Lai for a drink."

Qin Li said with a smile.

Ye Chen said coldly: "Qin Li, you dare play me? You just wait—I'll definitely kill you."

Qin Li was stunned, just about to explain, when Ye Chen hung up.

He called back, but all he got was a busy signal.

Had Ye Chen blocked himself?

What's going on?

Sensing the anger in Ye Chen's tone just now, Qin Li felt his scalp go numb.

He knew deep down that something must have gone wrong.

……

At that moment, Qin Yang arrived at the Su residence.

After stating his identity, Qin Yang was invited inside.

However, upon entering, he saw not Su Nuan Yue but a youth with a feminine appearance.

His gaze fell on Qin Yang, undisguised contempt in his eyes.

"You're Qin Yang, right? The son the Qin family just brought back from the countryside."

The youth asked.

"What's with calling your dad?"

Qin Yang replied irritably.

The youth stared for a moment, then flew into a rage, fixing Qin Yang with a cold stare and saying, "Sure enough, you're from the countryside—no manners at all. Do you know who I am?"

Qin Yang looked as if he'd suddenly realized something.

"Oh, you're an idiot—go play somewhere else; I won't talk to an idiot."

"Damn, you dare insult me—you believe I'll kill you?" the youth exclaimed angrily.

All his life, no one has dared to insult him to his face.

Qin Yang gave a faint smile and said, "I'm just stating the facts—you don't even know your own name, yet claim you're not an idiot?"

The youth nearly exploded with rage—was that what he meant?

"Forget it, I can't be bothered arguing with a country bumpkin like you—you… ah."

Before the youth could finish his sentence, Qin Yang slapped him across the face.

He covered his face, then spat out several bloody teeth.

The youth stared at Qin Yang in disbelief—he actually dared to hit him.

"Your mouth really stinks—I'll fix you up; if you dare insult anyone again, I don't mind knocking out all your teeth."

Qin Yang glanced at the youth.

The profanity the youth was about to blurt out got swallowed back.

He gritted his teeth, angrily said: "Where are the bodyguards? Are they all dead? I, the young master, got beaten—why aren't you coming over?"

As the youth spoke, over a dozen bodyguards rushed in and surrounded Qin Yang.

Cripple him for me.

The youth shouted.

Over a dozen bodyguards were about to Dòngshǒu.

Stop.

At that moment, a voice sounded.

Du Li walked over, pushing Su Nuan Yue.

Those bodyguards, upon hearing Su Nuan Yue's words, immediately stopped their actions and stepped to the side.

In this household, Su Nuan Yue has the final say.

Su Nuan Yue glanced at the youth, lightly said: "Su Jiang, what do you want to do to your future brother-in-law?"

Su Jiang wore an expression of disbelief, he pointed at his own face and angrily said: "What do you mean what I'm doing to him? Clearly he hit me—look at my face."

You hit him?

Su Nuan Yue's gaze fell on Qin Yang.

Yes.

Qin Yang admitted without any hesitation.

Su Jiang sneered, wanting to see what Su Nuan Yue would say.

Even just to save face, she ought to punish this Qin Yang a bit.

Su Nuan Yue frowned and said: "Next time hit harder—best to kill him, so no one will vie with me for the Su Family's inheritance."

Qin Yang's eyes lit up slightly, he smiled and said: "I can kill him right now."

In the instant he spoke, he somehow ended up beside Su Jiang, one hand gripping his neck.

Su Jiang's face instantly turned red; he could barely catch his breath.

In his mind arose a terrible thought: this guy really intends to kill him.

Forget it—anyway, even if he lives, he poses no threat to me.

Su Nuan Yue said.

Qin Yang somewhat regretfully released his grip; Su Jiang immediately went limp on the ground, gasping heavily.

He stared at Qin Yang in terror; a moment later, the other would have truly strangled him to death.

This filled Su Jiang's heart with fear toward Qin Yang.

Hey, brother-in-law, let me tell you: I don't have a good temper, I can't take any slight—before you provoke me next time, remember to buy a coffin in advance.

Qin Yang kindly reminded.

Su Jiang's face showed horror; he shivered and shook his head wildly.

Xiāngxìn he will never again lightly provoke Qin Yang.

"Don't scare him," Su Nuan Yue said with a light smile.

Qin Yang gave her a strange look, surprised, saying: "You actually think I'm scaring him?"

Isn't that scaring him?

That really means wanting to get rid of Su Jiang.

Su Nuan Yue's heart jolted—just what is Qin Yang's background? He's ready to kill at the drop of a hat.

Du Li stared at Qin Yang; from beginning to end, she never felt Qin Yang was just threatening—she sensed a terrifying killing intent from him.

Only someone whose hands are stained with blood, and not just one person's blood, can possess such terrifying killing intent,