Chapter 582

First Volume, Chapter 582: So What If He's an Imperial Official?

The Assistant Minister of Justice's heart turned cold—Qin Feng's gaze, though seemingly calm, brimmed with fierce murderous intent.

That was a look forged only on battlefields drenched in blood and fire!

Considering Qin Feng's current power and background, to claim he wasn't afraid would be a lie.

If this were elsewhere, it might be forgivable.

But this is the Second Prince's banquet—no matter how powerful Qin Feng is, he needn't fear!

The Assistant Minister of Justice forced down his fear and feigned composure.

"Unthinkable!"

"I am an imperial official; even before the Jiuwu Zun in the Imperial Court, I may speak freely."

"Qin Feng, what are you? Do you dare command me to be silent?"

"You and Xie Yun'er are truly a perfect match."

"One is a lawless, arrogant rogue; the other, a shameless, licentious harlot."

At these words, cold laughter rose in waves—all officials joined in throwing stones at one who had fallen.

Even if Qin Feng's tongue were sharp as a blade, he could no longer defend himself.

Just as everyone assumed Qin Feng would slink back to his seat, a shocking scene unfolded.

Without hesitation, Qin Feng stepped forward, closed the distance to the Assistant Minister of Justice, and punched him straight in the face.

Crack!

The crisp snap of a broken nasal bone echoed through the entire civilian household; the room, moments ago filled with sneers, fell utterly silent.

No one expected Qin Feng would dare strike in Li Qian's presence—much less assault a high-ranking imperial official.

The Assistant Minister of Justice staggered backward, clutching his nose, blood gushing freely, his eyes wide with shock.

"Qin… Qin Feng!"

With his nasal bridge shattered, blood flowed backward into his throat—he could no longer form a single coherent sentence.

Only incoherent, stammering sounds escaped his mouth.

Li Qian's face turned ashen, yet he did not rage—now was not the time.

Qin Feng ignored the venomous glares of the crowd and stared coldly at the Assistant Minister of Justice.

"A moment ago you were barking so loudly—why are you silent now?"

"Even if the Minister of Justice himself stood here, I'd still beat him."

"Tens of thousands of Northern Di soldiers tremble before me—do you fools, who only know how to form cliques, really think you can scare me?"

"I think you haven't woken up yet!"

Hearing Qin Feng's icy words, the officials glared with hatred—but no one dared speak another word of slander.

After all…

Qin Feng had already beaten the Assistant Minister of Justice—he had no restraint left. No one wished to invite misfortune now.

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes, showing no intention of letting the Assistant Minister of Justice off.

He barked: "Where is Ning Hu?"

The moment he spoke, the gate was smashed open by the burly Ning Hu.

Everyone froze—the Imperial Guard rushed forward to block him.

Bare-handed, clad in simple cloth, Ning Hu faced ten plus armed-to-the-teeth Imperial Guards without a trace of fear.

"Get out of my way!"

Feeling Ning Hu's ferocious aura, the Imperial Guards all felt a pang of unease.

After all, this was a battle-hardened general who had fought through blood and fire—nothing like an ordinary officer.

Yet duty bound them—they would not retreat.

At that moment, Li Qian's voice rang out: "Let him in."

At those words, the Imperial Guards sighed in relief and quickly stepped aside.

The officials' backs turned icy—everyone in Jingdu knew Ning Hu was Qin Feng's vicious hound.

What was Li Qian thinking, letting Ning Hu inside?

Officials who had already been wary now held their breath, daring not even to breathe.

Watching Ning Hu stride forward, Li Qian's lips curled into a cold smirk.

He wanted to see just how far Qin Feng would go today.

Ning Hu stepped before Qin Feng, bowed, and said: "My Lord, what is your command?"

Qin Feng studied the Assistant Minister of Justice with detached interest and asked calmly: "He insulted and defamed me—what do you think should be done?"

At this, the Assistant Minister of Justice involuntarily took two steps back.

The officials' hearts leapt to their throats—they all knew Qin Feng would not let this go; blood would be spilled tonight.

Yet no one expected Ning Hu to laugh at Qin Feng's question.

"What can you do? Pretend you didn't hear it."

The officials, moments ago tense, nearly stumbled from shock.

As Qin Feng's loyal servant, and hearing his master defamed—he just pretended not to hear?

Clearly, everyone around Qin Feng was mad.

Ning Hu loosened his fists, grinned wide, and adopted an air of perfect reasonableness.

"Qin Brother's reputation in Jingdu has long been beyond redemption—so the saying goes: a dead pig fears no boiling water."

"Besides, reputation among the capital's elite means nothing compared to the folk's view."

"The more Qin Feng's reputation stinks in Beijing's circles, the more the people adore him."

Just moments ago, everyone had been confused, but after Ning Hu's explanation, they finally understood.

From start to finish, Qin Feng stood firmly on the people's side, never caring about his own reputation.

This is why, despite all the slander and provocation, Qin Feng never blushed or flinched.

At that moment, Qin Feng asked another question.

"What should be done to the Assistant Minister of Justice for slandering Xie Yun'er?"

The moment before, Ning Hu had been grinning, but his face turned instantly grim, becoming fiercely menacing.

He whirled around, his gaze like a vicious tiger, locking onto the Assistant Minister of Justice, as if he wanted to tear the man apart and swallow him whole.

"Dare to slander Miss Xie?! If Qin Brother says the word, I'll go right now and rip out his tongue! Let him meet the King of Hell with not a single word left to spit!"

Facing Ning Hu's low growl, the Assistant Minister of Justice couldn't help but stagger backward, his face as pale as paper.

Qin Feng didn't waste words: "Then what are you waiting for? Go."

At these words, everyone present drew a sharp breath.

As Ning Hu lunged without hesitation at the Assistant Minister of Justice, even Li Qian's heart surged with shock.

Could Qin Feng really be so bold—actually encouraging his subordinate to assault a government official in public?!

The Assistant Minister of Justice turned pale with terror, trying to flee—but it was too late. Ning Hu grabbed him by the neck from behind.

With a slight tug, he lifted the man into the air like a helpless chick.

Ning Hu made no pause—he swung his arm, and the Assistant Minister of Justice flew through the air, crashing into two tables before coming to a stop.

How could a man who had spent half his life as a civil official endure such a beating?

He spat blood on the spot, eyes rolling back.

The surrounding officials stared in stunned silence, trembling uncontrollably.

Xie Yun'er covered her mouth, eyes wide open, equally incredulous.

Before this, Xie Yun'er had thought Qin Feng would at most argue fiercely, just to vent his Hatred.

Who could have imagined… Qin Feng would be so blunt and brutal?

To beat a government official in public—for her? Good heavens!

Beyond shock, Xie Yun'er was deeply moved—after all… Qin Feng had done all this for her.

To protect those close to him, Qin Feng dared to stand against Heaven!