"You won't even have the chance to regret!"

Wang Heyang was stunned. He stared at Qin Heng in disbelief, as if looking at a fool.

"Well, I'd like to see how a piece of trash like you, a garbage picker, is going to leave me with no chance for regret!" Wang Heyang raised his hand and beckoned. "Security! This guy is just a garbage picker, and he's still acting arrogant here! Throw him out!"

"Wang Heyang!" Ai Shan Shan still stood protectively in front of Qin Heng. "That was just Yun Feng's side of the story. You can't label Mr. Qin Heng a garbage picker based on that. Maybe he's telling the truth. What if someone really did invite him?"

"Shan Shan, what are you saying?" Wang Heyang's face turned livid with anger when he saw Ai Shan Shan defending Qin Heng. It felt like a green hat was forming on his head. "Who would invite a garbage picker? Miss An Qi? That's absolutely impossible!"

Although he had never even held Ai Shan Shan's hand, he already considered her his exclusive possession, off-limits to others. Now, she was defending a garbage picker, making him feel utterly humiliated!

"Kid, I advise you to quit while you're ahead. Just being able to sit in a place like this is enough for you to boast about for a lifetime," Yun Feng jeered from the side. "No need to argue. More than one person saw you picking garbage."

With that, he turned to Ai Shan Shan. "Miss Shan Shan, you said it was just my side of the story. That's not correct. Song He, Zhai Shuangshuang, come over here."

Then, a man and a woman walked over.

The man had dyed blond hair and pierced ears. He wore ripped jeans and carried himself with a flashy, arrogant air, as if he looked down on everyone.

The woman was attractive but wore heavy makeup: bright red lipstick, dark eyeshadow, and reddish streaks in her hair. She wore a revealing spaghetti-strap top that showed off ample cleavage, paired with tiny hot pants that exposed her long legs and much of her shapely rear.

She was incredibly flirtatious.

"Young Master Yun, why did you call us over?" Song He scratched his head, a glass of red wine in hand. He looked around and said, "Hey? Isn't that the garbage-picking guy? His clothes look the same."

"Indeed, it's the kid who was picking up trash." Zhai Shuangshuang raised an eyebrow and suddenly laughed. "Tsk, tsk. I didn't notice before, but you're quite a handsome young man. Not bad at all, really. With your face, height, and figure, why bother picking up trash? Come on, stick with Sister Zhai, and I'll make sure you eat well and live comfortably!"

Now, two more people had come forward to confirm Qin Heng was a garbage picker, and their social standing was no less than Yun Feng's.

"Young Master Yun's family owns a construction company with assets in the hundreds of millions. There's no reason for him to slander such a worthless bum. Miss Shan Shan, you don't need to doubt it anymore. This kid is definitely a garbage picker!"

"Young Master Song's family owns a chain of bars, and Miss Zhai's family runs a chain of hotels, both with assets in the hundreds of millions. To them, this kid Qin Heng is utter trash. They have no reason to slander him."

The people around started defending Yun Feng and the others.

Ai Shan Shan was very anxious. Looking at Qin Heng, she said, "Mr. Qin Heng, please say something! You can't let them slander you like this."

"Explain?" Qin Heng glanced at Ai Shan Shan, a look of surprise and confusion on his face. "Haven't I already explained? Someone like Wang Heyang isn't qualified to speak to me. Get Wang Nanzuo, the Wang Family Head, over here."

"Oh, right." Qin Heng then looked at Wang Heyang, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Didn't I tell you to kneel and kowtow in apology? Why are you still standing? Do you want me to make you?"

"Ooh, the handsome young man has quite a temper," Zhai Shuangshuang's eyes lit up as she looked at Qin Heng with delight. "Such a handsome face, yet you resort to picking up trash. You certainly have some backbone. Here, take this."

SLAP!

Zhai Shuangshuang tossed a bank card onto the table. Looking at Qin Heng with a beaming smile, she said, "There are two million in here. Kneel down now, lick my toes, and this card is yours."

"Damn! Awesome! Sister Zhai is incredible! Kid, you couldn't make two million picking trash in your entire lifetime. Now you can get it just by licking her toes! Hurry up and thank Sister Zhai!"

"How dare you call the beautiful and adorable Fairy Zhai 'Sister Zhai'? Do you have a death wish? Fairy Zhai, I'm willing to lick your toes! Heh heh, I don't even need the two million. Other places would be fine too!"

These rich young masters lived decadent lives, and crude jokes rolled off their tongues effortlessly.

Ai Shan Shan blushed beet red at their words, completely flustered and unsure what to say.

"Are you talking to me?" Qin Heng glanced at Zhai Shuangshuang indifferently, shaking his head slightly. "So young, yet so eager to die. Don't you want to live anymore?"

As he spoke, he picked a peanut from the fruit platter on the table and flicked it with his finger.

WHOOSH!

A piercing whistle cut through the air as the peanut shot from Qin Heng's fingers like a bullet.

CRACK!

The sound of a bone shattering rang out!

"AHHH!!" Zhai Shuangshuang screamed in agony.

The hand she had just used to toss the bank card was pierced clean through by the peanut, leaving it a mangled, bloody mess, blood gushing freely!

It was horrifying!

Human bones are so hard! How could a peanut pierce one?!

Everyone was stunned!

They stared at Qin Heng in disbelief, their eyes filled with terror.

Such power! It was beyond the comprehension of any normal person!

A gleam flashed in Ai Shan Shan's eyes. As she looked at Qin Heng, her gaze was filled with admiration. A lifelong fan of Wuxia novels, she now saw Qin Heng as a true martial arts master!

Only Wang Heyang remained unfazed. His expression grew even more disdainful as he slowly walked forward. Looking at Qin Heng with contempt, he sneered, "So that's why a garbage picker like you is so arrogant. Turns out you're a Martial Artist! A mere Martial Artist dares to be arrogant in front of the Wangs? How laughable! You're courting death! Soon, I'll make you understand what regret truly means! Martial Artist, you think you're the only one? My family has operated in Tianhai for hundreds of years and amassed more Cultivation Techniques than you've ever seen. My cousin, Wang Quan, is a genius Martial Artist who reached the Hidden Force realm at only eighteen! Tonight, my cousin Wang Quan will be here. He'll arrive soon. Just you wait and see how you die!"

Wang Quan?

"Heh." Qin Heng chuckled coldly.

After Qin Heng had subdued the Chens, Wang Quan had called him to convey the Wangs' position. He had stated that the Wangs would absolutely not oppose Qin Heng's wishes. If any Disciple of the Wangs offended him, the family would personally eliminate them!

A branch family member like Wang Heyang probably hadn't received the news yet, which is why he doesn't recognize me. When Wang Quan arrives... That will be Wang Heyang's doom!

"Never mind Wang Quan. Even if your Family Head, Wang Nanzuo, came, if I told him to kneel, he would kneel! Wang Heyang, what do you amount to? Kneel!" Qin Heng's tone turned icy.

The final word, "Kneel!"

It resounded like a thunderclap, deafening and echoing through the air!

Wang Heyang felt an invisible force materialize out of nowhere, pressing down on him with immense weight. His knees simply couldn't withstand it!

THUD!

He collapsed to his knees! He was forced into a full prostration, kowtowing deeply to Qin Heng, his forehead pressed to the ground!

"AHHH!!" Wang Heyang, head pressed to the ground, roared, "Qin Heng! I'll kill you! I'll kill you! When my cousin Wang Quan gets here, I'll make sure you die without a complete corpse!"

"Who did you say will die without a complete corpse?" Suddenly, a clear voice rang out.

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