Peerless Immortal Emperor in City

Chapter 180: Do You Accept? (4th Update)


The He Family Estate, Beijing.

After receiving a call from Qin Heng, He Yiming immediately went to find his father, He Zhenyang, the current Family Head of the He Family, a top-level figure in Beijing whose every action was of great importance. With just a word from him, he could make the president of Yanjing University step down, even expel him completely, never to be employed again!

"Dad, please answer the phone," He Yiming said, handing the phone to He Zhenyang.

"Whose call is it?" He Zhenyang's brow furrowed. "If it's someone looking for a favor, hang up. There are too many people like that, and I don't wish to deal with them."

He Zhenyang's status was too high. Naturally, there was no shortage of people seeking his help, but he could completely ignore them. Because those seeking favors would never pose any threat to him, he had the luxury to help if he wanted or ignore if he chose.

"It's Qin Xuantian's call," He Yiming said cautiously. "Ranked first on the Earth Ranking, invincible under the heavens, Qin Xuantian. He's called, asking for you to take it."

Ranked first on the Earth Ranking, invincible under the heavens, Qin Xuantian... He Zhenyang, who had been drinking tea and reading the newspaper absentmindedly, froze completely upon hearing the name "Qin Xuantian." He took a deep breath and said, "Pass me the phone."

He killed Hong Tianshu with a single palm strike, annihilated the Golden Buddha Temple alone, and slew the Sun God's son, Huangfu Taiyi, with one move! Since Qin Xuantian began his journey, all his fame had been earned through killing. This clearly showed the ferocious nature of this man, who could not tolerate even a speck of sand in his eyes and would not suffer the slightest loss! Moreover, his strength was immense. Even the Tianshi Sect assessed him as a suspected Innate Grandmaster and honored him with the title "Invincible under the Heavens."

"Grandmaster Qin, what do you need?" He Zhenyang steadied his tone, attempting to interact with Qin Heng on equal footing.

"Are you He Yiming's father?" An indifferent and frigid voice came from the other end of the phone, like the speech of Immortal Gods from the highest heavens, seemingly void of emotion. "I want you to immediately relieve Tan Wenhe of his duties at Yanjing University."

Qin Heng's voice was quite loud; even He Yiming, standing by, heard it and immediately felt a pang of unease. Although he had sensed that Qin Heng calling might not be for something trivial, he hadn't expected it to be a direct demand to remove the president of Yanjing University!

"Grandmaster Qin, this..." He Zhenyang also frowned, displeasure appearing on his face. "The president of Yanjing University holds a significant administrative rank. To relieve him of his duties without a valid reason might not be so easy to accomplish."

"That's your problem. The He Family of Beijing, a six-hundred-year-old family; you have your ways," Qin Heng's voice declared indifferently from the other end of the phone. "Whatever your reasons, I want to hear about Tan Wenhe's dismissal within three days."

"..." He Zhenyang fell silent. This influential figure, whose temper could make Beijing tremble, was now shaking with anger, his face ashen. He took a deep breath and said, "And if, within three days, I can't accomplish this?"

"I will eliminate your entire family!" Qin Heng's detached, merciless voice came through the phone, followed by the BEEP-BEEP-BEEP— of the busy signal as he hung up directly.

SMASH!!

He Zhenyang threw the phone on the spot. It shattered on the ground, breaking into pieces, as he roared, "Lawless! Lawless!! Martial Artist! Martial Artist!! He's courting death!! I will petition to mobilize the troops and kill him! Kill him!!"

"Father!! Calm down!!" He Yiming rushed forward, restraining He Zhenyang. "Dad! You have to think this through. Qin Xuantian is a suspected Innate Grandmaster! Ranked first on the Earth Ranking, invincible under the heavens!"

Such Martial Dao powerhouses could not be touched unless tanks, helicopters, and many heavy thermal weapons were deployed! High-level Martial Artists were just too strong!!

"Innate Grandmaster, invincible under the heavens—" He Zhenyang chewed on his cheek, then collapsed onto the sofa. He closed his eyes and let out a long breath, looking as though he had aged a dozen years in an instant.

"Yiming, call Tan Wenhe. Tell him to kneel and beg Qin Xuantian for mercy. No, tell him to agree to all of Qin Xuantian's demands. As long as Qin Xuantian is willing to spare him, he should agree to anything!"

"Okay." Seeing his father like this, He Yiming felt helpless. In front of high-level Martial Artists, worldly power and influence were useless.

Close enough to touch, yet a single man could rival an entire nation! This was no empty boast!

「Tianhai No.1 Middle School, Grade 12, Class 2 classroom.」

Qin Heng hung up the phone and looked at Tan Wenhe. "You can go now," he said indifferently. "Prepare for your future life. Without the position of president of Yanjing University, what can you do?"

"You, you were really on the phone with He Yiming and Minister He just now?" Tan Wenhe looked at Qin Heng with shock and disbelief, then shook his head repeatedly. "No! That's impossible! You haven't been in Beijing for many days; you couldn't possibly know He Yiming or Minister He! You're tricking me!!"

"That's right, Principal Tan! How could such a loser possibly know Young Master He and Minister He? He doesn't have the qualifications!" Shen Yueyan said with a sneer as she looked at Qin Heng. "Loser, the actor you hired just now wasn't bad; he expressed all the emotions well. Must have cost you quite a bit."

"Why are there always ants in this world harboring delusions?" Qin Heng sighed, gently shaking his head. "Seeking their own doom, seeking their own doom."

RING! RING!

Suddenly, a phone rang. Tan Wenhe's phone vibrated. When he looked at the caller ID, he was astounded to see it was He Yiming!!

"This, this..." Cold sweat broke out on Tan Wenhe's face. Glancing at Qin Heng, he started trembling all over. Shaking, he answered the phone and said respectfully, "Young Master He, is something wrong?"

"Kneel before Young Master Qin and apologize with kowtows until he forgives you," He Yiming's indifferent voice came through. "If Young Master Qin has not forgiven you, then go back to Beijing and resign. If you don't resign, there will be very serious consequences. As for what those consequences are, I don't think you'll want to know. Take care of yourself! BEEP-BEEP—"

Before Tan Wenhe could speak, He Yiming hung up the phone.

Tan Wenhe stood there dumbstruck, as if struck by lightning, motionless like a fool. He Yiming's words thundered in his mind.

"Kneel before Young Master Qin and apologize... resign... face the consequences, take care of yourself!!"

Why!? Why has it come to this!? That is the He Family of Beijing!! He Yiming! Why would the He Family also fear Qin Heng so much? How is that possible!?

"President Tan, what's wrong with you?" Shen Yueyan noticed something off about Tan Wenhe's expression and frowned. "Did Young Master He call just now, saying that Qin Heng, that trash, should be properly punished?"

"I'll punish your *expletive* mother!!" Tan Wenhe completely exploded. In front of all the students and parents, the president of Yanjing University cursed loudly, grabbed Shen Yueyan's hair, and roared, "Bitch! It's all because of you! Dammit!!"

BANG!!

Holding Shen Yueyan's hair, Tan Wenhe slammed her head against the wall. She collapsed to the ground, her head split and bleeding, unconscious.

THUMP!!

Tan Wenhe knelt directly on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly before Qin Heng, crying out, "I'm sorry, Young Master Qin! It was my fault for not recognizing Mount Tai! Please forgive me, I beg you! Please, Young Master Qin!!"

BANG!

BANG!

BANG!!

The sound of the president of the premier university kowtowing echoed in the classroom, leaving all the teachers, students, and parents present dumbfounded.

Of course, most eyes turned towards Qin Heng, filled with shock.

It was terrifying! What exactly was Qin Heng's identity that he could scare the president of Yanjing University into kowtowing and apologizing like this, his face smeared with blood!?

The few students who had mocked Qin Heng were now so frightened their legs went weak. They couldn't even stand and collapsed to the ground, their faces ashen, trembling all over. They were terrified to the extreme, on the verge of a mental breakdown.

THUD!

With a heavy, muffled sound, Tan Wenhe's kowtowing came to an abrupt halt as Qin Heng placed his foot on his head.

"With a single word, I can ruin your future and reputation. Do you submit?" Qin Heng spoke calmly, his tone as if discussing something trivial.

"I submit! I submit!! I submit!!" Tan Wenhe quickly said. "This is all what I deserve! I wouldn't dare not submit!!"

"I made you, the president of Yanjing University, kowtow and beg for mercy before me, losing all face! Do you submit?" Qin Heng's tone remained detached.

"I submit! I wholeheartedly submit!" Tan Wenhe cried out. "This is all my fault! How could I not submit!"

"Good." Qin Heng nodded, moved his foot away, and took out a coin from his pocket. Squatting down, he looked at the blood-stained Tan Wenhe and said, "President of Yanjing University, you may continue in your position. However, from now on at Yanjing University, you will be my servant. Everything must be done according to my will, understood?"

"Understood! Understood!!" Tan Wenhe nodded repeatedly. "From now on, I am your servant! If you tell me to go east, I will never go west! Thank you, Young Master Qin! Thank you, Young Master Qin!!"

"Oh, I mentioned before about making a donation to Yanjing University." Qin Heng flicked a one-yuan coin, letting it land on Tan Wenhe's head. He chuckled, "Here's one yuan for you. Take it. As for that Shen Yueyan, I think you know how to deal with her. I don't want to see her at Yanjing University again."

After saying this, Qin Heng left the classroom without giving Tan Wenhe another glance.

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