Qin Heng hadn't taken that Sun Biao seriously before.

Mere ants, squashed with one slap, simply unworthy of his concern.

The airport shuttle bus continued on its way.

Qin Heng was resting with his eyes closed on the bus. After traveling some distance, he suddenly frowned, opened his eyes, and looked outside. Four Wuling Hongguang vans were driving over.

One of them directly blocked the road, preventing the shuttle from moving forward.

Then, the doors of these vehicles opened, and more than thirty men emerged, holding steel knives, stun batons, and baseball bats. They charged toward the bus, surrounding it.

The one leading them was Sun Biao from earlier. He now had a bandaged head, still showing some bloodstains. Standing beside him was a middle-aged man in a suit, looking quite imposing.

The two had somewhat similar faces, possibly brothers.

"The kid playing tricks just now, get the hell off the bus!" Sun Biao yelled, holding a steel knife in his hand.

The other thirty-odd men also began hitting the bus with their weapons. BANG! BANG! CLANG! CLANG! The entire bus shook as if they were about to tear it apart.

"Get off!"

"Get off!"

Everyone inside the bus fell silent, shrinking back and not daring to speak.

The driver was also at a loss.

Song Ningran turned to Qin Heng beside her, frowning. "Qin Heng, what do we do? There are too many of them, and they have weapons."

She hadn't actually witnessed how formidable Qin Heng truly was. Seeing this menacing crowd of over thirty people, she couldn't help but worry.

"It's fine," Qin Heng said with a smile.

"Hey, young man, at a time like this, stop acting tough," the driver couldn't help but say. "Sun Biao is too powerful; we ordinary folks simply can't provoke him, especially since you're an outsider. Just get down there and apologize quickly."

"Yes! Hurry up and apologize! I still have a plane to catch. This delay is all your fault. Hurry up and take your girlfriend down with you."

"Exactly! If it weren't for you playing tricks, none of this would have happened. You brought this on yourself. It has nothing to do with us. Hurry down!"

"After provoking Sun Biao, don't even think about escaping. There's no way out. Hurry down and kowtow in apology."

The others also started to jeer, obviously feeling Qin Heng had gotten them into this mess.

"Just a few ants. There's no need for me to get involved personally," Qin Heng shook his head lightly and said indifferently, "I don't need to go down. They will soon be kneeling to beg for mercy."

With his current Cultivation Realm, he could sense any movement within a few kilometers. What was about to happen was crystal clear to him.

Of course, nobody inside the bus believed Qin Heng's words.

"You're young, but you talk big. I've never seen Sun Biao beg anyone for mercy."

"You're an outsider; you have no idea how formidable Sun Biao is. Your boasting is useless!"

"Hurry down and kowtow in apology to Sun Biao, or you'll regret it."

They still urged him to go down and beg for forgiveness.

「Outside.」

When Sun Biao saw Qin Heng still wasn't coming down, his anger flared. He yelled, "Kid! You were so arrogant just now! So capable, huh? Then get the hell down here! Fuck!"

"Exactly! Didn't you just say our Sun Biao wasn't even qualified to sit where you sat? We're back now, so why don't you come down, you coward!"

"I think that kid doesn't have the balls. He's probably pissed his pants on the bus by now!"

The thirty-odd men Sun Biao had brought also began to mock loudly.

VROOM! VROOM! VROOM!

At that moment, the dense roar of car engines sounded from afar.

Then, a procession of fifty or sixty luxury cars of various makes and models arrived in neat formation, lining up as if for a welcoming parade, stopping in front of the airport shuttle bus.

These luxury cars, the cheapest of which cost at least a million, were Rolls-Royces, Porsches, Bentleys, and other high-end vehicles that ordinary people wouldn't even dare to dream of!

The two lead cars were even Bugattis and Ferraris, each worth over ten million! Their opulence was unparalleled, dazzling enough to nearly blind everyone.

Immediately, everyone on the shuttle bus held their breath, staring in disbelief at the luxurious motorcade that had appeared before them, their minds filled with confusion.

"Why are these luxury cars here? They must belong to some big shot!"

"Good heavens! Millions, tens of millions for these luxury cars, and so many appearing all at once! Surely they aren't here to meet someone too?"

"Is this the backing that kid was counting on?"

「Outside.」

Sun Biao's thugs were intimidated by the sheer presence of the massive convoy of luxury cars. They all stopped their actions, falling silent and looking to Sun Biao for orders.

They were just petty ruffians; against someone influential enough to command such a fleet, they'd be crushed effortlessly.

Sun Biao's brow also furrowed. He looked towards the motorcade, a trace of apprehension flickering in his eyes, and said to the middle-aged man beside him, "Bro, those cars look like they belong to Qian Zhenghai and the Mo family's..."

"It doesn't matter whose they are." The middle-aged man's eyes were slightly closed, not even glancing at the cars as he spoke indifferently, "You do what you want. If anything happens, I'll take responsibility."

"Alright!" Excitement flashed in Sun Biao's eyes. He raised his steel knife and shouted at the cars in front of him, "Where did all this junk come from? Making such a damn racket! Everyone get the hell out of your cars!"

Qian Zhenghai and Mo Cheng stepped out from the Bugatti and Ferrari, respectively.

Their expressions changed slightly upon seeing Sun Biao. They glanced at the shuttle bus ahead and the men surrounding it, wielding various weapons. They had a pretty good idea of what had transpired.

"Sun Biao, what are you trying to do?" Qian Zhenghai narrowed his eyes slightly and said sternly, "You can throw your weight around usually, Sun Biao, but be careful not to provoke someone you can't afford to."

"That's right." Mo Cheng also nodded and added, "On that bus sits someone you can't afford to provoke. Sun Biao, I advise you to go and kowtow in apology to that young master immediately. Don't bring about your own destruction."

Many of the thugs recognized Qian Zhenghai and Mo Cheng. Instantly terrified, they dropped their weapons.

To them, these two were absolute top-tier figures!

On the shuttle bus, some people also recognized Qian Zhenghai and Mo Cheng.

"Isn't that Qian Zhenghai, the CEO of Immortal Drink Group, and Mo Cheng, the young master of the Mo Conglomerate? Why are they here too? Judging by what they just said, there's a big shot on our bus?"

"No way! Why would a big shot take an airport shuttle? Besides, there doesn't seem to be anyone like that here..."

Their discussion trailed off, and they all fell silent, turning to stare at Qin Heng in astonishment. Could this young man be the person Qian Zhenghai and Mo Cheng were looking for?

If that was truly the case, Sun Biao really might not dare to touch him! We're saved! It seems there won't be any trouble after all.

Everyone on the bus exhaled in relief.

"Sun Biao... maybe we should... back down?" a young thug sidled up to Sun Biao, his face pale as he said, "Those two are too powerful! We can't afford to cross them!"

"Back down, my ass!" Sun Biao slapped the thug to the ground, then pointed at Qian Zhenghai and Mo Cheng, sneering, "You two dare to meddle in my, Sun Biao's, affairs? Now I'll show you who you *really* can't afford to mess with! You don't even know who I really am, and you dare act so arrogantly before me? Fools! Bro! These two morons here are saying there are people our Sun family can't afford to offend!"

"And what is your real identity?" Mo Cheng retorted coldly. "And who is your brother?"

"Me!" The middle-aged man suddenly stepped out from the crowd, glanced at Mo Cheng and Qian Zhenghai, and snorted coldly, "You two certainly have some nerve, acting so presumptuously in front of me and my younger brother!"

"Butler... Butler Sun!?" Mo Cheng and Qian Zhenghai almost cried out in shock.

The instant they saw this man, their legs felt weak, and they nearly buckled to their knees!

The butler of the strongest family! Just one word from him could shut down the Mo family's businesses and the Immortal Drink Group, leaving them with no place even to be buried! Sun Biao was actually his younger brother!! Heavens!!

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