Not long ago, many people knew that Qi Xiang had found an adoptive father, one she frequently visited to curry favor.

Even the incident where she berated the old man and nearly came to blows with him—all because he refused to transfer ownership of the house to her—was known by quite a few. So much time had passed that everyone assumed the matter was over.

But today, someone came knocking. Were they trying to settle old scores?

Suddenly, the room fell silent. The visitors were aggressive, resorting to violence without a word, which was truly frightening.

"So you're the adopted son of that old bastard? Heh heh..." Qi Xiang sneered after collecting herself. She looked up, her venomous eyes locked on Chen Yang as she growled, "You dare lay a hand on me? You clearly don't know how to spell 'death'!"

SLAP!

Chen Yang struck her across the face, leaving five clear finger marks on her cheek. Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

"If you had simply fulfilled your duties as an adopted daughter, I could have given you ten apartments, let alone just that one."

Chen Yang looked down at her and said coldly, "My adoptive father is a man who values relationships and loyalty. Unfortunately, you were too impatient. If you had just held on for another year or two, that house would have naturally become yours."

"After gaining his trust, you turned on him with insults and vile abuse, all over a house. Do you have any idea how much psychological damage you caused him?"

"I also heard you were planning to hire someone to teach him a lesson?"

Qi Xiang scoffed, "Who the hell are you to yell at me here? You're right, I was going to find someone to take care of that old coot!"

"And after I'm done with you today, I'll go find him right away!"

"Who exactly are you people? This is the Wang Family estate! How dare you act so presumptuously!" Wang Qingliang finally snapped out of his shock, leaping to his feet and roaring in fury.

Yang Hu raised a finger and said flatly, "Shut up. This has nothing to do with you."

Wang Qingliang stared blankly for a moment before bursting into derisive laughter.

This is the Wang Family's home!

Someone barges into his house, hits his girlfriend, and then tells him it's none of his business?

As the eldest young master of the Wang Family, he had met plenty of arrogant people, but never someone this audacious!

THUMP. THUMP. THUMP.

The Wang Family's bodyguards rushed out instantly. Two stayed by Wang Qingliang's side while the remaining seven or eight fanned out to surround Chen Yang and his men.

"Haha!" Qi Xiang staggered to her feet, her bloodshot eyes fixed on Chen Yang as she cackled with malice. "Open your damn eyes and look! And this is just the tip of the iceberg of the Wang Family's true power!"

"Who do you think you are to challenge me?"

"Ptui!" Qi Xiang spat a mouthful of bloody saliva and sneered playfully, "That old bastard Ren Tong even called ahead to warn me to hide. As if I'd need to hide from trash like you? That's hilarious!"

"Go on, show me your strength! Let's see what tall tales you told that old bastard Ren Tong!"

Smug, Qi Xiang looked at Chen Yang as if he were already a dead man. "Get on your knees, now! If you amuse me, I might even let you live!"

The onlookers were all dumbfounded. With nearly ten bodyguards just inside the house, the Wang Family was truly a force to be reckoned with. At the same time, they felt a sliver of pity for Chen Yang. It was right to stand up for Ren Tong, but the sparrow had long since become a phoenix, far beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Seeing that Qi Xiang had vented her fill, Wang Qingliang waved a commanding hand. "All of you, take them down!"

The bodyguards lunged forward.

Yang Hu merely shrugged, drew a pistol, and pointed it squarely at them.

CLICK!

In an instant, the bodyguards who were charging in to attack froze mid-motion. Their expressions twisted in horror, their eyes wide with terror.

Yang Hu waved the gun slightly and smiled. "Don't stop. Go on, take us down."

The bodyguards stumbled backward, their faces drained of color.

Instantly, the grand hall fell so silent you could hear a pin drop. Everyone was frozen in shock.

Who on earth are these people?

"I told you, this has nothing to do with you. Are you incapable of understanding plain speech, or do you just think you're hot stuff?" Yang Hu swiveled the gun, aiming it at Wang Qingliang, and asked with feigned interest.

Wang Qingliang looked as if his eyes were about to pop out of his head. His limbs trembled violently as thick beads of cold sweat rolled down his face.

"I'm... I'm sorry," Wang Qingliang stammered hastily. "I was impulsive just now. From this moment on, Qi Xiang has nothing to do with me. Kill her or cut her up, do as you please."

The words struck Qi Xiang like a bolt from the blue, draining her face of all color and shattering her composure.

He... he actually disowned me?

"This..." Qi Xiang grabbed her head and tore at her hair, looking like she was about to lose her mind.

"Now what? What else do you have up your sleeve?" Chen Yang asked calmly.

Gasping for breath, Qi Xiang scrambled over to Wang Qingliang and pleaded hysterically, "Honey, you can't abandon me!"

"Get the hell away from me!" Wang Qingliang kicked her away and snarled, "You cunning bitch! If I had known what kind of person you were, I would have never let you set foot in the Wang Family's home!"

"I... I..." Qi Xiang's lips quivered, but before she could speak, a sharp slap from Wang Qingliang cut her off.

Tears streamed down her face. One moment, she was basking in glory and showing off; the next, she was a pathetic mess with disheveled hair, covered in blood.

Then, as if possessed, she kneeled before Chen Yang, looked up, and begged, "Please, for my adoptive father's sake, can you spare me this once?"

"You just said my father called you beforehand. He probably told you to run, right? But you didn't listen and instead spewed more venom at him?" Chen Yang stated indifferently.

"I..." Qi Xiang was speechless.

"A person like you doesn't deserve to live in this world. Do you agree?"

Qi Xiang was silent.

With that, Chen Yang turned to leave.

"No! No!" Qi Xiang screamed, a mix of terror and rage in her voice. "What right do you have to decide my fate?!"

Yang Hu blocked her path with a wicked grin. "He is the Zhennan Prince, vested with the authority to execute first and report later. Now, you tell me, does he have the right?"

Qi Xiang fell silent.

Everyone else in the room fell silent.

The Zhennan... Zhennan Prince?

She actually provoked someone like that?

Qi Xiang collapsed to the floor, her eyes lifeless and hollow.

He... he's actually the Zhennan Prince...

Suddenly, a profound emptiness washed over her, as if she had lost something irreplaceable. If she hadn't been so fixated on Ren Tong's house, if she had instead sincerely treated the old man as her father, she would have been the Zhennan Prince's sister. With the Zhennan Prince as her brother, how unbelievably respected her status would have become?

However...

"NO!!!" Qi Xiang shrieked frantically, her hands reaching out as if to grasp the glory that should have been hers.

Alas, the past is like the wind. Some opportunities, once missed, are gone forever.

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