Qin Yi’s gaze shifted to Zhang Hao, whose face was full of horror.
"Did you just say you wanted to break my hands?"
As he finished speaking, Qin Yi gently waved his hand, and Zhang Hao flew across the room, hitting the wall with his back. His face turned crimson, nearly causing him to spit out blood.
But the next second, two silver chopsticks screeched through the air.
"Ah..." Zhang Hao let out a terrible scream.
The two silver chopsticks penetrated his palms, pinning him to the wall.
"Spare him, spare his life... I beg you, please spare him..." Zhang Wenhao pleaded desperately as he kowtowed upon seeing his son’s plight.
Qin Yi looked at Zhang Wenhao with indifference, unaware that his own palms were sweaty. It was his first time doing something , and he felt a bit nervous.
"You bullied my wife and insulted me; I really can’t find a reason to spare you."
Zhang Wenhao trembled like chaff, his voice shaking, "Mr. Qin needs a dog, from now on, our Zhang Family is your dog. Whoever you want us to bite, we’ll bite. I beg you to be merciful."
"Actually, I intended to wipe out your entire family, but I do need a dog that bites. Since that’s the case, I’ll agree. But don’t get too happy. If I find this dog disobedient, I’ll make you vanish from this world."
"Thank you, Mr. Qin, thank you for sparing us," Zhang Wenhao kowtowed desperately.
Qin Yi raised his hand slightly, pulling out the two silver chopsticks from Zhang Hao’s pierced palms. Zhang Hao slid down the wall and collapsed on the ground, twitching in pain.
Zhang Wenhao hurriedly crawled over to help Zhang Hao up, "Quick, thank Mr. Qin for sparing us."
The two staggered over to kneel in front of Qin Yi, Zhang Hao frantically kowtowing, "Thank you, Mr. Qin, for your mercy. Thank you for sparing us."
"Don’t rush to thank me; your heads are just temporarily resting on your necks. If you want to live, it depends on what you do," Qin Yi said coldly.
"Rest assured, Mr. Qin, our Zhang Family will be your dog from now on. Whoever you want us to bite, we’ll bite..."
Qin Yi replied coldly, "I never believe in promises."
As he finished speaking, Qin Yi extended his hand, white light flowing in his palm to form a spinning vortex, with two white bubbles slowly revolving in the center.
With a flick of his fingers, the two bubbles flew toward the foreheads of Zhang Wenhao and his son. They felt a chill on their foreheads and instinctively touched them, only to find nothing.
"Want to know what this is?" Qin Yi asked indifferently. As he spoke, another white bubble formed in his palm, which he flicked onto a soup bowl on the table.
"Explode!" Qin Yi snapped his fingers.
With a bang, the soup bowl instantly shattered into countless pieces.
Zhang Wenhao and his son sat on the ground, petrified with vacant eyes.
"Obediently be a good dog, and you’ll live. If you want to die, I guarantee you’ll die horribly. With a bang, your heads would be just like the soup bowl."
Zhang Wenhao and his son lay trembling on the ground, as if mourning the dead.
"Remember, my identity is the son-in-law of the Xia Family. Understand?" Qin Yi asked calmly.
Zhang Wenhao responded hastily, trembling, "Understood, rest assured, Mr. Qin, I..."
"You should address me as Master."
"Yes, Master, I guarantee not to reveal a word of your identity," Zhang Wenhao said, trembling with fear.
Qin Yi smiled casually.
Liu Zhanyuan came over to push Qin Yi towards the outside.
Dong Zhiping stopped in front of Zhang Wenhao, sneered, then quickly caught up with Qin Yi.
Zhang Wenhao’s face was ashen, powerless, lying on the ground.
"Dad, my hand..." Zhang Hao said painfully.
"It’s alright, Dad will take you to the hospital right away," Zhang Wenhao lifted Zhang Hao and suddenly glared at the four black-clad men on the ground, shouting sharply, "If anyone dares to spread today’s events, don’t blame me for being ruthless."
The four sturdy men fervently promised not to reveal a single word. Even without Zhang Wenhao’s warning, they dared not speak out. That Qin Yi was definitely an Immortal, his Divine Ghost Techniques were too terrifying.
Qin Yi and the others arrived outside the hotel.
"Mr. Qin, let me take you home," Liu Zhanyuan said respectfully. Although the earlier scene wasn’t directed at him, it still scared him quite a bit; his legs were still weak now.
"Chairman Liu, if you’re busy, you can leave first. I can take him," Dong Zhiping interjected.
Liu Zhanyuan glared at him, this shameless guy had rushed to recognize Qin Wan’er as his sister, grabbing all the limelight. Now he wanted to compete for the chance to send Mr. Qin home, truly shameless.
"I’m not busy at all, nothing is more important than escorting Mr. Qin."
Dong Zhiping laughed, "You should call him Master."
Liu Zhanyuan’s face froze, instinctively looking at Qin Yi.
Qin Yi smiled, "Stop joking, you are different from Zhang Wenhao."
Liu Zhanyuan was filled with excitement, they were indeed different from Zhang Wenhao.
"Chairman Liu, take me back," Qin Yi said. His cultivation was still too weak, he must find ways to improve it. The techniques he displayed earlier felt somewhat strenuous.
"Yes!" Liu Zhanyuan responded with excitement.
"Then, Chairman Liu, after sending Qin Yi, also drop me off," Dong Zhiping shamelessly interjected.
Liu Zhanyuan glowered, this shameless man, couldn’t he let him have more time with Mr. Qin?
"Ugh..." Liu Zhanyuan showed disdain, "Can you find a better excuse? Don’t assume I don’t know your car has run-flat tires."
In the end, Dong Zhiping shamelessly got into the car.
"Qin Yi, little Rui keeps mentioning you, when will you have time..." Dong Zhiping said, smiling.
Qin Yi’s lips curved slightly; he was fond of that cute little girl too. He smiled, "Tomorrow then, I’ll come with Wan’er."
"Great, I’ll be waiting at home for you tomorrow." Dong Zhiping’s eyes squinted with his smile.
Liu Zhanyuan was green with envy and jealousy, but what could he do? He didn’t have a cute daughter like Dong Zhiping. Maybe he should go home tonight and work on it with his wife; he was still relatively young, perhaps they could have a second child.
After dropping Qin Yi off at a place not far from the Xia Family, Qin Yi wheeled himself home.
"Chairman Liu, could you please drop me off at home too?" Dong Zhiping asked teasingly.
Liu Zhanyuan rolled his eyes, "President Dong, you’ve recognized Qin Wan’er as your sister, and Mr. Qin likes your daughter. Next time, can you let me spend more time with Mr. Qin? You can’t hog all the benefits to yourself, can you?"
Dong Zhiping looked at him with a half-smile, teasing, "I heard that before Young Master Liu woke up, there was a plan to marry off Wan’er to him to improve his fortunes. If it had happened, wouldn’t you be closer to Qin Yi?"
Liu Zhanyuan’s face immediately turned pale with fear, "Don’t talk nonsense; it never happened, absolutely not."
Qin Yi never mentioned it again, and of course, Liu Zhanyuan wasn’t foolish enough to bring it up, but since it did actually happen, Dong Zhiping’s big mouth almost gave him a heart attack.
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