Celestial Night Emperor

Qin Tianxuan found these low-level punks laughable.

But in the eyes of the neighborhood, this Jinmao was not someone to be trifled with.

Because he had a powerful boss backing him!

Jinmao rushed over, grabbed a liquor bottle, and smashed it with a CRASH.

He stood there, chin jutted out, waving the broken bottle. “You dare hit my aunt? Believe it or not, I’ll put you in the hospital!”

Qin Tianxuan took a confident step forward. “Go on. Try me.”

Jinmao froze.

Usually, smashing a bottle was enough to make anyone cower and beg for mercy.

‘How did I run into such a tough nut today?’

He gritted his teeth, tossed the broken bottle aside, and pulled out a Butterfly Knife, flicking it open and closed with a series of flashy clicks.

The flashy display of skill earned him cheers from his two lackeys.

Qin Tianxuan smiled, then reached out and snatched it.

In an instant, the Butterfly Knife was in his hand.

Jinmao froze again.

Suddenly, a flash of the blade, quick as lightning! With a SWISH, Jinmao’s pants dropped straight to his ankles.

His belt had been sliced apart, and the button fell to the ground in two perfect halves.

Giving a small taste of his skill, Qin Tianxuan flicked his wrist again. The blade traced a crescent arc, skimming right over the punk’s scalp.

Jinmao shrieked and clutched his head, his palm coming away full of clipped hair.

‘What the fuck kind of knife work was that?’

‘It’s practically divine!’

HUMMM!

The Butterfly Knife in Qin Tianxuan’s hand emitted a deafening hum, then with a THWIP, it shot forward and embedded itself in a nearby tree!

The blade sank deep, its hilt still quivering!

Qin Tianxuan dusted off his hands. “Now *that’s* how you handle a knife. Cut the useless theatrics.”

Jinmao was dumbstruck. Behind him, his lackeys stared wide-eyed at Qin Tianxuan, their faces filled with awe.

“Brother Mao, I just remembered I’ve got something to do. I’m outta here!”

One lackey turned and fled, and the others scattered in an instant.

After witnessing Qin Tianxuan’s power firsthand, only an idiot wouldn’t run.

Jinmao’s face went pale.

‘A bunch of fair-weather followers. I can’t expect a few pieces of trash to risk their lives for me.’

‘But how am I supposed to save face after this?!’

‘How am I, Jinmao, supposed to command any respect on this street from now on?’

He gritted his teeth and suddenly pulled out his phone. “You… you bastard! If you’ve got the balls, you stay right there! I’m calling my boss to deal with you!”

Qin Tianxuan was determined to help Song Mingzhu clean up all the scum in this area, so he just waved his hand. “Call them all. Bring everyone you’ve got.”

Jinmao frantically made his calls, even stopping to comfort Sister Liu. “My boss is the number one figure in the capital. Auntie, just you watch!”

Before long, several SUVs came roaring onto the scene.

Qin Tianxuan watched and saw Brother Tianhao step out of a vehicle, his wrist wrapped in gauze and a noticeable limp in his gait.

‘Heh, showing up for your underling while you’re still injured? Such a man of honor, are we?’

“Brother Tianhao, you’re finally here! This is great! Now that bastard will see how powerful you are, Brother Hao!” Jinmao immediately started sucking up.

Qin Tianxuan scoffed. “Brother Tianhao, fancy meeting you here.”

The moment he looked up and saw Qin Tianxuan, Brother Tianhao’s legs gave out, and he collapsed to his knees right then and there!

He would never forget what this Mr. Qin had done in front of the hotel!

‘Even Lord Fatty of the Cyan Mountain Commerce Association was taken apart by him!’

‘Of the hundreds of people on the scene that day, not a single one was left standing.’

‘This man is a fucking War God descended to earth.’

Brother Tianhao’s surrounding underlings were all dumbfounded, unable to believe their eyes.

“B-Boss, what are you doing?”

“Shut up! All of you, get on your fucking knees! *He’s* the real boss!” Brother Tianhao trembled as he looked at Qin Tianxuan.

He shivered uncontrollably as he knelt on the ground.

His men all dropped to their knees, leaving only Jinmao standing there in a stupor.

Despair instantly flooded Sister Liu!

‘This man is not someone I can afford to provoke! It’s over! I’m finished!’

Qin Tianxuan was rendered speechless. “So, this Jinmao and Sister Liu are both under your protection, Brother Tianhao?”

Brother Tianhao’s eyes quivered. “I… I don’t know them well. Sir, please, don’t worry. I’ll give you a proper account right now!”

He turned his head and forced out a few words through gritted teeth: “Cripple Jinmao’s hands! And this Sister Liu… throw her in the sewer!”

GASP…

Sister Liu fainted dead away from fright, and Jinmao wet his pants.

Qin Tianxuan snorted. “That won’t be necessary. There are children inside. Can you just give me some quiet?”

Brother Tianhao was overjoyed to hear this.

It seemed this monster wasn’t going to press the matter. He scrambled to his feet, kicked Jinmao to the ground, then grabbed Sister Liu by the hair and dragged her aside.

“From now on, no one is to cause trouble in this area! Do you all fucking understand?”

The thugs nodded dumbly. Only then did Brother Tianhao, wiping away his sweat, bow deeply. He didn’t even dare try to slip away.

Qin Tianxuan glanced at him. “Not with the Cyan Mountain Commerce Association anymore?”

Brother Tianhao scratched his head, embarrassed. “I screwed up, so the Association kicked me out. It’s whatever. I was just coasting by anyway.”

Qin Tianxuan nodded. “If you’re free tomorrow afternoon, come find me. I may have a use for you.”

With that, he turned and left.

Brother Tianhao was shocked, then overcome with ecstasy!

‘I actually have a chance to work for a boss like him?’

“Brother Tianhao, are you really leaving the Association?” his remaining men asked anxiously. “You can’t! Is there anyone out there more powerful than the Association?”

Brother Tianhao glared at them. “From now on, I’m following him. Anyone who doesn’t like it can split right now!”

In a flash, almost all his men left, leaving only two or three standing there alone.

But Brother Tianhao just laughed. “They’ll regret it!”

The men who had just abandoned Brother Tianhao scurried back to the Cyan Mountain Commerce Association and gave an exaggerated account of what had happened.

Before long, the Song Family received the news.

Their perfectly good birthday banquet had been ruined, and they had been publicly humiliated by that man surnamed Qin. Never mind a local power like the Song Family; even an ordinary family wouldn’t be able to stomach such an insult!

“Patriarch, now that we’ve found his location, I’ll take some men tonight and take care of him!” several of the Song Family’s younger generation members said, eager for action.

“No!” Song Hongjun waved his hand dismissively. “Things are different right now. I’ve just received reliable intelligence that a major figure has arrived in the capital, so we need to be discreet. We can’t use brute force. Causing a scene will do us no good.”

“A major figure?”

The Song Family members stared at one another in confusion. “In your eyes, Patriarch, there’s still someone you’d consider a ‘major figure’?”

“Of course!”

A look of fear appeared in Song Hongjun’s eyes. “This major figure… is the legendary Night Emperor!”

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