She Came to Heal, Stayed to Conquer

”It’s him, he’s the one who harassed me.”

Upon hearing this, the hall erupted in chaos; everyone knew the weight of the word ’harass’.

”He actually harassed women again.” Some diners angrily whispered.

”A dog can’t change its habit of eating shit.”

”He’s just relying on his father being the Prime Minister.”

”Shh! Speak a bit softer!”

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Zhao Zun gritted his teeth, stepped forward, grabbed Wei Chengchao by the collar like catching a chick, and yanked him up, exuding a terrifying aura of carnage.

In his moment of utmost anger, Zhao Zun recalled Han Lei’s reminder. He knew his current situation was sensitive, he didn’t want trouble, but he could endure bullying himself, not Han Lei.

Besides, the matter with Mr. Zhang had already left him with pent-up anger, and now this brat came and bullied his woman, he could use him as a vent!

Zhao Zun’s forehead veins bulged, his fist clenched with a cracking sound.

He suppressed and suppressed, but ultimately, his sandbag-sized fist, filled with masculine dignity, slammed viciously onto Wei Chengchao’s irritating cheek.

”Bully my woman, you’re asking for death!”

”Bang!”

This time, Wei Chengchao didn’t even have time to scream before being knocked unconscious by the punch.

The diners at the scene burst into cries of shock, retreating continuously in fear, while some timid noble ladies covered their eyes with their hands and turned their faces away.

To dare to beat the son of the Prime Minister in the Capital City was already a shocking thing. And the murderous aura emanating from the man in front of them was even more terrifying.

That was the kind of bloody aura that only someone who had truly killed would carry.

Zhao Zun’s voice was as loud as a bell; declaring himself as ’my king’ frightened the Shopkeeper, who was about to report the incident to the Jingzhao Mansion, leaving him pale.

Indeed, in a place like the Capital City, throw a stone casually, and you’ll hit a noble.

With the Tengyun Building being crowded and noisy, and the Shopkeeper constantly mingling within the building, dealing with all sorts of dignitaries, he naturally had quick news, immediately recognizing Zhao Zun.

With such aura and claiming kingship, wasn’t he the newly titled Prince Xiaoyao, Zhao Zun?

The Shopkeeper dared not step forward to support Wei Chengchao anymore. Before him stood the ruthless Prince Xiaoyao who had killed countless on the battlefield, and the son of the Wei Family, one of the four prestigious families led by Mr. Wei.

In this moment, he truly didn’t know what to do, could only fret, standing with his hands down to the side.

”Thump! Thump! Thump...”

At this moment, a roaring sound came from the wooden staircase; it was the big fatty Zhang Hanlin, following down behind Zhao Zun.

”Zhao Zun, sister-in-law, are you okay?” Zhang Hanlin shouted as he descended the stairs.

His call of Zhao Zun’s name was heard by everyone present.

So it was Zhao Zun, Marshal of the Beiguan Garrison, who returned; no wonder there was such a deadly aura.

Everyone cast pitying glances at the unconscious Wei Chengchao lying on the ground, thinking: Who else could this guy provoke but this killing deity?

To be able to afford consumption in the Tengyun Building, one must be either rich or noble, but not every rich person is bad; some are very kind and virtuous.

Among the diners present, many had long been displeased with Wei Chengchao’s bullying and wicked behavior.

Yet, he had a father who was both a Prime Minister and an Imperial teacher, so even they, these noblemen, could only dare to be angry but silent.

Today, witnessing the killing deity personally disciplining Wei Chengchao, many privately applauded in their hearts.

”Hey? Isn’t this Mr. Wei? What’s happened here?”

The moment Zhang Hanlin’s weighty body descended, he saw the mess everywhere and Wei Chengchao lying on the ground. Immediately, his face showed curiosity.

”Humph! This scoundrel dared to harass your sister-in-law.” Zhao Zun coldly said.

”What?”

Zhang Hanlin’s face changed color; though uneducated, he had a hatred for evil down to the bones.

Moreover, he had been close buddies with Zhao Zun since childhood.

Upon hearing Wei Chengchao dared to bully his future sister-in-law, he, like a sumo wrestler, waddled up with his stout short legs.

”Thump! Thump! Thump!”

Getting in front of Wei Chengchao, Zhang Hanlin raised his leg to kick hard, but due to high lifting, he lost balance and almost fell.

Luckily, Ping Chuan moved swiftly, hands firmly bracing him, preventing a fall.

Zhang Hanlin’s comical antics evoked hearty laughter from those present, with some who knew him well laughing even harder. Even Han Lei pressed her lips, trying hard not to laugh.

Though kindly standing up for her, she dared not laugh out loud.

After stabilizing, Zhang Hanlin felt somewhat embarrassed too. He coughed twice to cover up the embarrassment, and then fiercely spat on Wei Chengchao’s face, leaving harsh words.

”Pah! You lowly scoundrel, I’ve long despised you. If I see you bullying women again, watch out or I’ll castrate you.”

Whether Zhang Hanlin’s spit was somehow a reviving agent, this spit managed to awaken the unconscious Wei Chengchao.

Upon opening his eyes, Wei Chengchao saw Zhang Hanlin delivering threats, struggling to lift his hand to rub the pain from Zhao Zun’s punch, only to find his hand touching the sticky spit on his face, gritting his teeth with fury.

”Zhang Hanlin, it’s you, so you’re... you’re all in this together. Today, this vendetta is settled, I won’t let you off.”

”You turtle grandson, see if I don’t kick you to death today.” Upon hearing, Zhang Hanlin bounced towards him with eagerness, but was held back by the now calm Zhao Zun.

”Fathead, let it be. I’ve already taught him a lesson. Come on, let’s go upstairs for a meal.”

After speaking, Zhao Zun held Han Lei’s small hand, grasped the thick arm of Zhang Hanlin, and swaggered upstairs under many gazes, leaving behind Wei Chengchao, his face covered in blood, still sitting on the ground, shouting wretchedly—

”Don’t leave, do you know who my father is? You just wait for me.”

As Zhang Hanlin and Zhao Zun departed as a mountain, the view in front of Wei Chengchao suddenly cleared up.

Looking around, none of his friends or servants were to be seen; only a crowd of onlookers who didn’t mind the chaos, and the Shopkeeper of the Tengyun Building standing foolishly, clueless to how to handle the aftermath.

The arrogant spirit of Wei Chengchao as a young master surfaced again.

He rubbed his still bleeding nose, yelled at the Tengyun Building Shopkeeper: ”You fool, still standing there doing nothing? Quickly support me, taking me back. Oh, my nose.”

”Oh, oh oh.” The Shopkeeper snapped back, hastily reaching out to assist him while commanding a servant to notify Wei Chengchao’s friends on the third floor.

Wei Chengchao’s cronies and attendants soon swarmed downstairs.

Seeing Wei Chengchao beaten to such a miserable state, they all cursed while intending revenge. But upon hearing from the Shopkeeper that it was Zhao Zun, the Marshal of the Northern Garrison, who did it, they meekly retreated.

Zhao Zun was upstairs dining in the private room, but none dared go up to seek revenge, having no choice but to dejectedly escort the battered Wei Chengchao home.