Peerless Immortal Emperor in City

Chapter 730 - 730 Come on, waste!

In He Kunhong's view, there was nothing more important than welcoming He Yiming from Beijing! Even an Innate Grandmaster couldn't compare to the esteemed status of He Yiming. After all, times had changed. While the power of an Innate Grandmaster was indeed mighty, the nation now possessed individuals of this caliber—and not a small number of them either!

As a top family in Beijing, the He Family had a very close relationship with the state, and many high-ranking officials hailed from their ranks. Consequently, even as a mere collateral member of the He Family, He Kunhong was exceptionally proud and utterly dismissed the significance of any Innate Grandmaster.

How strong can an Innate Grandmaster be? Can they confront the state machinery head-on? Impossible! That's pure fantasy!

"What do you mean by this?" Qin Heng's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at He Kunhong, sneering, "Even He Yiming would have to kneel before me. Director He, don't make a fatal misjudgment!"

"Arrogant! Who do you think you are, daring to insult Young Master He Yiming!" He Kunhong became furious, pointing at Qin Heng and exclaiming, "You have no idea what a towering figure Young Master He Yiming is! If Young Master He Yiming wanted to crush you, it would be easier than crushing an ant. Get out of here immediately, and don't disturb my reception of Young Master He Yiming!"

He Yiming! In He Kunhong's eyes, He Yiming was like a divine being, the embodiment of all his future hopes! This was the legitimate eldest son of the Beijing He Family. Critically, he was the heir apparent to the Family Head and had even begun to act in that capacity! An absolute titan! As the future head of the He Family, He Yiming would undoubtedly need to cultivate his own loyal faction before officially taking over. This way, once he ascended to the position, his subordinates would operate with seamless efficiency. The best candidates for this faction wouldn't be He Family members already in Beijing, but rather those collateral members stationed externally. Such individuals often yearned to return to Beijing, to the family's core. Only then could they access the family's most vital interests and broaden their own horizons. To achieve this return, these externally positioned collateral members would surely support the future Family Head with unwavering devotion, exerting every ounce of effort to perform their duties flawlessly. This was their sole opportunity to rejoin the family's heart. If they failed to seize it, they would forfeit any chance of returning—forever! He Yiming's current visit to Changping—to meet him, He Kunhong! Without a shadow of a doubt, it was to handpick collateral members to form his personal retinue! He Kunhong was resolute: he absolutely had to grasp this chance. By joining He Yiming's faction, he could return to Beijing, back to the epicenter of power and ambition! He had spent decades in Changping City! He was thoroughly weary of it! Even if he had become all-powerful here, his word law, it held no allure for him anymore! Only by returning to Beijing! Only then, He Kunhong felt, could he realize his life's true worth! Welcoming He Yiming! Making an unforgettable, positive impression on He Yiming—that was the most, most, *most* important thing right now!

The sudden visit of Qin Heng and Wen Suya, potentially disrupting his reception of He Yiming, made He Kunhong's teeth itch with hatred! If it weren't for the terrifying strength Qin Heng had displayed, resembling that of a half-step Innate expert, He Kunhong would have shot and killed these two long ago!

"Director He, do you realize you're courting death?" Qin Heng was amused by He Kunhong's words. "You say I don't know who He Yiming is, but do you know who *I* am?"

"I don't care who the hell you are! Get out immediately, or I'll bring utter ruin to your family!" He Kunhong was incandescent with rage, grinding his teeth as he snarled, "Even if you're at the half-step Innate realm, even if you're a powerful martial artist, can you protect everyone around you?"

"Hahahaha! What's wrong, Director He? Why so worked up?" Just then, a hearty laugh suddenly echoed from a distance.

Soon, a figure was seen streaking through the air! It was as if he were flying at low altitude, leaving a long afterimage three meters above the ground, before finally halting in front of this villa and revealing himself.

This was a man appearing to be in his thirties. He was very tall, nearly 1.9 meters, clad in a black leather trench coat. His features were chiseled, and he wore black sunglasses, giving him an extremely stern look.

"Mr. Zheng, Young Master He is arriving soon!?" He Kunhong recognized the man, his expression a mixture of shock and delight. He hurried over, saying, "Ah haha, I've encountered a little problem here. Mr. Zheng, how much longer until Young Master He arrives? I'll definitely resolve this quickly."

"About twenty minutes, I'd say." Mr. Zheng glanced at his watch, then swept his gaze over Qin Heng and Wen Suya. "The 'little problem' you mentioned refers to these two, I presume?"

"Exactly. This kid is here to make trouble." He Kunhong nodded, pointing at Qin Heng. "Mr. Zheng, look at my security guards and bodyguards on the ground—this kid beat them to this state! I suspect he might be a threat to Young Master He Yiming!"

"Oh?" Mr. Zheng glanced at Wu Jinlai and the security guards on the ground. His eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at Qin Heng and sneered, "Kid, you've got nerve, and your skills aren't half bad. Come on, throw a punch. Let me test your strength."

"Mr. Zheng, this kid is suspected to be at the half-step Innate realm!" He Kunhong hastily reminded. "You mustn't take him lightly. Although he looks young and inexperienced, and acts arrogantly, his Martial Dao prowess is indeed considerable."

"No, he is very weak, exceedingly so," Mr. Zheng said, shaking his head. "Director He, you may not be aware, but once we martial artists step into the half-step Innate realm, we can sense the strength of each other's aura. Just now, I sensed this kid's aura. Indeed, he shows the potential to connect with Heaven and Earth; his half-step Innate cultivation is genuine. However, his aura is truly feeble—only about one-fifth of mine."

"One-fifth!?" He Kunhong's eyes lit up, a hint of pleased surprise in his voice. "Mr. Zheng, are you saying this kid's strength is merely one-fifth of yours?"

"Not just that," Mr. Zheng said, shaking his head. "In martial arts, even a slight advantage in level is like being higher than the heavens. My aura is five times his, which means my strength is at least ten times greater. Even if I stood here and let him strike me, he couldn't harm me in the slightest. This kid... he's far too weak. Truly, utterly useless!"

Confidence—absolute and unparalleled—radiated from Mr. Zheng's words. It was clear he held Qin Heng in utter contempt!

"Hahaha! Excellent! Truly excellent!" He Kunhong also began to laugh. "Mr. Zheng, then please act quickly and eliminate this young whelp! It wouldn't do for him to obstruct Young Master He Yiming's arrival!"

"Indeed. Letting scum like this get in the way of Young Master He's vehicle would be an insult to the He Family, and an insult to me, his bodyguard!" Mr. Zheng nodded, his gaze fixed on Qin Heng. With his chin tilted slightly upward, he extended a hand and beckoned tauntingly, "Come on then, trash. Throw your best punch. If you can make me budge even a centimeter, I lose!"