Peerless Immortal Emperor in City

Chapter 734 734: A Small Punishment!

Afterward, He Yiming again detailed the situation of the ancient tomb. He clearly told Qin Heng all the details, including the exact location, the excavation team, and the assisting personnel, fearing even the slightest omission.

"Mr. Qin, do you, do you think this will do? Will it?" He Yiming chuckled. "Mr. Qin, you should be satisfied with this answer. I beg you, please spare me."

"The news is decent, but you cannot live," Qin Heng nodded slightly.

"Thank you, Mr. Qin! Thank you, Mr. Qin! From now on, I will definitely lead the He Family to serve you with all my might!" He Yiming was overjoyed and tried to stand up to thank Qin Heng, only to find that his head was still being stepped on by Qin Heng.

"However, while the death penalty may be spared, the living penalty is inevitable!"

Qin Heng spoke calmly, then crushed He Yiming's head with his foot. He flicked his fingers, releasing a wisp of dark blue flame that instantly incinerated He Yiming's body to ashes!

He was gone! In the eyes of He Kunhong and Wen Suya, He Yiming had completely disappeared, vanished into thin air, because ordinary people could not see the dark blue flame.

This scene sent chills down He Kunhong's spine, filling him with a bone-deep dread. He looked at Qin Heng with utter fear, as if seeing a ghost. Previously, when Qin Heng had killed people, it could be attributed to his superior speed and strength—things that were, at least, understandable.

But this method of making someone vanish without a trace was beyond comprehension, unimaginable, and inconceivable, inducing in humans an innate fear of the unknown!

THUMP!!

He Kunhong knelt on the ground, ceaselessly kowtowing to Qin Heng and begging for mercy, "Mr. Qin, please spare me, spare me! I was blind and failed to recognize Mount Tai! Please, Mr. Qin..."

BANG!

Qin Heng kicked He Kunhong away and said indifferently, "Transfer the ownership of the Changping Ruin Museum to me."

He thought it over. Directly controlling the entire museum would be better for cultivating the materials needed for the Chaotic Clock and would avoid many unnecessary troubles. Luckily, He Kunhong was practically asking for death, so it wouldn't take much effort.

"Transfer the ownership of the Changping Ruin Museum?!" He Kunhong was petrified, seemingly hesitant.

He had been the museum director for decades, embezzling assets worth hundreds of millions and even secretly selling artifacts like the Guo Wenwu. For him, the museum was a never-ending cash cow! Asking him to give it up was like asking for his life! But now, if he dared to utter a single word of dissent, it would unquestionably be a death sentence!

"Yes! Alright!" He Kunhong nodded repeatedly. He was already calculating in his mind that once Qin Heng left, he would notify the He Family in Beijing to send someone to eliminate this ignorant fool!

Even though Qin Heng had killed an Innate Grandmaster with a mere flick of his finger right before He Kunhong's eyes, He Kunhong still didn't perceive Qin Heng as truly formidable. He believed Qin Heng couldn't possibly contend with the true power of the state. After all, Mr. Yun, the Innate Grandmaster who had appeared earlier, hadn't even had a chance to demonstrate his prowess before Qin Heng casually snuffed him out. He Kunhong was indeed terrified of dying, but he hadn't fully grasped the extent of Qin Heng's strength.

"Then get the transfer procedures ready today, and I'll come back to collect them tomorrow," Qin Heng nodded, then said to Wen Suya, "You also came to see He Kunhong, so speak now if you have any business."

"Ah?" Wen Suya was startled, not expecting Qin Heng to suddenly address her. She hesitated slightly, then said, "Actually, an important corporate client is visiting Changping City tomorrow, and he could bring business worth at least ten million. This client is quite fond of ancient weaponry. I wanted to borrow an ancient weapon from the museum to display at the welcome banquet for him, thinking it might increase our chances of success."

"Then you don't need to ask him anymore," Qin Heng nodded, saying, "Let's go."

He turned and walked away, clean and decisive, not dragging his feet in the slightest. He finally turned back to He Kunhong, who was still immersed in shock, and said, "I will come for you at nine tomorrow morning. Remember to have everything prepared."

Seeing Qin Heng leave, Wen Suya hurriedly followed him.

"Wait for me, wait for me!"

「In front of the entrance to the luxury villa complex.」

Wen Suya stopped Qin Heng. She lightly finger-combed her hair, looking alluring and charming, then pointed towards the Maserati parked nearby and said, "Mr. Qin, would you be interested in taking a ride in my car? Consider it my thanks."

Her heart was filled with curiosity about Qin Heng. In the eyes of this successful career woman, this strong beauty, Qin Heng was utterly mysterious. His identity was a mystery, his strength was a mystery; he was like an Immortal who had appeared out of thin air, igniting an unprecedented curiosity within her! Never before had she longed so much to understand a man. Qin Heng was the first.

"A ride?" Qin Heng looked down at the career woman before him, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Her appearance was beautiful, her features delicate, mature, and seductive. She possessed a few more shades of a mature woman's allure compared to younger women like Song Ningran, Su Yiyi, Nie Rongrong, and Wang Ruoxi. The black business attire and fitted white blouse also outlined her exquisite, well-proportioned figure.

"Mr. Qin, you wouldn't want to?" Wen Suya blinked her enchanting eyes and moved a bit closer to Qin Heng, speaking with a touch of grievance, "Or perhaps I don't have that honor?"

"Suya!?"

Just then, a man's voice cut through, tinged with surprise and anger.

A blue Ferrari drove up, the door opened, and out stepped a tall, handsome young man. Behind him, a Rolls-Royce and a Bentley followed; their doors also opened, revealing another man and a woman.

The youth from the Ferrari, upon seeing Wen Suya and Qin Heng standing so close, was immediately furious. His face turned ashen as he strode forward, pointed at Qin Heng, and snapped, "Kid, I suggest you leave immediately! Suya is not a woman trash like you are qualified to approach!"

"You?!" Wen Suya was stunned, looking incredulously at the young man. Her mouth fell slightly ajar as she exclaimed in shock, "Huo Xing, have you lost your mind?! How dare you speak to Mr. Qin like that!?"

"Hahaha! Huo Xing, did you hear that? Miss Wen is looking down on you; she thinks you wouldn't even dare to offend this loser decked out in flea market goods!"

"Miss Wen, you can't be serious, can you? This guy in front of you is clearly a poor loser. He's not even qualified to be compared to Huo Xing. What's gotten into you?"

The man and woman who had alighted from the Rolls-Royce and Bentley also laughed, thinking Wen Suya was being ridiculous. After all, with Huo Xing's status, looking down on some poor kid was hardly a big deal! Wen Suya was really making a mountain out of a molehill.

SNAP!

At that moment, Qin Heng suddenly snapped his fingers. Bright silver light radiated from the three individuals, as if an ethereal river was flowing over them.

In an instant, it swept away their years. When the silver light dissipated, all three, originally in their twenties, now had graying hair, and wrinkles had begun to etch their faces.

They seemed to have aged more than twenty years in a moment, transforming into people in their forties or fifties!

"Let's go. Don't mind these nobodies. They spoke out of turn, so I administered a small punishment, that's all," Qin Heng said indifferently. From start to finish, he hadn't even bothered to look at them.

A bunch of ants, not even qualified to have his gaze fall upon them!