Peerless Immortal Emperor in City

Chapter 794 794: Does this country no longer want to exist?

Give up my room for the Japanese?

Qin Heng's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the staff member and said indifferently, "What if I refuse?"

"You bastard!"

Before the staff member could speak, the two young men behind him roared, pointing at Qin Heng with contempt, "Stupid Chinaman, do you know what you're doing?!"

BANG!

As soon as the two Japanese men finished shouting, Qin Heng sent them flying with a palm strike through the air. They crashed into a wall more than ten meters away, spat blood, and collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.

"Insignificant creatures, how dare you!" Qin Heng didn't even lift his eyelids. He glanced again at the staff member, who was already scared half to death, and said, "Now, do you still want me to give up the room?"

"You, you?!" The staff member was petrified, his eyes wide with disbelief as he stared at Qin Heng, stuttering, "What kind of monster are you? What just happened?!"

There was at least a three-meter distance between Qin Heng and the two Japanese men, yet with a casual wave of his hand, he had sent them flying more than ten meters, making them vomit blood!

To the staff member, this was simply incredible, utterly beyond his understanding. How could such a terrifying person exist in the world! A superhero!?

"What's going on with your hotel?!"

Just then, a crisp female voice, full of indignation, cut through the air. A woman walked over, wearing a white sweater, a grid-patterned short skirt, black leggings, and ankle boots.

She appeared to be in her early twenties, with long, black hair draped over her shoulders. Her features were as delicate as a painting, with a well-shaped nose and cherry lips; she was quite beautiful. Even now, with an angry expression, she possessed a unique charm.

"You're a staff member of this hotel, aren't you?" The young woman approached the petrified staff member, hands on her hips, and said angrily, "Why did Japanese men barge into my room, throw my luggage out, and demand I change rooms?! I'm Dai Shuran, the occupant of suite 1209. I booked a stay for half a month, and it's been less than a week. Why am I being driven out?"

Clearly, she too was a guest who had been evicted.

Behind Dai Shuran followed a burly Japanese man in a suit, leering at her greedily.

"Miss, you mustn't talk nonsense." The Japanese man's Mandarin accent was strange. His eyes greedily roamed over Dai Shuran's figure and face as he said, "Our Mr. Sakata invited you to sightsee with him. We only forced you out of this hotel because you refused."

"On what grounds?!" Dai Shuran's beautiful eyes widened as she glared at the Japanese man, demanding, "I had already settled into the suite in this hotel. What right do you have to throw me out?"

"Heh, foreigners have special privileges in China, Miss Dai, don't you know?" the Japanese man sneered. "Therefore, this hotel has been temporarily requisitioned by us. We've paid the money, so we have the right to evict anyone. If you accepted Mr. Sakata's invitation, Miss Dai, you would be one of us and could, of course, stay here. But since you refused, we have no choice but to drive you out."

"What kind of twisted logic is this? This is China; what makes you Japanese think you have special privileges?" Dai Shuran said with disdain. "China today is not the China of a hundred years ago. We've grown strong, strong enough to thrash Japan!"

She was an online novelist.

She serialized her novels on QQ Reading, under the Daqin Group, primarily in the male readers' channel. Her performance was quite good. For a young woman, especially a pretty one, to achieve such success in a channel dominated by male readers was quite rare.

Therefore, Dai Shuran was proud of her achievements. They were the results of her relentless hard work, and her income had reached a level that allowed her to quit her unsatisfactory job and travel alone!

She was a very independent modern woman, straightforward and honest, never subservient. Thus, when faced with the ugly behavior of these Japanese men, she chose to hit back directly!

At the same time, she was a young woman with a strong sense of national pride and honor, deeply delighted by China's rise and strength, and full of confidence in the future of her motherland!

It was because of this that she retorted on the spot when faced with the Japanese men's disdain. She even felt like getting physical, but she was just a "frail woman" and self-aware enough not to dare make a move against the burly Japanese man. All she could do was fight back with words.

"Baka yarou! You Chinese bitch!!" the Japanese man exploded with rage, pointing at Dai Shuran. "Do you believe I'll drag you to Mr. Sakata's room right now, strip you naked, and let Mr. Sakata have his way with you!"

He was thoroughly furious, having lost all semblance of civility. His eyes bulged like copper bells as he glared at Dai Shuran with venomous intent, seemingly ready to abduct her by force.

"You, you wouldn't dare!" Dai Shuran still retorted, but she was a bit scared. Her voice trembled as she instinctively took a few steps back, right into Qin Heng's side.

After all, she was just a twenty-two-year-old young woman. Even if she had achieved success in writing, earned significantly more money than her peers, had financial freedom, and strong confidence, she was still, ultimately, a young woman.

Physically, she was just an ordinary young woman.

When faced with a man's violent threats, she had no way to resist and could only try to find a way to escape.

"Scared?" The Japanese man noticed Dai Shuran's demeanor and actions and immediately sneered, "What's the point of retreating? Look around, who here dares to save you? I suggest you go see Mr. Sakata immediately. Disrobe and serve him in bed. You have no idea how prestigious Mr. Sakata's status is. It's your honor to serve him!"

"You—you're all too arrogant! Damn it, damn it!" Dai Shuran stepped back again, her expression growing panicked. "This is China! How can you be so arrogant here?!"

"Hahaha! China? The sick man of East Asia, nothing more! A trash country!" The Japanese man tilted his chin up slightly, a cold sneer on his face. "China was almost wiped out by us decades ago, and it's still a spineless country now. All you Chinese are trash!"

Saying this, the Japanese man pointed at Qin Heng and said with contempt, "Look, Miss Dai, there's a Chinese man right here. Ask him if he dares to save you. Actually, I don't even need to ask. I know he definitely wouldn't dare make a move, wouldn't even dare say a word. Haha, that's what a useless person is. Chinese men are all useless!"

"Does Japan no longer wish to exist?" Qin Heng finally spoke, his gaze icy, like an Immortal God looking down on the Japanese man. He said calmly, "Answer me."