novelraw Chapter 92: Rubbed Into the Ground
Chapter 92: Rubbed Into the Ground
Lü Zixuan’s face was extremely sullen, staring coldly at Ye Qingtian, "Fine, you’ve got guts. If you don’t pay two million today, don’t even think about leaving here intact!"
Ye Qingtian said nothing and slowly stood up.
"Sit down! Without my permission, you cannot leave here!"
Lü Zixuan threatened, his face ferocious.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, Lü Zixuan’s knee was struck with a powerful blow, accompanied by two cracking sounds, his body thumped to the ground, lying straight.
"Uh ah..."
Screams of misery echoed, heart-wrenching, like a pig being slaughtered.
"Young Master Lü? You dare to touch Young Master Lü?"
The other young masters disagreed, angrily reprimanding.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
...
But seven or eight young masters were thrown back as if hit by a car, their bodies flying sideways.
One landed behind Lü Zixuan, lying straight as well.
The second the same, the third alike...
All seven or eight were lying on the floor, perfectly lining the bar’s passage.
End to end, seemingly intentionally arranged this way.
"Pa!"
Ye Qingtian stepped on, landing on Lü Zixuan’s head.
His left foot also slowly stepping on...
The latter let out a piercing scream, the damage was not just physical, but also mental.
He, Lü Zixuan, a grand scion of the Northwest Super Clan, was being stepped on!
Being stepped over!
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
...
Ye Qingtian walked over Lü Zixuan’s body.
Next, the second young master’s body was also stepped on.
The third was stepped on;
The fourth was stepped on;
...
After stepping over the bodies of seven or eight young masters, Ye Qingtian was almost at the door.
The scene had fallen into complete silence.
The noisy club had inconceivably reached a pin-drop silence...
Someone actually used seven or eight people’s bodies to pave a path and walked over them.
Not just trampling their flesh, but trampling their dignity!
Most notably, one of the people walked over was Lü Zixuan, one of the top heirs in the Northwest.
Ye Qingtian glanced around, coolly saying: "I’ve reached the door, I left perfectly unharmed!"
"You..."
Lü Zixuan roared, eyes nearly bursting, his enormous rage swelling.
He wanted to get up, but his body felt as if it had fallen apart, completely powerless.
"Uh ah..."
The screams echoed again, Ye Qingtian returned and walked over the human path once more.
"Hiss..."
In the end, Ye Qingtian’s feet were grinding forcefully on Lü Zixuan’s head.
Lü Zixuan, face stubborn, inhaled sharply while his face twitched fiercely.
Only Qiaoqiao and Qiao Tai stared dumbfoundedly at Ye Qingtian.
They never imagined such an outcome!
Even the icy Qiaoqiao, who never showed any facial expression changes, was unable to remain calm, her face revealing alarm.
"Quick, call for help!"
Lü Zixuan cried out in pain.
"No more playing with kids!"
Ye Qingtian packed his things and left.
Lü Zixuan and his followers wanted to stop him, but they were unable.
Passing by Qiaoqiao, Ye Qingtian casually took her phone, writing a few words on it.
Returning it to Qiaoqiao, he then left.
"Want revenge, come to Edinburgh Manor tomorrow and find me."
After Qiaoqiao read the message, a slow look of horror spread across her face.
Very soon, Lü Zixuan’s bodyguards rushed over.
But was there any trace of Ye Qingtian?
Lü Zixuan’s eyes flashed with two venomous glints: "Kid, don’t let me find you, or I will definitely tear you to pieces!"
"Yeah, that kid is clearly scared! Or why would he leave in haste?"
"Damn it, those stomps will be engraved in my memory forever, don’t ever let us meet."
...
The young masters trembled with rage, heaving breaths, their overwhelming hatred seemed to freeze the air, making the temperature plummet.
"He said he’s waiting for you at the alliance’s Edinburgh Manor!"
Qiaoqiao’s voice echoed.
"Turns out he’s from the alliance! No wonder he’s so arrogant!"
"Is he blind? Even Lü Shao doesn’t matter to him!"
Upon hearing this, Lü Zixuan’s face showed a hint of relief: "Okay, he’s at the alliance Kang Family, right? Just in time to deal with the alliance tomorrow, I’ll find the kid and get revenge! I must kill him!"
Lü Zixuan’s eyes flashed with murderous rage, his fury surging.
Today, in front of goddess Qiaoqiao, he lost face so humiliatingly, getting trampled underfoot.
This was undoubtedly the most disgraceful day for Lü Zixuan and the young masters!
He vowed to take it all back, no matter the cost.
Qiaoqiao stared at the note, a thousand thoughts swirling, unable to calm down for a long time.
"Tomorrow surely will be eventful!"
Qiaoqiao murmured to herself.
The next day.
In Edinburgh Manor, the atmosphere was eerie, death-like silence everywhere.
The reason was simple; this was the Qiao Family’s last warning to the alliance.
Soon, three Half-Step Martial Kings would come, using force to disband the alliance.
Although the alliance’s overall power wasn’t weak, especially economically monopolizing Anbei City.
But it lacked top-tier masters, especially the kind like Half-Step Martial Kings.
Without masters of this caliber, it could only take a beating.
Today, representatives of the alliance’s Thirteen Clans were all present.
Yet, everyone looked worried, their expressions heavy to the extreme.
"King, are you sure we needn’t prepare anything?"
Kang Yibin asked worriedly.
Ye Qingtian, sitting at the head, wore a calm expression: "Prepare what? Help arrange the funeral home for them?"
"Pff!"
The Thirteen Clans were almost spitting blood.
Ye Qingtian’s calm act felt overdone, didn’t it?
Was it the time for jokes?
"That’s it, I’m going to sleep first. Call me when they arrive!"
Then, Ye Qingtian really went to sleep.
This sleep lasted almost all day, until the afternoon when Kang Yibin’s voice reached Ye Qingtian’s ears: "King, bad news, Qiao Family is here to attack!"
...
In the main hall of Edinburgh Manor.
At this moment, it was packed with people.
But clearly divided into two groups.
One was naturally the alliance, and the other was the Qiao Family experts from the Northwest Super Clan.
Behind these experts were Qiaoqiao, Qiao Tai, and others.
Even Lü Zixuan and the group were present, each with a proud demeanor, not putting anyone in their eyes.
Their eyes scanned the hall, seemingly searching for something.
"Have you thought it over?"
The leader of the Qiao Family, an elderly man, hair gray, but spirited with sharp, intelligent eyes.
Qiao Hanlong, a Half-Step Martial King.
His presence restrained, yet exuded a powerful aura like a dragon or tiger, threatening to explode at any moment.
With two other Half-Step Martial Kings, their combined might spread across the hall, like Tai Shan pressing down, causing everyone to breathe heavily, almost suffocating.