The Dominance of the Son-in-Law: My Wealthy and Beautiful Wife

"Watch your language!"

An Suxi frowned and said.

"What's wrong with my words?" The man in the suit smiled, "I think I'm not wrong! I have two Half-step Masters behind me, and indeed, in front of a Half-step Master, they are just bullshit, no pun intended. Ask them if you don't believe me."

He leaned forward on the table towards Qin Feng and Fang Wudi, a smirk forming at the corners of his mouth, "I said you two are bullshit, any objections?"

There are two Half-step Masters here.

He didn't believe these two minor characters would object.

Even if they did.

He would teach them a lesson on the spot!

As soon as he finished speaking.

The others around them burst into laughter, "Haha, what cowards! Being insulted as bullshit in front of a woman and not even daring to fart, haha..."

Upon seeing this, Fang Wudi wanted to get angry, his eyebrows furrowing.

But seeing the two Half-step Masters behind him made his legs go weak, so he looked at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng was still calmly picking up his food, and said to him, "No worries."

"Alright then!"

If the Master isn't afraid, then why should he be afraid? If the sky falls, the Master will hold it up!

Slap!

He slammed the table, stood up, and barked at the man in the suit: "Calling us bullshit? I'd say you're pig shit! You reek from head to toe. Dressed up all fancy, but spewing crap, what is that? That makes you a loathed beast in disguise!!"

"What? You, you..."

The man in the suit turned red with anger.

The two martial artists behind him also seemed restless.

"What, not convinced? Want a fight?"

Fang Wudi rolled up his sleeves and shouted.

At that moment.

An Suxi quickly said, "Don't fight!"

"No worries, my Master is here, what is there to fear!" Fang Wudi waved dismissively.

"No, there's a rule for registered fighters; they are not allowed to fight privately during the tournament period, otherwise, their qualification will be canceled." An Suxi explained.

"..."

Fang Wudi, upon hearing this, was momentarily speechless.

If they were disqualified because of this, it would be a loss.

"Hahaha..."

The man in the suit smirked triumphantly, "Aren't you all big and bold? What, chickened out?"

"Hmph, aren't you all just all bark and no bite? Dare to let your two Half-step Masters make a move!" Fang Wudi retorted coldly.

Those two Half-step Masters, obviously participants of the Martial Arts Tournament.

So they wouldn't make a move.

"Heh, I have other people here, why would I need them to make a move?" The man in the suit laughed, spreading his hands wide.

The several underlings behind him also moved closer.

These few underlings were essentially lackeys with lower cultivation, merely Martial Disciples or martial masters.

Fang Wudi and Qin Feng were surrounded by these underlings, and the man in the suit sneered, "Now, I say you are not only bullshit... no, I mean you are worse than bullshit. Any objections?"

"..."

Fang Wudi's face turned iron blue, not knowing what to say.

If they fought.

They would definitely be disqualified.

But if they didn't.

They were now being ridiculed by everyone.

At that moment.

Qin Feng, having finished his meal, put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a napkin, rinsed his mouth, and then looked up, asking An Suxi, "Is it true that once a registered fighter fights, their qualification will be canceled?"

"Yes." An Suxi said, frowning.

"That's perfect."

Qin Feng smiled.

Then, with a loud "slap", he directly slapped the man in the suit across the face!

What?!

Everyone was stunned.

They didn't expect him to strike so directly!

Including An Suxi.

She didn't expect Qin Feng to be so straightforward!

The suited man's face was scorching with embarrassment, as he looked up furiously at Qin Feng: "You dare to hit me?"

"I'm not a contestant, why wouldn't I dare to hit you?"

Qin Feng shrugged his shoulders.

An Suxi suddenly realized on the side, so that's why he had dared to make a move.

But.

That was too rash. The other participants were just two Half-step Masters after all.

Sure enough.

Upon hearing Qin Feng's explanation, the suited man couldn't help but laugh: "Kid, playing tricks with me? You're still too green!"

With a grand wave of his hand.

Several martial artists surrounding him, immediately encircled Qin Feng!

Onlookers couldn't help but burst into laughter, "This fool wants to act smart, haha…"

"Right! What's he being arrogant about as just an Inner Strength Martial Disciple? Even if the two Half-step Masters don't make a move, there are several martial masters around, they could eliminate him in minutes."

An Suxi stood up immediately when she saw what was happening, addressing the suited man, "Enough, he hit you, I'll make him apologize, sorry!"

Having said that.

She pulled Qin Feng, saying, "Let's go!"

"Wait a sec!"

The suited man let out a cold snort at Qin Feng, "What? A big man like you, hiding behind a woman, that's really shameless!"

"You misunderstood, I wasn't planning to leave."

Qin Feng shrugged his shoulders.

He was just momentarily reluctant to let go of An Suxi's hand that had pulled him just now.

An Suxi, without knowing how, whether it's her skin or those fair delicate hands, was far superior to normal people, touching them felt like warm jade, smooth and resilient.

"Not planning to leave? So you want to stay and apologize?" The suited man smirked, "If you kneel and kowtow to admit your wrongs, maybe I'll spare you, how about that?"

"Uh, you think too much."

Qin Feng asked Fang Wudi, An Suxi, and Xiao Lian to step back.

Then.

Picking up the leftover hotpot broth from the table, he addressed the suited man, "Your mouth is full of filth, it's too dirty, so let me give you a wash!"

As he spoke.

He directly splashed the hotpot soup on the suited man.

"Ah—!!"

The suited man screamed in agony from the scald.

The two Half-step Masters wanted to make a move to slaughter Qin Feng, but because of the rules, they dared not act rashly, shouting at their subordinates instead: "What are you waiting for? Attack!!"

A group of martial artists lunged at Qin Feng.

Onlookers shook their heads and laughed: "What's the saying? Rashness is the devil, plotting for face only to drop the consequence here, that's youth for you."

"Yeah! Lived this long and still don't know the word 'forbearance,' way too young."

People discussed and mocked him all around.

At that moment.

The group that lunged at Qin Feng suddenly froze as if their acupoints had been hit!

No!

They had been acupointed!

Everyone maintained their attacking stance, motionless!

"What's going on?"

The crowd wondered, no one knew.

Since Qin Feng was surrounded, no one saw how he acupointed them.

Then, he squeezed out from the crowd of acupointed people, dusted his clothes with a calm demeanor, and said to the likewise flabbergasted suited man, "Let me ask you, who's the cattle manure now?"

The suited man was lost for words.

Wanting to call for people to teach him a lesson but aside from the two Half-step Masters, everyone had been acupointed.

"Don't know, huh?"

Qin Feng then went to the next table and picked up a basin of hotpot soup.

Seeing this, the suited man hastily said, "I, I warn you, my surname is Xu, named Kun, Xu Kun!"

Upon hearing this.

The onlookers immediately gasped in shock!