Urban Carefree Warrior God

Yuan Tiance was soaked in a cold sweat, his sticky undergarments clinging to his skin, making him extremely uncomfortable.

The chill seemed to penetrate his very bones.

Is it because the night is unusually cold?

Looking at the empty rooftop, Yuan Tiance's eyes quickly dimmed, like dark clouds obscuring the stars, leaving only indifference.

Who on earth is he?

He was audacious and lawless enough, but he'd even mobilized the Ten Thousand Martial Guards.

And a Chiliarch from the Ten Thousand Martial Guards, no less.

Having long been in a high position, Yuan Tiance's vision and cunning were beyond that of an ordinary person. Of course, he knew what the Ten Thousand Martial Guards represented.

The Haoyu Group, despite its size and strength, was insignificant before such power.

"Sir, I promise I won't cause any trouble. I'll leave immediately after I see him," Yuan Tiance said after taking a deep breath to compose himself.

His nephew was dead, thrown from the building by that man.

Even if he couldn't get revenge today, he had to at least see him, to see what kind of face this piece of trash had. That way, he would have something to report to his older brother.

Otherwise, without even laying eyes on the man, how could he face returning to the Haoyu Group?

"See him?" Ji Ping scoffed. "Who do you think you are? Do you think he's someone you can meet just because you want to?"

"Get lost! Now!"

"Sir, my nephew was thrown from that building! He died right at my feet!" Yuan Tiance could no longer suppress his inner rage, and he spoke through gritted teeth.

"Don't you know what kind of person Yuan Qingyun was? As the saying goes, you reap what you sow! Those who kill will be killed in turn. Nothing could be more normal."

After the mocking words, Ji Ping's tone became serious. "By the way, he asked me to pass on a message. In a few days, when the Qin Corporation's new pharmaceutical plant holds its opening ceremony, he hopes you will be in attendance."

Yuan Tiance was speechless.

Those words filled him with an unprecedented sense of humiliation.

I came here to snatch the formula, and after you killed my nephew, you want me to show up and applaud you?

Heh…

This is simply outrageous!

Yuan Tiance nearly lost control.

"Perhaps," Ji Ping added, "that's the reason you're still alive."

This last remark ignited his fury, and his expression became ferocious.

Does this mean I should be grateful to that piece of trash for sparing my life?

"You just arrived in Lingjin City, so maybe you haven't heard what's happened to the Martial Association recently?" Ji Ping asked with a chuckle.

WHIRR!

The implication behind his words instantly extinguished the inferno in Yuan Tiance's heart, replaced by a bone-chilling cold that shot through him from head to toe.

The Martial Association had suffered heavy losses in Lingjin City, and the establishment of their local branch had been delayed indefinitely.

Though he hadn't seen it himself, he had heard the rumors.

As the saying goes, it's best to mind your own business.

But… from the sound of it, could this be related to that piece of trash?

The mere thought made Yuan Tiance shudder, his face filled with terror.

Who is this person who could kill with such impunity, without any regard for the Martial Association?

"That's all I have to say. You'd best watch your step."

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.

Hearing the busy signal, Yuan Tiance stumbled back several steps, his face ashen.

"Quick, call those men back!" he shouted at a nearby assistant after a moment.

The assistant, confused, asked, "Mr. Yuan, they've already gone up to apprehend the man!"

"I told you to call them back!" Yuan Tiance's voice suddenly rose an octave as he snarled, "What, are you going to defy my orders too?"

With that, he kicked the man furiously.

"Yes, yes, right away!" the assistant cried out, not daring to delay a second longer as he immediately relayed the order.

Seeing this unfold, the reporters with their keen instincts knew something was wrong.

Instantly, they swarmed Yuan Tiance.

"Mr. Yuan, what happened to make you pull back so suddenly? Your nephew died right in front of you! Aren't you going to do anything? What about the Qin Corporation's formula? Are you giving up on it? Mr. Yuan, can you tell us what's going on?"

The pack of journalists barraged him with frantic questions.

"Get the hell out of my way!"

Annoyed beyond endurance, Yuan Tiance shoved a few of them aside and dove into his business van.

As his men withdrew, the convoy of vans departed just as hastily as it had arrived.

Soon after, news about Yuan Qingyun and the Haoyu Group exploded across the city.

"BREAKING NEWS! Heaven's Favored Son Yuan Qingyun Thrown from Yuelan Hotel, Meets His End in Lingjin City."

"Yuan Tiance Arrives Breathing Fire, Leaves Cowed by a Single Phone Call, Furious but Silent!"

An array of headlines dazzled the citizens of Lingjin City.

All in all, the Haoyu Group had arrived with great momentum but took a major fall in Lingjin City. They lost both their men and their dignity, suffering a total embarrassment.

As for the so-called Heaven's favored son, he was nothing more than a soap bubble.

A complete laughingstock.

As for the perpetrator, there was only a blurry photo of a figure standing on a rooftop at night. The face was unrecognizable, so it was impossible to say whether he was from the Qin Corporation.

After all, everyone knew the Qin Corporation had no one with that kind of power.

So who could it be?

For a time, speculation ran rampant.

「Qin Corporation」

Even though it was long past closing time, the lights in the CEO's office were still on.

Looking utterly exhausted, Qin Qiu stood motionless before the floor-to-ceiling window.

Although she had anticipated pressure from the multinational pharmaceutical giants, facing it head-on still left her feeling terrified and helpless.

The Qin Corporation was too small in every respect.

When facing a powerful enemy, they had no aces to play.

How could one describe the despair of feeling so powerless to change their fate?

"Yuan Qingyun, Haoyu Group, defeated in Lingjin City…"

Huh?

Hearing the news report from the television, Qin Qiu spun around.

Instantly, her expression changed to one of visible shock and disbelief.

Her mouth fell open, wide enough to fit a fist.

Yuan Qingyun is dead, and Yuan Tiance fled? How… how could this be possible?

Her eyes locked onto the blurry silhouette of the man on the rooftop. The more she looked, the more familiar it seemed.

"Is… is it you?" she choked out, immediately grabbing her phone to dial a number. "Where… where are you?"

CREAK.

The office door pushed open.

Waving his phone, Chen Yang smiled. "Honey, I'm right here."

"Xiaomo told me you weren't home, so I knew you'd be here." He held up a bag for her to see. "I brought you some dinner."

"Honey, you must be starving, right?"

Qin Qiu was still holding her phone, but her limpid eyes were fixed on Chen Yang.

She just stared, not saying a word.

Before long, a mist formed in her large eyes, followed by streams of tears.

"Honey, why are you crying?" Chen Yang quickly put the food down and walked over to her, gently wiping away her tears. "Honey, I told you before. As long as I'm here, I will never let anyone bully you."

"Absolutely no one!"

Chen Yang smiled. "Honey, stop crying, okay? If you keep this up, you'll ruin your makeup and look like a little raccoon."

Qin Qiu threw her arms around him, holding him tight.

Her crystalline tears fell like pearls from a broken string, soaking his shoulder.

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