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Qin Zi'ang was so frightened by his grandfather's roar that his legs went weak and he almost collapsed to the ground. He quickly explained with a mournful face, "Grandpa, I didn't mean to... I just saw an old man and didn't like him, so I went up and provoked him a few times. Who knew he would be so ruthless? I didn't know he was a martial arts practitioner..."

"An old man?" Qin Jiutai frowned even more. "What old man? How old is he? What's his name?"

"I...I don't know his name. He looked to be in his sixties, with some gray hair, but he was in good spirits. He was incredibly fast; I didn't even have time to react before he hit me." Qin Zi'ang tried hard to recall Zhao Hong'an's appearance, his voice filled with fear. "There was also a young woman with him, who was very beautiful. The old man was quite polite to her."

Qin Jiutai's expression grew increasingly grim. A martial arts master in his sixties, accompanied by a young woman—such a person was either a reclusive master or someone with a powerful background. Neither of them was someone the Qin family could afford to offend. He took a deep breath, trying to suppress his anger and worry, pacing back and forth with a solemn expression.

"You wretched child!" Qin Jiutai stopped in his tracks, pointing at Qin Ziang, trembling with rage. "How could I have given birth to such a troublemaker! How dare you provoke a martial arts master like this? If they pursue this matter, even if our Qin family has a lot of money, it won't be enough to cover the losses. At that point, forget about protecting the Qin family's assets; we'll all suffer because of you!"

Qin Zi'ang trembled with fear, head bowed, too afraid to speak, his heart filled with remorse. He had acted impulsively, never expecting to offend such a terrifying person, and potentially implicate the entire Qin family.

Just as Qin Jiutai was at his wit's end and filled with worry, Qin Xuan stepped forward and said firmly, "Grandpa, don't worry. My cousin Zi'ang is being irresponsible and has caused trouble. As his older cousin, I naturally can't just sit idly by."

Qin Jiutai looked up at Qin Xuan, a glimmer of hope in his eyes, tinged with worry: "Xuan'er, can you... can you handle him? He's an ancient martial artist, and quite powerful at that."

Qin Xuan's lips curled into a faint smile, his eyes filled with confidence: "Grandpa, I have cultivated on the mountain for twenty years, studying under renowned masters and mastering ancient martial arts techniques. I have never been afraid of anyone. Although my opponent is an ancient martial artist, I may not be his match."

He paused, then continued, "Besides, Zi'ang is a member of the Qin family. To have him beaten like this, as the eldest grandson of the Qin family, I naturally have to seek justice for him and prevent others from thinking that our Qin family is easy to bully. Tell me the old man's approximate location, and I'll go find him right now. Either he'll apologize and compensate Zi'ang, or I'll teach him a lesson so he knows that our Qin family is not to be trifled with!"

Seeing the determination in Qin Xuan's eyes, Qin Jiutai's worries eased slightly. He knew Qin Xuan's strength; he had been exceptionally talented since childhood, and after being sent to the mountain to cultivate, his progress had been even more rapid. Perhaps, Qin Xuan really could solve this problem.

He quickly said to Qin Zi'ang, "What are you all standing there for? Tell your cousin where that old man is!"

Qin Ziang quickly raised his head and said, "Cousin, I've had someone investigate that old man. His family lives in Villa No. 7 of Yunding No. 1 Courtyard. He also has a few rooms booked at the Grand Hyatt Hotel, but I don't know where he is now."

"Then I'll go straight to his heart of the matter. I'll go to his house and wait for him to come to me."

Qin Xuan nodded, said no more, and turned to walk towards the villa entrance.

He was wearing slippers and baggy shorts, looking rather lazy.

However, Qin Zi'ang did not have much doubt.

He read in online novels that the masters who descended from the mountains all dressed like this.

As he reached the door, Qin Xuan stopped and turned back to Qin Jiutai, saying, "Grandpa, don't worry, I will definitely not let you down, and I will not let Zi'ang be beaten in vain."

After saying that, he pushed open the door, and in a flash, he disappeared into the courtyard. His speed was astonishing, leaving only a blurry figure behind.

Qin Jiutai looked in the direction where Qin Xuan had disappeared, let out a long sigh of relief, still feeling some worry, but more than anything, a glimmer of hope.

He turned to Qin Zi'ang, his tone icy: "You just wait and see, if it weren't for your cousin, you'd be in deep trouble! If you dare cause trouble again, see how I deal with you!"

Qin Zi'ang nodded vigorously, saying repeatedly, "I remember, Grandpa, I'll never dare to cause trouble again!"

……

Qin Xuan moved like an arrow, sweeping across the courtyard of the Qin family manor. With a powerful leap, even his afterimage was difficult to catch.

Twenty years of rigorous training in ancient martial arts had long since transcended the realm of ordinary people. Even the traffic and crowds in the city could not stop him. In just over ten minutes, he arrived at the entrance of Yunding No. 1 Courtyard.

The strict security measures at Yunding No. 1 Courtyard were rendered useless in front of Qin Xuan.

As the security guard turned his head, he felt a blur before his eyes. Upon closer inspection, he didn't find anything unusual and assumed he had misread it. He muttered to himself without giving it much thought.

Qin Xuan had already stepped into the villa area and accurately located villa number 7.

The villa's gate was tightly closed, exuding an understated luxury.

Qin Xuan raised his hand, gathering a wisp of energy at his fingertips. With a gentle push, the heavy courtyard gate creaked open slowly without making a sound—this was the foundation of an ancient martial artist, able to control power with every move.

The courtyard is lush with greenery, and the stone path winds its way to the main building's hall.

Qin Xuan walked steadily toward the hall, his killing intent undisguised. The air around him seemed to freeze, and even the sound of the wind in the courtyard became faint.

As soon as he reached the entrance of the hall, he saw a tall, muscular man come out and stare at him warily.

Li Xiaofei.

This man was Li Xiaofei.

He is 1.8 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a thick back, and his muscles are clearly defined. Even when he is wearing casual clothes, his explosive power is still evident.

Zhao Hongan hasn't been home for the past few days.

He has offended many people in the past few days, including Qin Ziang, Lin Zifeng, Cao Jian, and even Su Mingsheng, all of whom have the motive to retaliate against him.

Therefore, Zhao Hong'an instructed Li Xiaofei to keep an eye on the family.

"Who are you? Who let you in?"

Li Xiaofei stepped forward, blocking Qin Xuan's path, his voice loud and clear, his tone carrying an undeniable sense of vigilance.

He could sense that the man in front of him, dressed in shorts and slippers, seemed ordinary, but in reality, he possessed a chilling power and was no ordinary person.

Qin Xuan raised his eyes, his gaze sharp as a knife, sweeping over Li Xiaofei. His tone was icy, without a single unnecessary word: "Where is Zhao Hongan? Tell him to come out and see me."