"Sir, I... I'm so sorry..."
The balding middle-aged man spoke in a low, submissive tone, completely devoid of his earlier arrogance. He stood before Chen Jiuyang, trembling like a lamb.
If he could get through this, he vowed to be a better person and never act so presumptuously again.
However, Chen Jiuyang acted as if he hadn't heard him, saying to Chen Zifeng and Kong Xirong, "Have something to eat."
Chen Zifeng and Kong Xirong obediently picked up their chopsticks and ate some of the barbecue in front of them. They had witnessed Chen Jiuyang's dominance and authority firsthand and dared not act out in his presence.
At this moment, a voice sounded from Kong Xirong's livestream: "Rongrong, doesn't the person sitting next to Young Master Chen look like Yun Jingbai?"
Yun Jingbai? That international superstar.
Upon hearing this, Chen Zifeng and Kong Xirong took a closer look at the young woman sitting next to Chen Jiuyang, who was wearing a baseball cap.
A moment later, Chen Zifeng shrieked, "Yun Jingbai! It really is Yun Jingbai! Sister Jingbai, I'm your fan! Ah, I never expected to see you in person here!"
Kong Xirong was also flustered, her eyes filled with fervor, "Sister Jingbai, could I get an autograph?"
Once the two women confirmed Yun Jingbai's identity, they began to exclaim loudly. Meanwhile, Kong Xirong's livestream went into a frenzy, with the number of viewers instantly surging to over a hundred thousand. Many people started sending her gifts.
Chen Jiuyang paused for a moment, surprised that Yun Jingbai had been recognized despite her low-key attire.
Yun Jingbai gave a wry smile, then a sweet one, "Of course."
The balding middle-aged man standing by was even more astonished. Yun Jingbai, an internationally renowned star, had quietly come to Suhang and was now eating barbecue and drinking beer with this young man on a street food stall.
What was Chen Jiuyang's background? The balding middle-aged man was stunned.
The three women chatted, and more than ten minutes passed. The balding middle-aged man was left standing there, his face pale.
The longer he was left, the more his fear grew. He finally couldn't bear the internal dread and knelt on the ground with a thud, shouting, "Mr. Chen, I apologize. Please forgive me."
"I offended your kin tonight while drunk. I know my mistake and hope Mr. Chen will give me a chance to atone!"
The three women stopped talking, knowing the main event was about to unfold. The livestream also quieted down, waiting to see how Chen Jiuyang would deal with the balding middle-aged man.
Chen Jiuyang said calmly, "Since you made a mistake, you must receive a corresponding punishment, don't you agree?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" The balding middle-aged man forced a smile, "Mr. Chen is absolutely right. I know my mistake. Please tell me, Mr. Chen, I will not argue."
Chen Jiuyang nodded slowly, "Which hand did you use to touch Chen Zifeng?"
The balding middle-aged man's face turned ashen, his body trembling as if he had guessed what was coming, "My... my left hand..."
"Chop it off yourself and throw it into the river. We'll let this matter go then," Chen Jiuyang said indifferently.
Just as expected!
The balding middle-aged man's eyes were filled with terror.
Kong Xirong's livestream fell completely silent. Many people gasped, realizing how terrifying Young Master Chen's methods were!
Immediately after, a surge of excitement ran through them. Just for touching someone from the Chen family, he was demanding a hand? This protectiveness felt incredibly satisfying.
The balding middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said, "Since Mr. Chen has said so, someone, bring a knife!"
Even if his hand was chopped off, he could later get a prosthetic limb and be as good as normal. At least his life would be saved.
At this moment, Yun Jingbai spoke, "Dr. Chen, there are so many viewers here. Such a bloody scene as chopping off a hand should be avoided."
"That's true," Chen Jiuyang glanced at Kong Xirong's phone. "This wouldn't be good for your reputation either. In that case, how about this."
"No chopping off the hand. Just break your own hand and then get lost. I'll give you thirty seconds." Chen Jiuyang said calmly.
The balding middle-aged man's eyes lit up with joy. A broken hand could be reattached. He looked at Yun Jingbai with a hint of gratitude.
Immediately, the balding middle-aged man grabbed a cement brick from a roadside umbrella stand, raised it high, and smashed it down onto his own left hand.
"Bang!"
"Ah!"
The balding middle-aged man couldn't help but let out a scream. It was too painful. Even with his resolve to break his own hand, his strength wasn't enough.
"Useless," Chen Jiuyang said coldly. "Uncle Fang, it seems he can't do it. You do it for him."
"Yes, Young Master." Fang Bahua walked up to the balding middle-aged man and gently placed a foot on his hand.
"Crack—"
A crisp bone-snapping sound echoed.
"Ah!" The balding middle-aged man screamed again, the pain tearing through him. His hand was truly broken.
Amidst his screams, the balding middle-aged man gritted his teeth, enduring the pain, and said tremblingly, "Mr. Chen, can I get lost now?"
"Get lost," Chen Jiuyang said indifferently.
"Thank you, Mr. Chen." The balding middle-aged man was helped away by his bodyguards, heading straight for the hospital. The bodyguard injured by Fang Bahua was also taken away.
Seeing that the matter was resolved, Chen Zifeng and Kong Xirong quickly expressed their gratitude, "Thank you, Mr. Chen (Young Master)."
"It's a small matter, no need to be polite," Chen Jiuyang waved his hand.
At this moment, Yun Jingbai spoke, "Dr. Chen, I have to leave now. Otherwise, my fans might arrive here soon and block the entire place."
Chen Jiuyang nodded, "Alright."
Yun Jingbai stood up, and two bodyguards emerged from the shadows to escort her away.
Kong Xirong's livestream was immediately filled with wails:
"I was only two kilometers away from the scene!"
"Sigh."
After Yun Jingbai left, a while later, Granny Hui arrived, "Young Master Chen, it's getting late. You've had enough fun, it's time to go back and rest."
Seeing Granny Hui, Kong Xirong's expression soured. This old woman had called her common and vulgar, but...
If Chen Jiuyang's woman was like Yun Jingbai, then she truly would be common and vulgar.
"Alright." Chen Jiuyang also got up and said to the two women, "You two eat and drink well."
With that, Chen Jiuyang followed Granny Hui and got up to return to the True Demon Sect.
In the car, Chen Jiuyang said, "Granny Hui, I need a batch of cultivation resources."
"Oh?" Granny Hui smiled, "Young Master Chen, as the Young Master of the Chen family, you are still lacking cultivation resources?"
Chen Jiuyang replied, "I, Chen Jiuyang, could have stayed and cultivated properly in the Shu Mountain Chen family. It was your True Demon Sect that forced me to come to Suhang and used me several times. Regardless, your True Demon Sect should compensate me with the cultivation resources I need."
Granny Hui smiled, "I cannot make this decision. However, congratulations, Young Master Chen, on your rapid cultivation progress, breaking through to the twelfth aperture of the Profound realm. It seems the Earth realm Grandmaster is within reach."
"I will report this matter to Elder Han. She is the one who can make the decision."