"Hahaha, dog Zhou, you wanted to kill me, didn't you? Come on, do it," Shen Dongyang was no longer afraid and began to provoke Zhou Hong.
"Then I will fulfill your wish." Zhou Hong walked towards Shen Dongyang.
"Zhou Hong," Shen Wan Si quickly called out.
"What? Are you trying to stop me?" Zhou Hong glanced at Shen Wan Si and said coldly.
"I wouldn't dare, but, he is my grandson after all, can we...!"
"Sorry, we can't. If you try to stop me again, I'll kill you too." Zhou Hong roared.
Shen Wan Si trembled with fear, his legs involuntarily knelt down.
"Zhou Hong, Senior Zhou, please don't be angry." Shen Wan Si pleaded in a hurry.
Stunned.
Shen Dongyang saw his grandfather actually kneel and call Zhou Hong "Senior Zhou." He suspected he was seeing things and quickly rubbed his eyes.
Shen Yan Ran was also dumbfounded.
"Grandpa? What are you doing? Why are you kneeling to him?" Shen Dongyang asked in disbelief.
"Shut up, you unfilial grandson, are you trying to doom your grandfather?" Shen Wan Si roared.
"Grandpa, I don't understand," Shen Dongyang said with a bewildered expression.
"Fine, I'll make you understand. I am no match for Zhou Hong. That day in the room, I had a private talk with Zhou Hong. Do you know what happened? Zhou Hong choked my neck and hung me up. I almost died. Zhou Hong merely gave me some face and didn't let you know. You damned turtle, forcing me to act, are you trying to get me killed?" Shen Wan Si was both angry and exasperated.
Shen Yan Ran heard her grandfather's words and was completely stunned, truly suspecting she was dreaming.
"Grandpa, stop lying to us. How could Zhou Hong be your opponent? He's only at Martial Artist Level Sixteen," Shen Yan Ran said hurriedly.
"At this point, do I still need to lie to you? Wuwuwu," Shen Wan Si immediately burst into tears, his old face streaming with tears.
Seeing his grandfather cry in fear, Shen Dongyang and Shen Yan Ran had no choice but to believe him, even if they didn't want to.
"Impossible, impossible, no, no," Shen Dongyang roared.
"Hmph, Shen Dongyang, why aren't you so arrogant now?" Zhou Hong said coldly.
"Zhou Hong, Senior Zhou, spare me, I will never dare again." Shen Dongyang's attitude changed instantly, and he begged Zhou Hong for mercy.
"Hahaha, it's too late." Zhou Hong raised his hand, about to strike Shen Dongyang to death.
"Zhou Hong, can you spare my brother for my sake?" Shen Yan Ran pleaded from behind.
"Yan Ran, your brother brought this upon himself and there is no possibility of forgiveness. I hope our relationship will not be affected by your brother's actions." After speaking, Zhou Hong fiercely brought down his palm.
"Bang!" Shen Dongyang's head exploded with a bang, brain matter scattering.
Thus, Shen Dongyang became a corpse.
"Brother!" Shen Yan Ran wailed, looking at her dead brother.
Shen Wan Si did not cry, but stared blankly at his grandson's corpse.
"I'm sorry, I was too angry. I've forgiven Shen Dongyang countless times, but this time, it was truly unforgivable. Whether you consider me an enemy or seek revenge from me in the future, feel free to do so." Zhou Hong spoke and left without looking back.
Shen Wan Si took off his coat and covered his grandson's mangled head.
"Grandpa, why didn't you say so earlier?" Shen Yan Ran asked tearfully.
"How would I have known your brother would court death like this? If I had known, I would have told you long ago. This Zhou Hong, do you really think he's just a Martial Artist Level Sixteen? No, his strength is probably among the top ten in the entire Jinzhou City. Yet he hides in a university campus, surely with some unspeakable motive. How dare I reveal it?" Shen Wan Si said, his old eyes filled with tears.
Shen Yan Ran also found it hard to believe. She had been worried if her grandfather would kill Zhou Hong today, but the result was...
"Wuwuwu! Your brother was a genius with great promise in our family, destined to surpass me!" Only then did Shen Wan Si break down in sobs.
Zhou Hong quickly returned to the university classroom.
It was just noon, and school was over. His classmates were leaving the classroom, seemingly preparing to go to the cafeteria for lunch.
"Zhou Hong, where did you go just now? You've been out for nearly two classes," Qiao Xiao Yu walked up and asked.
"Heh, I was bored playing Dou Dizhu in class, so I went out for a walk." Zhou Hong gave a casual explanation, no need to be too clear. Su Dan Novel Network.
"Let's go eat together." Qiao Xiao Yu invited with a slight blush. Now that Zhou Hong was becoming more and more powerful, she decided to be more proactive, lest someone snatch him away.
"Okay."
Zhou Hong immediately took Qiao Xiao Yu's hand, and they walked towards the cafeteria together.
"What's the deal with that love letter on the forum this morning?" Qiao Xiao Yu asked curiously on the way to the cafeteria.
"You don't suspect I wrote it, do you?"
"It doesn't look like it, but the style is very similar to the love letter you wrote last time, and the handwriting is even more similar."
"Hahaha, what would you think if I told you that the love letter on the forum last time was also not written by me, but by Wang Zhicheng, the 'tyrant' of the Economics Department, who hired someone to write it?"
"Ah, then why didn't you say so earlier? I thought you wrote it."
"It's been so long, there's nothing to say. However, although the love letter wasn't written by me, the impressive content mentioned in it is true. I'll let you experience it another day," Zhou Hong chuckled.
Qiao Xiao Yu's face flushed, and she gave Zhou Hong a playful glare. But in her heart, she suddenly became a little curious. When Zhou Hong became truly "inflated," would he really...?
At this very moment, at the First People's Hospital.
Qin Meng Xue was handling the discharge procedures for her father.
Qin Meng Xue already knew that Zhou Hong had defeated Zhu Qiang again that morning. Zhou Hong's true realm was Martial Artist Level Sixteen.
Throughout the morning, Qin Meng Xue's heart was complicated. The more excellent Zhou Hong became day by day, the more regret she felt.
Not only her, but Qin Chang Hui had also been distracted all morning. He kept thinking, Martial Artist Level Sixteen, if this were his son-in-law, he couldn't imagine how much he would laugh.
Just then, the Qin family patriarch arrived.
"Grandpa," Qin Chang Hui called out immediately.
"Great-Grandpa," Qin Meng Xue also called out to the old man.
"Qin Chang Hui, you're being discharged now, go and do something immediately," the Qin family patriarch ordered.
"What is it?"
"Nonsense, of course, it's about Zhou Hong. This morning, I received another piece of news: Zhou Hong has been hiding his martial cultivation realm. He is now a Martial Artist Level Sixteen. My heavens, if he were to return to our Qin family, our Qin family would surely prosper and flourish! Therefore, this afternoon, you will take Meng Xue and personally go to find Zhou Hong and ask him to return to the family."
"Ah," Qin Chang Hui seemed a bit hesitant to show his face.
"This is a family mission, you have to go whether you want to or not. If you fail once, then go twice, thrice, or even eight or ten times. Otherwise, your whole family will be expelled from the Qin clan," the Qin family patriarch said threateningly, with no room for negotiation.