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Chapter 850 - 860: Who Have I Ever Been Afraid Of! (Second Update)

Chapter 850: Chapter 860: Who Have I Ever Been Afraid Of! (Second Update)

On the Crown Prince’s Club side.

Tang Zhong had already taken over the Crown Prince’s Club. Everyone in the club knew the Crown Prince was back, and their joy was palpable—they worked with newfound vigor.

Tang Zhong once again occupied Jiang Weiwei’s former position, beginning to deal with the club’s affairs. As people came one after another with termination contracts to sign, Tang Zhong signed them all without hesitation.

Li Chuwen grew increasingly anxious.

With all these contracts terminated, where would the Crown Prince’s Club find new partners to collaborate with?

She knew Tang Zhong’s capabilities were extraordinary; the ruthless way he’d killed in the Southern Border was something Li Chuwen could never forget. But this was Xuanjing City.

How could a mere warrior fit into high society?

Especially with Xuanguan Sea looming above Xuanjing City.

When the office was finally quiet, with no one entering or exiting, Li Chuwen walked in.

"Why terminate all the contracts? At least try to salvage some partnerships—it would be beneficial. The Crown Prince’s Club resources are nearly depleted; within three days, we’ll have nothing left to sustain!" Li Chuwen addressed Tang Zhong immediately.

"Don’t bother!" Tang Zhong replied coldly. "If all goes as planned, the masterminds behind all this will show up soon!"

With so many people arriving all at once with termination demands, it was obvious there was an underlying issue. Tang Zhong wasn’t a fool; he could see it with a glance.

"But... but even so, the Crown Prince’s Club still needs to function, doesn’t it?" Li Chuwen persisted, her concern focused solely on whether the club could continue to operate. After all, it was Jiang Weiwei’s labor of love.

"The Crown Prince’s Club will be fine!" Tang Zhong said with a confident smile.

Li Chuwen wanted to say more, but seeing Tang Zhong’s unwavering confidence, she decided to remain silent. Deep down, she trusted Tang Zhong would never let the Crown Prince’s Club suffer—because it was Weiwei’s creation.

Just then, Su Ao burst in from outside, shouting, "Brother Tang... Brother Tang, someone named Zhang Bin wants to see you!"

Without even looking up, Tang Zhong waved his hand dismissively. "Throw him out!"

This Zhang Bin wasn’t the mastermind!

"Got it!" Su Ao nodded and hurriedly left the office.

Li Chuwen heard the name. "Zhang Bin? Isn’t he a businessman in Xuanjing City? Why would he come here?"

"Just a lackey!" Tang Zhong said disdainfully. Regarding the Qin Family’s plans to acquire the Crown Prince’s Club, Tang Zhong was fully aware. Whatever prestige the Qin Family carried over centuries, Tang Zhong had no intention of sparing them.

Meanwhile, outside, Zhang Bin had just left Qin Liehuo and had been planting the idea among members of the Business Alliance to break off contracts with the Crown Prince’s Club. His plan was to weaken the club before discussing acquisition terms, believing the club would recognize its situation and bow down.

Now, sitting in the waiting area, Zhang Bin was feeling pressured—failing to secure the acquisition in time meant he’d face Qin Liehuo’s fury, something he very much wanted to avoid.

Su Ao emerged from inside.

Zhang Bin smiled and addressed him. "So, what did your president say? Does he agree to our acquisition of the Crown Prince’s Club? Rest assured, our offer will surely satisfy your president!"

Su Ao stepped forward, grinning widely. "Our president said... to throw you out!"

With that, he grabbed Zhang Bin by the collar.

"W-what are you doing?!" Zhang Bin’s face turned pale. "You dare to lay a hand on me!"

"Yes, I dare!" Su Ao snapped, hurling Zhang Bin straight out.

With astonishing speed, Zhang Bin flew out and landed in the fountain outside the Crown Prince’s Club, drenched from head to toe.

"Scram!" Su Ao barked.

Zhang Bin, refined as he was, saw himself first and foremost as a businessman. In his worldview, money solved everything, and he believed the Crown Prince’s Club couldn’t possibly afford to be foolish. Yet now, soaked to the bone in the fountain, he was fuming.

Crawling out, Zhang Bin shouted back at Su Ao, "You damned fool! I’m telling you, the Crown Prince’s Club is finished!"

The Qin Family had always upheld a principle of discretion, but this time, Zhang Bin had no intention of holding back.

Before he could finish his tirade, his pupils contracted sharply—a stone was flying toward him at astonishing speed. He wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

With a loud thud, the stone struck his head. Zhang Bin was sent flying out of the fountain, his scalp now a bloody mess, flesh torn apart—a gruesome sight.

Immediately, a voice rang out: "Don’t pollute our fountain. Get lost!"

As the stone had struck him, Zhang Bin had collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

The group accompanying Zhang Bin, sitting in cars outside, was horrified to see him go flying. They quickly rushed to carry Zhang Bin away and sent him to the hospital. Many in Xuanjing City depended on Zhang Bin for their livelihoods, and if anything happened to him, there’d be serious consequences.

Soon after, in a presidential suite at the club’s headquarters.

Qin Liehuo sat on the sofa with an elderly man, while a subordinate stood nearby.

After hearing the subordinate’s full report on Zhang Bin’s mishap, Qin Liehuo narrowed his eyes.

"Is the Crown Prince’s Club really this tough to crack?" Qin Liehuo muttered coldly. "Back when the Qin Family ruled Xuanjing City, we got whatever we wanted. This club—I think it’s time I stepped in myself!"

The subordinate knew exactly what such words from Qin Liehuo meant. Having served Qin Liehuo for many years, the subordinate understood that whenever Qin Liehuo had this look, someone’s life was about to end. He lowered his head even further.

The elderly man beside them, dressed in flowing white robes with a sage-like demeanor, also narrowed his eyes as he listened. Finally, he spoke to Qin Liehuo: "Liehuo... it’s best to be cautious. The Tang Family is not to be trifled with!"

Though Qin Liehuo had disdain for most people, he maintained a degree of respect for the elderly man beside him.

"Yes, Mr. Ji!"

Qin Liehuo’s respect stemmed from the fact that, after their family had been expelled from Xuanjing City, Ji Ruochen had single-handedly assisted his grandfather in revitalizing their fortunes in the Xuanbei region.

Ji Ruochen was unquestionably a savior for the Qin Family.

After Qin Liehuo’s grandfather stepped down, he had insisted Mr. Ji remain by Qin Liehuo’s side to groom him as the next Family Head.

"The crimes committed by the Qin Family should have spelled its doom. That we’re even alive today is thanks to an influential figure from the Central Sea pleading on our behalf. Now that we have the chance to return to Xuanjing City, tread carefully, understood?" Mr. Ji warned.

"I understand. The Qin Family has dreamed of returning to Xuanjing City, and didn’t that figure from the Central Sea already promise to help us return?" Qin Liehuo replied.

"Just remember the Qin Family’s crimes. Leave everything else aside. Your grandfather entrusted you with this mantle—you must act cautiously!" Mr. Ji admonished.

"Understood!" Qin Liehuo said with a faint smile.

Only then did Mr. Ji leave.

Soon, the smile on Qin Liehuo’s face vanished, replaced by a chilling expression. "That old meddler always harping on about the Qin Family’s crimes—as if it matters! I am Qin Liehuo, the Dragon Son of the Qin Family. I ruled in Xuanbei like a god; now in Xuanjing City, who should I fear?"

Qin Liehuo had always been defiant.

In Xuanbei, he was practically omnipotent, nicknamed the Overlord of Xuanbei.

He refused to believe he couldn’t make waves in Xuanjing City. As for Mr. Ji’s warnings about the Tang Family? Qin Liehuo was even more indignant. To him, the Tang Family was insignificant. He was eager to see who this Crown Prince’s Club president truly was.

Immediately, he ordered: "Send a formal invitation to the Crown Prince’s Club. Tell them I, Qin Liehuo, would like to meet their president face-to-face!"