Chapter 115: One hundred fifteen, apology Chapter 115: One hundred fifteen, apology Liu An started to break out in a cold sweat upon hearing Song Yan Ning call Qin Haoming “Uncle Qin.” The Qin Family was the number one family in Beijing, and although he didn’t know if the Qin Haoming in front of him was part of the Qin Family, those who could enter Blue Tune were definitely individuals of status. Now that he had already offended the Fang Family, if he were to offend the Qin Family as well, he really wouldn’t be able to get by in Beijing anymore.
Thinking back to when he had asked Qin Yushen to call his parents, and the words Qin Yushen had said to him, Liu An’s legs began to tremble slightly. He felt that his guess was very likely correct—that the man in front of him was from the Qin Family.
“Uncle Qin, he wants our parents to compensate,” Qu Lingfeng pointed out Liu An wildly, fearing the world might not be in enough chaos.
“No! No! No… I… I didn’t… didn’t… You’ve misunderstood…” Liu An’s face turned pale with fear. Even if he was given the courage of the gods, he wouldn’t dare ask for compensation now—not from the Fang Family, nor the Qin Family. Which family could he possibly provoke? Moreover, there were a few other kids whose identities he was not aware of, but it was obvious, even to his toes, that anyone who could associate with a super-majority like the Qin Family wouldn’t have a simple identity. All this trouble was Zhang Caicai’s fault.
Seeing Liu An’s cowardly demeanor, Zhang Caicai couldn’t stand it anymore, “What do you mean no? It’s their fault. Little brats not learning properly, coming to places like this to mess around and fight—it’s the responsibility of your parents as guardians. I’m telling you, my stomach still hurts. If you don’t compensate today, I’m calling the police.”
“Shut up! Get her out of here,” Liu An urgently shouted at Ah Kun and the others. He didn’t expect Zhang Caicai to butt in, which made the atmosphere that had just near calmed down become tense again. Naturally, he was the one anxious.
Ah Kun and his cohorts didn’t move. Although they came to help Liu An, they knew where to draw the line. Those three individuals across were definitely not ones to be trifled with. If Liu An had offended them, things could end badly for him this time. If they stayed on the sidelines, even if they were aligned with Liu An, as long as they didn’t get involved physically, they could still make their case clear in the end.
Qin Haoming watched Liu An and Zhang Caicai with a cold gaze, “You want to call the police? Go ahead, make the call.”
Liu An gestured frantically with his hands, “No… she’s talking nonsense… The kids truly did nothing wrong, it’s our fault, I apologize…” Forget the fact it was them who started the trouble earlier; even if it had actually been the kids’ fault, he wouldn’t dare to blame them now—not unless he desired a death sentence.
“Don’t take advantage of your position to bully us. We have connections, too. If you offend us, don’t even think about mixing in Beijing,” Zhang Caicai shot back as Ah Kun and the others didn’t lift a finger, stepping forward and pompously pointing at Qin Haoming with a challenge.
“The thing I hate most is someone pointing their finger at me,” Qin Haoming said, his voice colder by a degree, as he slightly narrowed his eyes at the accusing hand.
Zhang Caicai, sensing the imposing aura from Qin Haoming, hurriedly retracted her hand, stepping back simultaneously—but still managed to retort with her neck stiffly: “So what if I pointed at you? Are you brave enough to hit me?” She refused to believe a grown man would dare to hit a woman in public.
Qin Yushen leaned close to Song Yan Ning’s ear, “Xiao Ning, give me a silver needle.”
“Hmm?” Song Yan Ning was somewhat puzzled, but still took out a silver needle and handed it to Qin Yushen. She also found the woman particularly insufferable.
Qin Yushen took the silver needle, smiled as he tugged at Song Yan Ning’s hair, and then tucked the needle away. There was no need for the needle to deal with that woman—a mere flick of “Divine Sense” would suffice.
Song Yan Ning looked at Qin Yushen in surprise. Wasn’t he going to use it? Why did he put it away?
Qin Yushen’s smile curled up. Of course, he wouldn’t tell her that borrowing the silver needle was a pretense—the real reason was to savor her scent. Earlier, when he got close to her, he detected a faint but pleasant fragrance he liked, only perceptible when near her.
Qin Haoming looked at Zhang Caicai with a cold smile—he, of course, would not hit a woman, but he was not one to show mercy when provoked.
Seeing Zhang Caicai provoke Qin Haoming, Liu An became both angry and scared. He slapped her across the face with a fierce backhand, “Shut your mouth!” Couldn’t this woman see he was apologizing?
“Liu An, are you insane?!” Zhang Caicai yelled in pain, clutching her face and glaring at Liu An. She knew the few people before her were of some status, but Liu An also had standing in East City. She couldn’t believe they truly dared to do anything to them.
Liu An glared at Zhang Caicai, then turned to Qin Haoming, bowing, “Mr. Qin! I’m truly sorry! It is indeed our fault. We were the ones who provoked your young masters and misses first, Mr. Qin! Just tell us how we should apologize, and we will do as you say.” After having been riled up by Zhang Caicai, he calmed down as well, realizing that as long as he sincerely apologized, the Qin and Fang families wouldn’t trouble him too much. But after this incident, he had no intentions of staying in Beijing anymore. The waters there were too deep, and he feared he might inadvertently offend a big shot again one day.
Qin Haoming nodded slightly, “Apologize, and sever an arm each—that will do. Not that I’m unreasonable, but since you’ve offered a sincere apology, I won’t hold a grudge. However, there needs to be a price to pay. Today, you crossed paths with us, but what if it had been someone ordinary? What then? So for such people, I must enforce punishment.”
“Thank you, Mr. Qin!” Liu An expressed his gratitude. He knew that such punishment was already rather lenient.
“What did you say? Want my arm? Do you really think you can do whatever you want in Beijing?” Zhang Caicai, realizing the implications of Qin Haoming’s words, stormed up to him and pointed at him once more.
Qin Haoming stood up, his eyes icy as he regarded Zhang Caicai, “You think I won’t hit a woman?” He only avoided it because he found the idea of touching her repulsive and refused to soil his hands.
Fang Kaichen and Qu Jingtian shook their heads. What a foolish woman she was.
Confronted with Qin Haoming’s icy gaze, Zhang Caicai swallowed nervously, but the rage at the thought of losing an arm flared up again within her, “Why should you take my arm?”
“Make it two since one is not enough,” Qin Haoming stated indifferently, looking towards Qin Yu and Song Yan Ning, “Xiao Shen, Xiao Ning, are you ready to go back now?” There would be others to handle the rest; there was no need for him to worry. He knew that his mother had a banquet prepared for Song Yan Ning this evening. Xiao Yue had made sure to remind him to return early before he left that morning.
“Okay!” Qin Yu nodded, took Song Yan Ning’s hand, and after a greeting to Qu Lingfeng and the others, stood to follow Qin Haoming.