A handsome young man's gaze swept over Ming Zheng's stunningly beautiful face, his brow arching slightly. "Hey, Ah Zhou, isn't that your sister?"
Leaning against the railing, holding a stemmed wine glass, the man froze at the words.
He turned, following the young man's line of sight. "How could Rou'er possibly come to a place like this?"
Worry flickered across his face.
Then he heard the young man chuckle. "Not your dear Rou'er sister, but your actual sister."
Actual sister?
Ming Zheng?
In the shifting light and shadow, the refined and handsome face of the man holding the wine glass became inscrutable.
As expected.
He saw Ming Zheng in the direction of the commotion below.
Under the dazzling, hazy, multi-colored lights.
Ming Zheng, dressed in black slacks and a black top, revealed nothing, yet was captivating.
She cradled a limp, intoxicated woman in her arms.
A dozen burly men surrounded her.
Several security guards from Jin Zun Ming Jue, armed with electric batons, were also present.
Seeing the man staring intently at Ming Zheng, the young man teased, "Ah Zhou, that's Young Master Wang, you know. Your sister has gotten into big trouble. Aren't you going to help her out?"
The Wang family.
One of the four great families of Xiadu.
A prominent family with a century of heritage.
No woman targeted by Young Master Wang Quan Shan of the Wang family could escape his grasp.
If her brother didn't step in to help.
Ming Zheng and the young lady she held would be in dire straits tonight.
Ming Wei Zhou's gaze turned cold. The tips of his long, jade-like fingers, gripping the stem of the wine glass, turned pale.
"How could a proper girl come to a place like this late at night?"
His tone dripped with disdain and sarcasm. "She caused this trouble herself, let her solve it. Why should I help?"
Ming Zheng's affairs had nothing to do with him.
Why would he step in to help her?
A woman who could be so heartless to her own family.
She wasn't worth his attention!
Coming to a place like Jin Zun Ming Jue to party in the middle of the night, wasn't she just trying to hook up with some rich guys?
Now that Young Master Wang had taken notice, wasn't that exactly what she wanted?
Ming Wei Zhou was already incredibly nervous today, as he was about to perform in front of his idol, Master Zheng Yu.
So, tonight, he just wanted to relax with his friends at Jin Zun Ming Jue.
He didn't want to get involved in any trouble.
It could affect his performance in three days!
Ming Wei Zhou lost interest in continuing the conversation.
Swirling the red wine in his glass, he prepared to return to his private room.
Suddenly, he heard his friend exclaim, "Holy hell! Ah Zhou, your sister is amazing!"
Ming Wei Zhou paused.
Subconsciously, he looked down at the first floor again.
He saw Ming Zheng, one arm around the person in her embrace, the other already swinging a fist towards those closing in on her.
Her punch was incredibly powerful.
"Bang! Bang!"
"Ah—"
She sent the men in front of her flying.
Then, she tossed the woman in her arms to the other side, cradling her again.
With a swift movement, she kicked out at a security guard wielding an electric baton.
Her movements were fluid and seamless.
Cool, sharp, and dominant.
Her attacks were exceptionally fierce.
In less than a minute.
Those dozen or so men were all lying on the ground.
"Ah Zhou, your sister is practically invincible!"
"She must have practiced a lot to have this kind of skill."
"She even dared to hit Young Master Wang. Isn't she afraid of offending the Wang family?"
"Ah Zhou, look at your sister, so cool and awesome! Is your sister a martial artist? With these skills, she's at least a B-class martial artist! What kind of genes does your family have, everyone is so monstrous?"
"Ah Zhou, if she beat up Young Master Wang, will Young Master Wang cause trouble for the Ming family?"
His friends' chatter was incessant.
Someone even clapped Ming Wei Zhou on the shoulder, his eyes shining as he looked at Ming Zheng. "Ah Zhou, find an opportunity to introduce me to your sister, won't you?"
Ming Wei Zhou's gaze grew colder.
He watched as Ming Zheng finished her assault, and when Wang Quan Shan furiously pointed at her and spat threats, she simply punched him in the face.
Completely disregarding his status as Young Master of the Wang family.
The friends' praises in his ear made him incredibly irritable.
"What sister? I only have Rou'er," Ming Wei Zhou brushed away the hand on his shoulder. "Ming Zheng has nothing to do with me. If you're my brother, don't disgust me with her anymore."
His friends sensed Ming Wei Zhou's displeasure.
They all gave awkward, dry laughs.
And fell silent.
It seemed the rumors were true.
The Ming family really didn't care much about this long-lost true daughter.
On the first floor, at the bar.
Ming Zheng paid no attention to Wang Quan Shan's "Do you know who I am?" and "Do you know who my father is?" attitude.
She unhesitatingly punched him to the ground.
Making Wang Quan Shan yelp in agony.
His screams attracted dozens of security guards from Jin Zun Ming Jue.
The manager, looking like he wanted to intervene but dared not, could only say from the side, "Miss, you can't keep hitting him! That's the Young Master of the Wang family. If you offend the Wang family, you won't be able to leave here alive tonight!"
Who are these two beauties? the manager wondered. How could they be so bold? To hit Young Master Wang so readily!
Ming Zheng stopped her one-sided beating of Wang Quan Shan.
Wang Quan Shan's face was already swollen like a pig's head. Blood seeped from his nose, mouth, and ears.
He looked horrific.
The security guards holding electric batons watched Ming Zheng vigilantly.
Afraid she might go berserk.
And pile them up like the previous guards.
Seeing that she had stopped, the manager breathed a sigh of relief and quickly continued, "Miss, you... you let Young Master Wang go first, and I guarantee... I guarantee you and your friend can leave safely..."
"Is your guarantee worth anything?"
Ming Zheng's voice was indifferent and clear.
She slowly stood up.
Her slender, beautiful leg stepped onto Wang Quan Shan's chest. "I'm teaching Young Master Wang a lesson about how to behave."
She stomped a few times.
So hard that Wang Quan Shan coughed up a mouthful of blood, enduring immense pain. "Not everyone is yours to trifle with, understand?"
Wang Quan Shan opened his eyes.
But all he saw was a bloody red haze.
Through the blur, he could vaguely make out the cold, noble expression on the girl's icy, beautiful face.
That innate aura.
It made his heart constrict.
He wanted to widen his eyes.
But the searing pain in his head and chest made him tremble uncontrollably.
Bitch!
This damned bitch!
He would kill her!
"It seems you're still not convinced."
Ming Zheng let out a soft chuckle.
She was smiling, yet her dark, piercing eyes were filled with a chilling, terrifying coldness.
Like an Asura emerging from hell.
"No! We can't let her hurt Young Master Wang anymore!"
The manager, seeing the girl's deranged smile, a smile that sent chills down his spine.
He stammered and quickly told the surrounding guards, "Quick! Quick, save Young Master Wang!"
Just as dozens of guards surged forward.
A defiant, sinister voice suddenly rang out—
"Stop!"