Upon learning the truth of the matter, Murong Yuntian immediately called Zheng Bichang back.
The call connected, and Murong Yuntian said coldly, "Your Zheng family wants to kill our Murong family's son-in-law, and you still have the audacity to come and provoke me? Your Zheng family had best stop here. If you wish to continue, our Murong family will accompany you."
Upon hearing this, Zheng Bichang angrily retorted, "For a nobody, is your Murong family going to go to war with our Zheng family? Do you think it's worth it?"
"Qin Ning is the son-in-law we've recognized. As long as they are part of our Murong family, they are not nobodies."
"As long as you dare to lay a hand on him, I will declare war on your Zheng family without hesitation."
"If you don't believe me, you can try."
With that, Murong Yuntian directly hung up the phone.
Looking at the phone in his hand, Zheng Bichang's expression was very grim.
He couldn't help but wonder what qualifications this Qin Ning possessed to warrant such importance from the Murong family!
For his sake, Murong Yuntian was so resolutely prepared to go to war with the Zheng family.
Despite Zheng Bichang's loud bluster, he actually did not dare to break ties with the Murong family.
Both families were top commercial families; a war between them would only result in mutual destruction.
Furthermore, whether to go to war was not something that the two of them could decide.
The conflict between the two families needed to be decided by the ancestors of both families.
Whether it was Zheng Bichang or Murong Yuntian, they were merely spokesmen for their families, not decision-makers.
"Chairman, what do we do now?" a subordinate asked from the side.
Zheng Bichang pondered and said, "Send someone to find Qin Ning. I want to see him!"
In the afternoon, Qin Hanchu was enjoying afternoon tea at Longmen.
It was at this moment that people from the Zheng family arrived.
Upon learning that Zheng Bichang wanted to see him, Qin Hanchu rose and followed them.
Half an hour later, Qin Hanchu met Zheng Bichang in a park.
Zheng Bichang first glanced at Qin Hanchu, then asked Wang Jiuhan, "Divine Doctor Wang, is this your disciple?"
Wang Jiuhan replied awkwardly, "He is my master."
Zheng Bichang had initially thought Qin Hanchu was Wang Jiuhan's disciple, which was why Wang Jiuhan helped Qin Hanchu kill his family's guards.
However, he never expected that Qin Hanchu was actually Wang Jiuhan's master.
"Divine Doctor Wang, please don't joke with me," Zheng Bichang said in surprise.
Wang Jiuhan did not reply further, merely standing quietly behind Qin Hanchu.
Zheng Bichang was a shrewd man; he could tell that Wang Jiuhan's role as a disciple was not out of willingness.
He was very curious about what method Qin Hanchu had used to subdue Wang Jiuhan.
Besides his superb medical skills, Wang Jiuhan was also a martial artist at the initial stage of Grandmaster.
What qualifications did Qin Hanchu, a mere young man at the eighth rank, possess to make Wang Jiuhan forsake his dignity to become a disciple?
"Let's get to the point. While I'm not busy, I don't want to waste time with you," Qin Hanchu said.
Hearing this, Zheng Bichang was displeased. "Boy, are you being so presumptuous in front of me?"
"Your Zheng family wants to be my enemy, do you expect me to respectfully bow to you?" Qin Hanchu said coldly.
"Fine, you're quite interesting, kid," Zheng Bichang said gravely. "I'm not disrespecting the Murong family. As long as you publicly apologize to the Zheng family, I won't pursue this matter further."
Qin Hanchu chuckled. "Why should I apologize? From beginning to end, it was your daughter who provoked me. She wanted to kill me, so my killing your guards is quite reasonable, isn't it? In fact, I should have killed your daughter, as the order to kill me was given by her."
Zheng Bichang's eyes suddenly turned icy. "What? You intend to kill my daughter?"
Facing Zheng Bichang's anger, Qin Hanchu's expression remained unchanged. "If she dares to provoke me again, I will definitely make her pay the price, possibly even with her life."
"Aren't you afraid I'll kill you right now?" Zheng Bichang said ferociously.
Qin Hanchu lightly laughed. "It's not that I look down on you, but you dare not!"
Zheng Bichang looked at Qin Hanchu in anger but had no words to retort.
At this moment, he indeed dared not take his life.
Qin Hanchu's ability to subdue Wang Jiuhan hinted at something unusual.
He feared that Qin Hanchu had some hidden backing.
"Tell your daughter not to provoke me again."
With that, Qin Hanchu swaggered away.
"Chairman, this brat is too arrogant," Zheng Bichang's subordinate said indignantly.
Zheng Bichang said coldly, "Investigate his background. The Murong family alone cannot give him such confidence."
"Chairman, you mean he has another identity?"
"Wang Jiuhan is not only the divine doctor of Red Dragon City but also a Grandmaster martial artist. Without a powerful background, how could Wang Jiuhan willingly follow him?" Zheng Bichang reasoned.
At five in the afternoon, Qin Hanchu rode his electric scooter to the school gate.
Before long, Murong Yanran walked over with a smile and said, "Was your day exciting?"
Qin Hanchu smiled and nodded. "What do you think?"
"You actually dared to take action and directly eliminate the Murong family's guards."
"With a knife at my throat, why should I be polite to them?" Qin Hanchu stated calmly.
Murong Yanran nodded. "You're right."
Qin Hanchu handed the helmet to Murong Yanran. "Put on the helmet, and let's go home."
As Murong Yanran was putting on the helmet, Zheng Yongjun walked out with a grim expression.
"You killed my guards, this matter is not over," Zheng Yongjun said, standing in front of Qin Hanchu, threatening him angrily.
Qin Hanchu chuckled. "If you want to die, I can oblige you."
"Oh really? If you have the guts, do it now," Zheng Yongjun challenged, not believing Qin Hanchu would dare to act.
"If I don't kill you, won't that make you look down on me?" Qin Hanchu asked.
Zheng Yongjun sneered. "That's right, do it if you dare."
Qin Hanchu did not reply. He steadied the electric scooter and then approached Zheng Yongjun.
Zheng Yongjun puffed out her chest, raised her head, and coldly snorted, "Move..."
Before she could finish her words, Qin Hanchu's hand had already seized Zheng Yongjun by the throat.
Zheng Yongjun's body was then lifted by Qin Hanchu.
With her throat choked, Zheng Yongjun immediately had difficulty breathing.
Her previously calm eyes were now filled with terror.
She never expected Qin Hanchu would actually dare to act.
Just then, an elder suddenly rushed out and struck at Qin Hanchu with a palm.
Qin Hanchu turned and used Zheng Yongjun as a shield.
Seeing this, the elder quickly retracted his palm and angrily shouted, "Release the young lady."
Qin Hanchu still held Zheng Yongjun aloft. The latter struggled painfully due to lack of air.
"She wants to die, I'm merely fulfilling her wish," Qin Hanchu's eyes were filled with indifference, as if he didn't care about Zheng Yongjun's life or death.
"Murong Yanran, why aren't you stopping him!" the elder shouted at Murong Yanran.
Murong Yanran also hadn't expected Qin Hanchu to actually act.
She knew very well what Zheng Yongjun's death would signify.
If Zheng Yongjun died, it would be a complete rupture.
"Xiao Ning, don't be rash," Murong Yanran quickly said.
Qin Hanchu casually threw Zheng Yongjun to the ground. She, like a fish out of water, gasped for air in terror.