71: My old flame is back, and I'm going to slap you in the face!

Su Muyue's suggestion of a "monthly Asura field" truly made Qin Lang break out in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, the topic was quickly diverted by the food. Although the atmosphere during the meal was strange, at least no one started fighting.

The three of them walked out of the restaurant; the sky had already darkened.

Qin Lang suggested they sit somewhere else, so he took the two beauties to a high-end revolving restaurant called "Yunding Tiangong."

The view here was excellent, overlooking the entire Capital City's brilliant lights under the night sky.

As soon as they entered the hall, a wave of expensive perfume assailed them.

Qin Lang frowned slightly. Just as he was looking for an empty table, a slightly sharp female voice suddenly rang out from the side.

"Oh, isn't this Qin Lang?"

The voice was too familiar, carrying a contrived air that was etched into his bones.

Qin Lang looked in the direction of the voice.

He saw a woman wearing a moon-white, high-slit cheongsam clinging to a man's arm. The slit was extremely high, revealing glimpses of her pale thighs as she moved, looking as if she wanted to stick herself onto the man.

It was Bai Qianqian.

The man beside her was about twenty-five or twenty-six, dressed in a custom-made designer suit, wearing a valuable Origin Energy watch on his wrist, and sporting an arrogant expression.

Clearly, this was the new high branch she had quickly climbed onto after dumping Feng Rui.

Qin Lang glanced at her indifferently, as if looking at roadside trash. He didn't even pause, continuing to walk inside with Su Muyue and Shangguan Xue.

This attitude of utter disregard instantly stung Bai Qianqian's sensitive nerves.

She had originally thought Qin Lang would feel inferior, regretful, or even jealous upon seeing her now.

But what kind of look was that?

"Brother Qiang, let's sit over there."

Bai Qianqian's eyes darted around. She deliberately pulled the man and plopped down at the table right next to Qin Lang's.

As soon as she sat down, she started acting up.

"Brother Qiang, has your cultivation level improved again?"

She deliberately raised her volume, afraid the people at the next table wouldn't hear.

"I think those so-called Academy Geniuses are just trash compared to you."

Lin Qiang, who was called "Brother Qiang," was clearly pleased and proudly rubbed the watch on his wrist.

"Naturally."

"Just a few days ago, I just Broke Through to the Third Tier, the Gene Liberation Realm."

"This is all thanks to the resources my family provided. I drink those top-grade Gene Potions like water."

This boastful statement drew glances from many surrounding diners.

At an age when most people were still struggling for the First Tier Gene Lock, being able to Break Through to the Third Tier in their twenties was indeed something to brag about.

Bai Qianqian became even more excited.

She glanced at Qin Lang's table and spoke in a sarcastic, Yin and Yang manner.

"Aiya, Brother Qiang is truly amazing."

"Unlike some people who idle their days away in places like Kunlun or Olympus. They look glamorous, but they're just a bunch of paupers."

"How can they compare to you, Brother Qiang? You're a top student at Wanhao Academy. That place is only for true aristocratic heirs; ordinary people don't even know where the front gate is."

As she spoke, she exaggeratedly poured wine for Lin Qiang, intentionally or unintentionally rubbing against his arm.

"Oh, Brother Qiang, I also feel like the Mythical Gene in my body is about to Break Through the First Tier."

"Thanks to you for bringing me into Wanhao Academy. Those resources are truly wonderful."

The surrounding diners began whispering, their gazes toward them filled with envy and awe.

Wanhao Academy was an aristocratic academy independent of the Alliance system. It was rumored that the students there were either rich or noble, and the resources piled up like mountains.

Bai Qianqian reveled in the feeling of being the center of attention; her vanity was greatly satisfied.

She encouraged him, "Brother Qiang, we're happy today, how about we pay for the entire floor?"

Lin Qiang was so flattered that he felt lightheaded, and he waved his hand grandly.

"No problem!"

"Waiter! Young Master Lin is paying for all the consumption tonight!"

Cheers and praises immediately erupted throughout the restaurant.

"Young Master Lin is generous!"

"Thank you, Young Master Lin!"

However.

Qin Lang and the other two at the adjacent table seemed not to have heard anything at all.

Qin Lang leisurely cut steak for Su Muyue, not even lifting his eyelids.

Su Muyue and Shangguan Xue continued chatting amongst themselves, treating the other two people completely like air.

This complete disregard made Bai Qianqian feel like a clown performing a solo act.

The smile on her face couldn't be maintained.

"What are they pretending for!"

Bai Qianqian gritted her teeth and cursed inwardly.

She was convinced that Qin Lang was only feigning composure, and that he must be driven mad with jealousy internally.

Seeing that Qin Lang and his companions had finished eating and were preparing to pay and leave, Bai Qianqian finally couldn't sit still.

She abruptly stood up and rushed a few steps to stand in front of Qin Lang, blocking his path.

"Qin Lang, what is this attitude?"

She pointed at Qin Lang's nose, her eyes instantly turning red, and tears began to flow immediately.

"Brother Qiang, you don't know how this man bullied me back in Tiandu!"

She turned and threw herself into Lin Qiang's arms, crying heartbreakingly.

"He pursued me for three years, and when I refused, he spread rumors and slandered me everywhere, even bringing people to corner me and try to lay his hands on me..."

"If I hadn't run fast, my innocence would have been..."

Her ability to twist black and white was truly masterful.

The surrounding diners' eyes instantly changed as they looked at Qin Lang, filling with contempt.

Lin Qiang looked at the crying beauty in his arms and immediately flew into a rage.

He pushed his chair back and stood up. A wave of Divine Might belonging to a Third Tier expert instantly erupted, pressing directly toward Qin Lang.

"Kid, so you're the one who bullied my woman?"

"If you don't want to die, kneel down now and kowtow to Qianqian to apologize!"

Qin Lang finally smiled, looking at the pair of drama kings.

It was a laugh born of anger.

Before he could speak, Su Muyue beside him couldn't hold back anymore.

"You're talking nonsense!"

The little girl's face was flushed with anger, and she pointed at Bai Qianqian, loudly refuting her.

"Clearly, Qin Lang brought you food for three years, and you kept him dangling as a spare tire!"

"And now you actually have the nerve to say he bullied you?"

"How can a person be so shameless!"

Bai Qianqian's expression changed, and then she cried even harder.

"Brother Qiang, look! They are still ganging up to bully me!"

"That's just him being humiliated and angry! He was the one who was foolish enough to insist on bringing me food; I never asked him to!"

Lin Qiang didn't want to hear explanations.

In his view, regardless of the truth, allowing his woman to suffer injustice was unacceptable.

"Shut up!"

He roared, and the energy fluctuations around him became even more violent.

"Since you refuse to kneel, I'll break your legs and make you kneel!"

Boom!

An invisible wave of Divine Might crushed down on Qin Lang like Mount Tai.

He was an Element Evolver, attempting to use spiritual Divine Might to force Qin Lang into submission directly.

However.

Qin Lang stood his ground, completely motionless.

He even had the leisure to pat Su Muyue's hand, signaling her to relax.

Next.

Qin Lang raised his head, and a cold, sharp glint flashed in his dark eyes.

"Kneel?"

"Are you worthy?"

The instant his voice fell.

A Divine Might ten times more terrifying than Lin Qiang's burst forth from within Qin Lang!

That was not merely the blood Qi Divine Might of a Martial Artist, but also contained vast elemental Divine Might!

The two forces perfectly Fused, transforming into an invisible giant hammer that fiercely smashed into Lin Qiang's spiritual world!

"Pfft—!"

Lin Qiang, who had just been so arrogant, felt an intense pain in his brain and his chest felt as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer.

A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out wildly!

He stumbled backward, knocking over the table behind him, shattering plates everywhere.

"You... you're Dual Cultivation?!"

Lin Qiang clutched his chest, his face full of horror.

But he was a Third Tier expert after all. Driven by humiliation and anger, he suddenly clapped his hands together.

"Thunderfire Storm!"

A sphere of lightning wrapped in flames formed in his palm, ready to be hurled at Qin Lang.

"Too slow."

Qin Lang shook his head.

Swish!

His figure instantly vanished from where he stood.

The next second.

He had already appeared in front of Lin Qiang.

There was no fancy combat technique, just a simple, straightforward punch.

Bang!

The punch landed squarely on Lin Qiang's stomach.

Lin Qiang couldn't even let out a scream. His body curled up like a cooked shrimp, and then he flew backward like a cannonball.

He smashed straight through the restaurant's floor-to-ceiling glass and flew onto the outdoor terrace.

Deathly silence.

The entire restaurant was silent.

Everyone watched the scene, dumbfounded.

A Third Tier expert, instantly killed in one move?

Finally, someone recognized Qin Lang.

"I remember now! That's Qin Lang!"

"The rookie king of Olympus Academy! The Genius with the Dual Mythic Gene!"

"I heard he's a ruthless person who previously counter-killed a Third Tier assassin!"

Exclamations rose one after another.

Bai Qianqian stood rooted to the spot, her face as pale as paper.

Listening to the discussions around her and looking at Lin Qiang, who was unconscious on the ground, her body trembled uncontrollably.

Qin Lang... had actually become this powerful?

The spare tire who used to obey her every command had now grown into an existence she had to look up to?

She couldn't accept it.

Just as she was in a daze, Qin Lang walked up to her.

"Slap!"

A crisp sound of a slap echoed throughout the venue.

Bai Qianqian staggered, and half of her face instantly swelled up.

She covered her face, looking at Qin Lang in disbelief.

"You... you hit me?"

"Slap!"

Qin Lang delivered another backhand slap.

This slap was heavier, splitting the corner of her mouth.

"This slap is for the idiot from the past."

Qin Lang looked down at her, his eyes cold and devoid of any warmth.

"Bai Qianqian, I don't usually hit women."

"But you don't deserve to be called a person."

"This is the last time."

"If I ever see you jumping around in front of me again, or dare to spread rumors..."

He leaned closer, his voice low like a devil's whisper.

"I will let you know what true cruelty is."

Having finished speaking.

He didn't spare the woman another glance, turned, and pulled up Su Muyue and Shangguan Xue, who were stunned speechless.

"Let's go. The air here stinks too much."

The silhouettes of the three disappeared at the entrance.

Only Bai Qianqian was left slumped on the ground, listening to the diners' mocking laughter, feeling the intense pain on her face, and filled with endless regret and fear.