4: Chapter 4: The great filial piety

"Madman!"

"You madman!"

"How could I, Qin Hai, have sired such a monstrous spawn?!"

"Turning against your own kin, fratricide!!!"

Qin Hai was trembling violently, consumed by uncontrollable rage.

He looked at the son before him as if he were staring at a malevolent ghost.

As long as this demon was not eliminated, the Qin Family would never know peace!

"The truth often hurts the most," Qin Ge added with a smile, twisting the knife. "Are you hysterical now that your true face has been exposed?"

"Old Ye!"

Qin Hai did not respond, only shouting angrily.

The next second, an old man wearing a Tang suit appeared inside the villa.

It was as if he had appeared out of thin air.

In reality, his speed was simply too fast for anyone to react.

This was the Qin Family's Old Butler.

He had watched Qin Hai grow up since childhood.

Furthermore, he was the mentor who had guided Qin Huanhuan in her martial arts training.

He was a true expert, and his seniority in the ancient martial arts circle was highly regarded.

Qin Hai pointed at Qin Ge, gritted his teeth, and said in grief and indignation, "Old Ye, cripple him for me!"

Qin Huanhuan was clutching her broken leg on the side, and until now, she hadn't uttered a single sound.

Seeing Old Ye appear, she gritted her teeth and warned him, "Old Ye, be careful of this guy; his strength is terrifying! Even I was injured by him!"

Old Ye shook his head with a light chuckle. "It is understandable for young people to be hot-blooded."

"But to harm one's own kin, this is going too far!"

He narrowed his cloudy eyes, stared at Qin Ge, and said in an unkind tone, "You broke Young Master Qin Zou's arm and crippled Young Miss Huanhuan's leg. Today, I shall break one of your hands and one of your feet as punishment!"

Having said that, he assumed the opening stance of Baji Quan.

Seeing this, Qin Huanhuan's beautiful eyes lit up.

"Civil arts have Taiji to bring peace to the world, martial arts have Baji to shake the heavens and earth."

Old Ye was using Baji Quan.

It was a pure ancient martial art of extreme Yang and extreme hardness.

Old Ye was getting serious.

As a titan of Baji Quan, Old Ye truly intended to cripple Qin Ge this time!

Qin Huanhuan seemed to have already envisioned the miserable scene of Qin Ge being crippled and begging on his knees the next second.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Old Ye's arms swung like oars, wide open and closing, whipping up a whistling wind.

The broken dishes scattered on the floor began to tremble at this moment, clattering against the ground.

The fierce wind stirred up by his arms was enough to affect the surrounding environment.

The strength of Old Ye.

One could see the whole leopard from a single spot.

Boom—

As Old Ye's fist reached in front of Qin Ge, his shoulder blade suddenly shrugged upward, his feet slid, and he instantly closed in on Qin Ge.

It was none other than the famous finishing move of Baji Quan—the Tie Shan Kao.

Seeing this, Qin Ge's eyes twitched violently.

As Old Ye approached, he casually slapped out.

Old Ye, still maintaining the Tie Shan Kao posture, suffered a heavy blow to his cheek.

His head spun like a rotating ball, spinning eighteen times on his neck.

His neck was twisted like a Tianjin twist.

"Damn it, you scared me."

Qin Ge felt a lingering fear and scolded him with dissatisfaction, "If you're going to box, just box; why shrug your shoulders? I thought some ancient dance god had been resurrected in this world!"

He shook his head indifferently and pushed Old Ye over.

The latter hit the ground, already dead as a doornail.

Qin Ge had no choice; Old Ye wanted to kill him.

He couldn't exactly not kill Old Ye, could he?

As a Great Villain, could he suffer such grievances?

Qin Ge was also very helpless.

"An idiot mom opening the door for an idiot—idiocy has come home!"

Old Ye was already at such an advanced age; instead of lying at home for retirement, why come here to act in some hot-blooded geriatric show?

He could tear tanks apart with his bare hands.

Was Old Ye's withered frame tougher than a tank?

That was just nonsense!

Gulp!

In the dining room, Qin Huanhuan and the other three looked at the tragically dead Old Ye before them and all swallowed hard.

The wailing Qin Zou clutched his broken arm, no longer daring to be hysterical.

Looking at Qin Ge, it was as if he were seeing a god of calamity incarnate.

Qin Huanhuan's face was filled with expressions of unbelievable terror.

She knew the strength of Old Ye well.

Even she was no match for Old Ye within a hundred moves.

Yet, the titan of Baji Quan, Old Ye, hadn't even lasted a single exchange in front of Qin Ge.

Was he just brutally killed?

Just how strong was this guy Qin Ge?

What on earth had happened to this guy?

"It's just breakfast; what kind of mess is this?"

Qin Ge looked at the devastated dining room and shook his head with a sigh.

Immediately, he raised his finger and pointed toward Qin Hai, saying with dissatisfaction, "It's all your fault for bringing random wild women and wild spawn into the house for no reason, making the entire Qin Family smell like smoke and dust."

"If you can't handle being the head of the Qin Family, then step down and let me do it!"

He walked slowly toward Qin Hai.

Qin Hai felt like his throat was about to smoke from swallowing so much saliva.

His whole body was still trembling like a sieve.

But this time it wasn't from anger, but from shivering in fear.

Even in his nightmares, he wouldn't have dared to imagine that one day, Old Ye would die so simply before his eyes.

You must know, the fact that he had survived in the turbulent business world until now was all thanks to Old Ye's protection!

"Scared?"

Qin Ge walked up to Qin Hai, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Don't be scared."

"No matter how biased or stupid you are, you are still my father. For the sake of my reputation, let alone killing you, I wouldn't even hurt you."

It was precisely because of his identity as a Great Villain that he could not harm Qin Hai.

Who said that all Great Villains were heinous, ruthless people?

A true Great Villain should be a refined egoist.

They cherish their feathers more than normal people.

Qin Ge would never do anything that would ruin his own reputation.

As for the dead and crippled in this dining room?

Before long, once Qin Hai knew the truth, he would even be grateful to him from the bottom of his heart.

"I'm leaving now. If you miss me, remember to give me a call, and I will come back to visit you."

Qin Ge left.

Before stepping out of the door, he didn't forget to give a mocking display of filial piety by telling the old man to call him.

The entire dining room was deathly silent.

It wasn't until Qin Zou fainted from excessive blood loss that the graceful woman began to shout eagerly, "Call an ambulance, hurry and call an ambulance!"

Qin Hai's legs went soft, and he staggered, barely managing to steady himself by holding onto the wall.

He trembled in fear, "What kind of demonic spawn have I sired!?"

The entire Qin Family was in chaotic disarray.

Inside the Qin Family villa, everyone was as anxious as ants on a hot pan.

Only Qin Huanhuan, as if she couldn't feel any pain at all, kept the arrogant and domineering figure of Qin Ge echoing in her mind.

She clenched her small fists and whispered through gritted teeth, "Qin Ge, you hurt my brother!"

"You scared my mother!"

"You even intimidated my father!"

"And you broke my leg!"

"This grudge, I, Qin Huanhuan, will never forget, even in death!"

"I want you, Qin Ge, to pay it back a thousand times, ten thousand times over!"

"I want you, Qin Ge, to die."

"I want to make you wish you were dead!"

"Qin Ge, you just wait!"

"I, Qin Huanhuan, will not let you off!!!"