Chapter 133: Someone You Cannot Afford to Offend!

Back at the eighth-floor banquet hall, the scene was one of utter shock.

More than twenty security guards had been completely neutralized by Ling Qiu. And no, not by his hands—but by his feet. From start to finish, other than using his hand to brush his nose at the very beginning, Ling Qiu had simply raised his legs to meet the opposition. Every guard who charged at him was dispatched with a single kick, handled with effortless ease.

In less than a minute, every single security guard was curled up on the floor, clutching their stomachs and grimacing in agony. Ling Qiu had infused his movements with a subtle burst of inner energy; a single blow from him was equivalent to ten from an ordinary person. These men were simply unable to withstand it.

"Is he... is he a monster?" someone from the crowd finally shrieked after a long, stunned silence.

"I... I remember now! He’s the one who defeated that man, that Pu Daosi, in a single move!"

"He... he is that Ling Qiu?!"

As someone finally identified him, the crowd realized the truth. It was no surprise that someone capable of instantly crushing a legendary figure like Pu Daosi—who was rumored to be able to take on dozens of men at once—possessed such terrifying strength.

Wang Qian, who had been looking down on Ling Qiu all along, felt her jaw practically drop to the floor. She had never imagined in her wildest dreams that this seemingly destitute young man could be so formidable. She felt a wave of terror: *It’s over, it’s all over! This guy is a maniac! I mocked him so much—if he holds a grudge, won't this monster kill me?*

Cheng Qiang stood frozen in place, utterly bewildered and not knowing what to do. Even as a member of the Cheng family, he knew that if Ling Qiu decided to strike, he would be the first one to suffer.

Just then, the sealed doors of the banquet hall were kicked open from the outside. *Bang!* The thunderous sound drew everyone’s attention. Cheng Yushui appeared, flanked by a few men.

Cheng Qiang looked over, and a spark of hope ignited in his heart. "Third... Third Brother?!" A look of ecstatic joy washed over his face.

There was still a chance! Although they were both from the Cheng family, Cheng Qiang’s influence compared to Cheng Yushui’s was nothing. He might not be able to suppress Ling Qiu, but if the Third Young Master of the Cheng family stepped in, it was a certainty. Cheng Yushui was a truly ruthless character with real methods. While Cheng Qiang might only dare to leave someone half-crippled, Cheng Yushui, when angered, possessed the power to make someone simply vanish from the face of the earth.

When the crowd heard Cheng Qiang call out, a stir went through the room. *Is this... the legendary Third Young Master of the Cheng family, Cheng Yushui?* This was a genuine, top-tier young master. Compared to him, Cheng Qiang was at best an imitation.

"Ling Qiu! You’re finished!" Realizing that Cheng Yushui had arrived, those who had been intimidated by Ling Qiu’s power suddenly felt a surge of confidence. Liang Feifan pointed at Ling Qiu and hissed, "You’re really something, aren't you? You've even provoked the Third Young Master! If you have the guts, keep going! Do it right in front of him!"

Seeing Cheng Yushui, Ling Qiu merely smiled faintly. He had guessed correctly; Cheng Qiang and Cheng Yushui were indeed from the same family.

Cheng Yushui spotted Ling Qiu immediately. The moment he saw him, he froze. He glanced at the chaotic scene and, in a split second, grasped the entire situation.

"Third Brother!" Cheng Qiang hurried over, his face full of sycophantic fawning.

Cheng Yushui walked forward, ignoring everyone else, his eyes fixed cautiously on Ling Qiu, trying to gauge his mood. The onlookers, seeing Cheng Yushui staring intently at Ling Qiu, assumed he was furious. Those who had been too terrified to speak moments ago now jumped at the chance.

Liu Xing quickly chimed in, "Third Young Master! You’ve come just in time... This guy not only beat up Young Master Lu Mao, but he was just about to attack Young Master Cheng Qiang!"

Wang Qian hastily added fuel to the fire, "Third Young Master, this guy is named Ling Qiu! He just declared that he would tear this place down and that no one could stop him! He said that even if you arrived in person, he wouldn't care!"

The crowd paused, thinking that was a massive lie, but it was a well-timed one. Everyone present was connected to Lu Mao, and they all relished the idea of seeing Ling Qiu torn to shreds.

Cheng Qiang regained his swagger and pointed at Ling Qiu, "If you kneel now, my Third Brother might consider sparing your life!"

Before he could finish, Cheng Yushui coldly barked, "Get over here."

Cheng Qiang blinked in confusion but obeyed. Cheng Yushui grabbed him by the back of his collar and then did something that left everyone in absolute shock: he bowed slightly to Ling Qiu.

"Mr. Ling, if Cheng Qiang has acted with any disrespect, I apologize to you on his behalf!"

*What? What on earth was that?* An apology? *Mr. Ling?* Everyone was stunned, thinking they were hallucinating. Even Cheng Qiang was momentarily dazed. What was going on? The famous Third Young Master of the Cheng family was apologizing to a poor kid like Ling Qiu?

Granted, Ling Qiu was a good fighter, but surely, the Third Young Master of the Cheng family was a man of status—he dealt with experts all the time. With one phone call, he could summon someone far stronger than Ling Qiu. Why did he need to be so polite?

As the crowd stood dumbfounded, Ling Qiu glanced coolly at Cheng Yushui. "If it weren't for the sake of Cheng Youyou, what you see here would be far from the end of it."

Cheng Yushui’s heart tightened. Although he couldn't read Ling Qiu’s expression, he knew that meant he was genuinely angry.

"Understood!" Cheng Yushui didn't hesitate. He pinned Cheng Qiang to the floor. "Break one of your own arms! And give Mr. Ling a respectful apology!"

"What?" Cheng Qiang stammered, "Third... Third Brother? Are you... are you mistaken? He..."

*Bang!* Before Cheng Qiang could finish, Cheng Yushui stomped hard on his arm.

"Ahhh!" Cheng Qiang screamed, clutching his arm in agony.

The color drained from everyone’s faces. What... what was going on?

Cheng Yushui scanned the room and declared coldly, "Everyone, kneel! Bow your heads and apologize to Mr. Ling! Keep kowtowing until Mr. Ling is satisfied! Remember, anyone who disrespects Mr. Ling disrespects me, Cheng Yushui! Kneel or don't, decide quickly! Otherwise... suffer the consequences!"