Chapter 14
Chapter 14 - Accepting A Quest (2)
Translator: Mr Voltaire
Editor: Master Shadow
"Big brother Biao, thank god you're here. It's those 2 brats over there; you have to avenge us! Look at how arrogant they look! They beat us up so much that even our own parents wouldn't recognise us."
The arrival of Zhang Biao immediately revived the dejected afro-head, who looked like he was seeing his father come back to life.
Seeing that Zhang Biao was now walking over, Uncle Fu moved to step in front of Qin Feng, but was stopped by him.
Now that he had a quest to complete, Qin Feng wanted to resolve this by himself.
Zhang Biao led his followers and swaggered in front of Qin Feng. However, after seeing Qin Feng's features clearly, his expression changed and his facial muscles began to twitch.
Zhang Biao clearly knew who could and couldn't be offended in the Acropolis City. The two people in front of him were two people who he never, ever wanted to offend.
Both of these people were from the Acropolis City's Qin family. If someone were to offend them, it would be better for them to just end their life and pray that they would be reincarnated into a good family in the next life.
At this moment, Zhang Biao simply felt like killing the afro-head.
The afro-head's status in society was simply too low, so he didn't know what was going on. Neither did he notice Zhang Biao's darkening face.
Seeing that Zhang Biao was coming over, his body was filled with energy and he started to curse at Qin Feng and the others. "Big brother Biao, it's these two people who are tired of living. Especially that old geezer… what are you staring at? That's right, I'm talking about you. You're in your fifties but you still attacked so savagely. Not that big brother Biao's here, we'll see if you still dare to act so arrogantly."
The afro-head began to curse more and more, even mocking the other side for their lack of retaliation. He felt exhilarated, like he was floating, and any prior feelings of depression simply melted away.
How could Uncle Fu be afraid to act? It was just that without Qin Feng's orders, he didn't want to bother with these clowns. Even Director Fang, seeing someone acting so ignorantly and arrogantly, was dumbfounded and covered in cold sweat.
This junior was ignorant, much too ignorant…
Just as the afro-head was beginning to feel better, a heavy slap landed on his face. It was laced with savageness and he saw stars as he was sent spinning around three times.
Zhang Biao's face was green and he silently cursed his lackeys for being so blind and ignorant. They could offend anyone they wanted, but why did they have to offend the young master of the Qin family? They even had to drag him down with them as well. What a bunch of pigs.
"Big brother Biao, y-you've hit the wrong person. It was those two, over there."
The afro-head was shocked that he was the one who had been slapped. He held his burning, red face as he looked at Zhang Biao with a look of surprise. Just as he was about to open his mouth, another slap came his way, knocking out two of his front teeth and splattering the ground with blood.
"Goddamit, the one your elder wants to hit is you! You little piece of crap, open your eyes and look at who these two gentlemen are. They're from the Acropolis City's Qin family!"
Zhang Biao had used all of his strength in that slap. It was as if he wanted to kill the afro-head before he could say any more stupid things.
Acropolis City Qin family?
These four words struck the afro-head harder than the two slaps Zhang Biao had given him. The afro-head and the other thugs all felt like they had been hit by a truck and stared as if their eyes were going to fall out.
They wouldn't have dared to do the same thing if they knew that these two people were from the Qin family, even if they were ten times as brave.
It was risky to offend even a doorman or a groundsman from the Qin family.
Moreover, the young man in front of them was the heir of the patriarch of the Acropolis City's Qin family. The lackeys almost fainted from the shock.
"Young master Qin, senior… us lowly ones had eyes but didn't recognise Mount Tai. Dogs don't know any propriety, so please forgive us lowly ones just this once." After coming back to his senses, the afro-head fell to his knees and begged as he kowtowed.
"Young master Qin, senior, us lowly ones now know we're in the wrong. The great don't bicker with the ordinary, so please don't hold this against us!" Following his lead, the other lackeys all fell to the ground and begged for mercy.
The prostrated lackeys on the floor blocked the corridor. Seeing them kowtowing and pleading, Lin Bei Bei and Director Fang were flabbergasted.
"A bunch of trash… drag these reckless idiots out and teach them a lesson."
Seeing that Qin Feng hadn't said anything, Zhang Biao felt nervous and his back was covered with cold sweat. He gritted his teeth as he looked at the afro-head and the others. Then, he waved his hand to tell the people he had brought to take them out and give them a good beating.
The narrow and cluttered corridor felt much wider and spacious after they exited, just leaving Zhang Biao and Qin Feng's group.
"You're Zhang Biao?" Qin Feng calmly asked.
"That's right. Young master Qin, this lowly one hasn't disciplined his followers properly. Please show mercy," Zhang Fei sincerely said as he saluted with his cupped fists.
Qin Feng didn't say anything. He was currently thinking of how to subdue Zhang Biao and make him his own follower.
It seemed like he could subdue Zhang Biao just by relying on his status. However, Zhan Biao was a straightforward character and valued loyalty and brotherhood. If he forced him to submit, he probably wouldn't be wholeheartedly willing to follow him.
"I've heard that you're pretty good at fighting. If you let me punch you once, we'll consider this matter to be over," Qin Feng solemnly said.
Zhang Biao felt quite confused. Even though he had never met Qin Feng before and didn't know what sort of person he was like, the rumours said that none of the people who offended Qin Feng had been let off so easily before.
Could it be that this would really be over if he let Qin Feng punch him once?
Zhang Biao looked down on a good-for-nothing young master like Qin Feng. He wouldn't even be afraid of ten punches from him, let alone a single punch.
As Qin Feng spoke, the aura around him became frigid and icy. Before anyone could react, he lashed out, striking Zhang Biao's abdomen.
The might of this punch was fearsome and its speed was inconceivable. A loud collision-sound echoed throughout the corridor.
Uncle Fu's eyes flashed and marvelled as he looked at Zhang Biao staggering back five or six steps before he could steady himself. It seemed that he had underestimated the external fist technique that Qin Feng had trained in.
It was ferocious and overbearing, carrying with it an irresistible force that couldn't be blocked. It was definitely a top-class external fist technique.
"Zhang Biao I'll give you an opportunity to follow this young master!"
After Qin Feng landed his punch, he calmly spoke. He didn't use his background to force him to submit, but rather impressed him through his own strength.
If he could convince Zhang Biao to capitulate, he would be a decent subordinate.
Zhang Biao looked at Qin Feng in shock. He never would have thought that such a flimsy-looking body could hide such immense strength. He had heard of rumours of Qin Feng before, that he was a useless, hedonistic young master, and had looked down on him. However, at this moment, Qin Feng had completely earned his respect.
That punch was incredibly overbearing and was shockingly fast. Zhang Biao couldn't block it at all.
"Thank you for giving me face. In future, if you have anything you want Ah Biao to do, please let me know."
After coming back to his senses, Zhang Biao endured the pain in his abdomen as he spoke with excitement in his eyes. With a big mountain like Qin Feng to rely on, he was destined for meteoric success.