Long Haoyu's eyes flickered, and he speculated, "Young Master Ye, Ye Ming's death back then was very likely related to this kid."

Ye Ziqing's face darkened, and he sized up Qin Feng with a sinister gaze. "It's you!"

"Boy, who gave you the audacity to kill someone from my Ye family?"

Everyone gasped in shock.

"What? He killed the Ye family members?"

"My God, how dare he?"

"Tsk tsk, he killed the Ye family and is still alive and well. It seems this person is no ordinary individual!"

Qin Feng walked up to Ye Ziqing and slapped her across the face.

"Smack!"

The slap was very loud, and a bruised handprint appeared on Ye Ziqing's face.

"Who gave you the audacity to disrupt the ribbon-cutting ceremony of Fengqing Group?"

"Who gave you the audacity to swagger around here?"

His words were forceful and resounding, displaying extreme arrogance.

Everyone stared in disbelief at Qin Feng, dumbfounded.

They couldn't believe that Qin Feng dared to slap Ye Ziqing and say such arrogant things.

That's the eldest son of the Ye family in the capital!

Is this kid perhaps the God of Longevity who hanged himself because he thought he had too much life left?

Ye Qingcheng and Liu Ruyan frowned, their faces full of worry.

Nanbo, who is accompanying Ye Ziqing, is a Xuanjing expert. Is Qin Feng's approach too reckless?

Ye Ziqing's face was terrifyingly gloomy.

"You fucking..."

"Smack!"

As soon as Ye Ziqing opened her mouth, Qin Feng immediately slapped her across the face.

Did I give you permission to speak?

Qin Feng glanced at Ye Ziqing, then looked at Nan Bo, who was about to make a move, with a half-smile.

"Xuanjing?"

"I advise you to think carefully before you take action, otherwise your old bones might fall apart!"

Nanbo's gaze sharpened as he sized Qin Feng up and down.

At this moment, Ye Ziqing roared in fury, "Uncle Nan, kill him!"

Nanbo frowned slightly. He thought Ye Ziqing was brain-dead. Qin Feng knew he was a Xuan Realm cultivator, yet he still dared to provoke him. How could it be simple?

While Nanbo hesitated, Liu Ruyan suddenly stepped in front of Qin Feng and blocked his way.

"Ye Ziqing, if you dare to let anyone harm a single hair on Qin Feng's head, I, Liu Ruyan, swear I will make you pay tenfold!"

Ye Ziqing sneered, "Liu Ruyan, you still don't know your own limitations?"

"You fucking only have three more days to live, you know that?"

"If I weren't keeping you alive for Liu Fei, I would have fucking killed you right now!"

"Get out of my way, or I'll kill you!"

Liu Ruyan sneered, "Liu Fei actually still wants to kill me, very well!"

"Does he really think my grandfather is so foolish as to abandon me, his only heir?"

"Since things have come to this, I'm not afraid to tell you why I... ah..."

Before Liu Ruyan could finish speaking, Qin Feng slapped her on the buttocks.

"you..."

"What do you mean, 'what do you mean'?" Qin Feng said calmly, "What does my business have to do with you?"

"Get out of my way! I, Qin Feng, am not so weak that I need a woman to protect me!"

Liu Ruyan was so angry she wanted to explode on the spot. She was trying to protect him, but he not only didn't appreciate it, but also slapped her backside in public again.

"Qin Feng..."

"Smack!"

Liu Ruyan angrily spoke up, and Qin Feng slapped her on the butt again.

Before she could react, Qin Feng grabbed her and pulled her aside.

"Woman, watch quietly!"

"So what if it's just a mere Profound Realm cultivator? What can it do to me?"

Liu Ruyan's lips twitched violently. Could she be any more arrogant?

A mere Xuanjing realm? It sounds like you're talking about a three-year-old.

Everyone's lips twitched violently; they all thought Qin Feng was courting death.

To provoke a martial artist at the Profound Realm is, in their eyes, like an old man hanging himself because he's tired of living.

Ye Qingcheng's beautiful eyes sparkled with admiration. Others didn't believe Qin Feng, but she did.

Without absolute certainty, Qin Feng would never have been so arrogant.

Nanbo's expression was slightly heavy. He couldn't see any martial arts aura in Qin Feng, but his intuition told him that Qin Feng was definitely not an ordinary person.

Ye Ziqing was stunned for two seconds, then said with a contemptuous sneer, "What are you trying to prove, sticking a green onion in your pig's nose?"

"Merely a Profound Realm cultivator?"

"You fucking..."

"Smack!"

Qin Feng slapped Ye Ziqing across the face, then kicked him five or six meters away.

"What the hell are you yelling about?"

Ye Ziqing was furious. "Uncle Nan, what the hell are you standing there for?"

"Kill him right now!"

Upon hearing this, Nanbo no longer hesitated and immediately dodged and threw a punch at Qin Feng.

"court death!"

Qin Feng snorted coldly and threw a punch.

With a muffled thud, Nanbo was seen flying backward and crashing into an SUV about twenty meters away.

With a loud bang, the SUV was forced to move three or four meters away, then rolled several times before finally coming to a stop.

Nanbo, on the other hand, coughed up blood and collapsed from his severe injuries.

At that moment, everyone in the audience was stunned and could not believe their eyes.

"Is this... a Xuan Realm martial artist a fraud? How could he be so easily defeated?"

"He's someone Young Master Ye brought with him, how could he be a smuggled goods?"

"There's only one possibility: Qin Feng is also a martial artist, and his strength far surpasses this person's!"

"Hiss, I know a little about martial artists. Such a young Xuan Realm cultivator is extremely rare."

Liu Ruyan and Ye Ziqing's eyes seemed to pop out of their sockets.

"How is that possible?"

Only Ye Qingcheng remained calm, as if it were already within her expectations.

Qin Feng walked slowly and calmly toward Ye Ziqing.

"You...you stay away! I'm the eldest son of the Ye family!"

"You...if you..."

Qin Feng strode forward and stepped on Ye Ziqing's head, who was still standing up.

What do you want?

"Am I afraid to hurt you? Or afraid to kill you?"

"Even if a hundred of you came, I would still kill you without hesitation!"

Ye Ziqing's face was filled with terror. "You...you can't kill me, or my dad will never let you get away with it!"

"The terror of the Ye family is beyond your imagination!"

"You...you'd better..."

Before Ye Ziqing could finish speaking, Qin Feng kicked her, sending her flying more than ten meters into the air.

Immediately afterwards, with a loud "bang," Ye Ziqing's body exploded into a cloud of blood mist, which then dissipated in the wind.

Seeing this, everyone was filled with fear, their bodies trembled, and they were sweating profusely.

"Is this...is this a hallucination?"

"His body exploded into a bloody mist, this is just too surreal!"

"Is...is this even possible for a human to do?"

Liu Ruyan and Ye Qingcheng stared at Qin Feng in disbelief. At that moment, they both felt a sense of fear towards him.

Before this, they all thought they knew this man very well.

But now it seems that all they knew about this man was just a small part of what he was like.