Chapter 241: Reasonable or Unreasonable?

Chapter 241: Chapter 241: Reasonable or Unreasonable?

Old Liu didn’t dare hesitate for a moment. He immediately ordered, "Hand... hand that bastard Liu Daoban over to Mr. Qin to be dealt with! No one is to plead on his behalf!"

Ah!

Liu Daoban’s face was twisted in terror. He shrieked, "Patriarch, you can’t do this! I’m a member of the Liu Clan!"

A flicker of determination crossed Old Liu’s eyes. He steeled himself. "Men! According to clan rules, gag him and tie him up!"

Liu Daoban was instantly restrained and bound.

Old Liu took a deep breath and forced a smile. "Mr. Qin, I’m not sure what exactly Liu Daoban has done. If possible, I hope you might show some leniency!"

Qin Tianxuan glanced up at him. "You can ask him yourself."

The Liu patriarch spun around and slapped Liu Daoban across the face. "Speak! What did you do?"

"I... I just scalded his sister," Liu Daoban muttered. "But that... that was because I was drunk! I even paid her two thousand for medical expenses. Isn’t that perfectly reasonable?"

A BUZZ went through Old Liu’s head.

Behind them, Qin Tianxuan rose to his feet.

Perfectly reasonable!

This Liu Daoban dared to call that reasonable?!

Qin Tianxuan lightly patted his own shoulder. "This gunshot wound on my body... I took it for Ah Xue. The knife wound on her body... she took it for me."

As he recalled the past, his eyes filled with tender sorrow. "I was unconscious for a full half-month before waking. Ah Xue... they fought to save her life in the hospital for three whole days. From that day forward, I swore I would never again let her suffer like that!"

Sweat broke out on the foreheads of everyone from the Liu Clan.

Qin Tianxuan’s words made his stance perfectly clear.

That poor girl, Xia Xueqing, was his one line that could not be crossed.

Whoever hurt Ah Xue, this Mr. Qin would make them pay a hundred times over.

And Liu Daoban? Not only did he scald her, but he thought he could just toss two thousand yuan at her and pretend it never happened?

No one would be able to tolerate that.

BANG! Qin Tianxuan smashed the armrest of his chair. "You, Liu Daoban, said you paid two thousand? Fine! I’ll scald you a hundred times and pay you two hundred thousand! How does that sound? Reasonable?"

Liu Daoban cried out, struggling desperately.

He was truly terrified now.

Old Liu’s face went white as a sheet.

Qin Tianxuan shot him a cold glare. "You’re the Liu Clan’s patriarch. You tell me. Is it reasonable?"

"Rea... rea... reasonable..." Old Liu stammered, trembling all over.

"Since it’s so reasonable, you can all get lost," Qin Tianxuan said, his face a mask of disgust.

Old Liu stood frozen on the spot as the other members of the Liu Clan scrambled to turn and leave.

Wutian appeared with his Personal Guard and bellowed, "What are you standing there for? He told you to get lost!"

Old Liu staggered, nearly falling to the ground.

The group retreated in a pathetic state.

Wutian watched them go. "Sir, the Liu Clan has committed many evil deeds in Jin City. They’re nothing but local tyrants. Letting them go like this is getting off too easy."

Qin Tianxuan snorted. "They’ve only submitted because they were forced. Once they get back, they’ll definitely go to the Xingtian Martial Arts Arena and find that Chief Instructor of theirs, Liu Huaxia. Isn’t he one of Luo Qilin’s trusted men?"

Wutian was confused. "Then that’s all the more reason not to let them go."

"No. Let them go to Luo Qilin. He’ll be forced to stand up for his subordinate, and I’ll meet him right here in Jin City."

At this, Qin Tianxuan laughed. "What’s the matter, Wutian? You’re actually wary of a piece of trash like Luo Qilin?"

Wutian scratched his head and chuckled. "Well, he’s made quite a name for himself lately."

As the two chatted, the Personal Guard had already dragged Liu Daoban out to the parking lot in the back.

Agonized screams echoed from the lot.

Qin Tianxuan rose. "Scald him one hundred times. Give him two hundred thousand. Let him learn the meaning of ’reasonable.’"

Wutian bowed. "Yes, Sir."

"Also, I want a complete leadership change in Jin City, from top to bottom. And find me a guide and driver who knows the area well. I have a lot to take care of these next few days."

It wasn’t long after Qin Tianxuan left that Wutian arranged for a new Governor to take office.

The Imperial Capital Celestial Hall and the Dragon Platform Phoenix Hall both issued the directive. No one in Jin City dared to drag their feet. The new Governor, Ling Du Zhi, was an elite from the Northern Domain Battle Department and one of Wutian’s most loyal subordinates, cultivated by him over the years.

Most importantly, Ling Du Zhi was a Jin City native and knew the area intimately.

After rushing back to Jin City to assume his post, Ling Du Zhi heard from Wutian that Mr. Qin needed a guide. He immediately summoned his daughter.

"Ao Xue, I need you to go to this address to meet a Mr. Qin. Remember to take the car."

"Huh? Dad, what for? And who in the world is this Mr. Qin?"

"Well..." Ling Du Zhi didn’t dare reveal Qin Tianxuan’s true identity. "He’s... an old comrade of your father’s. You know Jin City well, so you’re going to be his guide."

Ling Ao Xue, who had been pampered her whole life, couldn’t understand this assignment at all.

But her father had given the order, so she had no choice. She drove off in her brand-new convertible.

Meanwhile, Qin Tianxuan was at the hospital, staying by Ah Xue’s side.

"Ah Xue, about your engagement to the Ding Family... I’ll take care of it for you right away."

He held her small hand, whispering for her to get some rest.

As he left the hospital, he saw a convertible parked across the street.

Ling Ao Xue, wearing sunglasses, leaned out impatiently. "So you’re my dad’s old comrade? You look younger than I expected."

Qin Tianxuan opened the passenger door and got in. "You know Jin City well? I’ll tell you where to go, and you’ll drive. No unnecessary chatter."

Huh?

’What’s with this attitude?’

Ling Ao Xue was used to being treated like a princess, and now that her father was the Governor of Jin City, she was more of one than ever.

’This man was actually giving her cold orders, treating her like a chauffeur?’

Ling Ao Xue’s temper flared. "Get out. I’m not chauffeuring you around."