I Am Supreme

Chapter 107: Borrowing a Saber but Getting a Bomb Instead

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"What is it?" Dong Tianleng asked worriedly.

"Young Master Qiu, he… Young Master Qiu…" The guard was gasping for breath. "He’d catch people from the Mi Family… and is currently parading them through the street in the middle of the night… towards the tavern."

Dong Tianleng and the other two young masters sucked in a cold breath.

All three of them felt a spasm course through their faces.

This great Young Master Qiu Yunsan was indeed swift to take action. He had avenged himself in no time at all, directly seizing all the family members of the Keeper Mi.

However, this was turning out to be a huge calamity!

This Keeper Mi was no ordinary businessman but the Minister of the Imperial Household! He held a high position that could reach out to the emperor if he wanted to.

What are you doing capturing all his family members so openly, armed only with the status of a noble young master from the martial arts world?

Even if the Qiu family were great enough to surpass the common law, you are creating a ruckus in the capital! It was stepping over the line and totally unjustifiable.

Although he had an uncle who was the chief militant in the imperial court, Old Marshal Qiu, he still could not get away just by relying on him!

Yun Yang’s hand that was holding the goblet quivered as well.

Here I am, still thinking on the tactic to use as revenge; I’ve even thought of hundreds and thousands of them but I would never have thought that you’d use such a direct, unreasonable, simple, violent, and brainless tactic, big brother!

Yun Yang was rendered speechless.

My initial thought was only to borrow a saber to do the dirty work. It would have done the job just fine.

Simply put, I just wanted to borrow a saber but you threw me a bomb and a lighted one at that!

"Uh oh!" All four of them said it at the same time.

"Let’s go over quickly and see if we can still turn things around!"

Dong Tianleng sprung up like his rear end was on fire. "F*ck me, we’re really doomed to being dragged drown by this unlucky star. Oh my God, please don’t kill anyone! We’are all doomed if you really do…"

All four of them dashed out the door.

Yun Yang looked calm and collected but he felt a roiling turmoil inside.

Other than feeling completely f*cked, he had no other thoughts of the behavior of these great young masters.

The quartet had just arrived at the Tower To Heaven Inn but could not even call out to Qiu Yunsan as the third troop had made their way here too.

The one leading them was none other than Old Marshal Qiu!

Obviously, the old man was infuriated.

He could not be blamed for feeling that way though. As far at the eye could see, the foyer of the inn where Qiu Yunsan was at was filled with over a hundred people. These were all residents at the Mi Family residence, they were all family members of Keeper Mi; these included very distant relatives but all of them had been seized by Young Master Qiu as well!

Due to the hour at which they were captured, a lot of the captives were not even wearing clothes, shuddering with cold within a bedsheet wrapped around their bodies, their faces full of terror or lost in a daze.

"You have to pay the price of tricking your father!" Qiu Yunsan was murderous, the veins on his neck popping. "I don’t care if you’re some f*cking Minister of the Imperial Household or Minister of the Mini Household. How dare you scheme against your father! If that thing without a d*ck is not here to give your father an explanation before dawn, your father shall bury all these people alive!"

"Rascal!" Old Marshal Qiu was infuriated and growled in a deafening roar, "Release them at once!"

"No!" Qiu Yunsan was determined as he shouted back, "Old Marshal Qiu, you’re the marshal of the Empire of Yutang but this here today is about personal vengeance. There’s no place for you to poke your nose in!"

The child did not even address him as uncle now.

Old Marshal Qiu was seeing red, seething as his eyes darted around in search of a stick.

"Does uncle wish to teach me a lesson? You and I are both descendants of the Qiu Family. There’s nothing undeserving if you’re teaching this nephew a lesson with this identity of yours!" Qiu Yunsan stared right at the old marshal’s raging eyes. "But your identity now is the Empire of Yutang’s marshal, uncle. One side is for the nation while the other for family, they both contradict each other. Did uncle forget that Mi had not only tricked me, he had tricked you as well. Whatever it is, whatever you’re going to do, it is the Empire of Yutang’s business, but how I seek my vengeance is the business of the Qiu Family!"

"These two things must not be confused as one. If I let this go just like this, what honor does the Qiu Family have to roam the martial arts world in the future? Admitting loss and letting it go despite knowing fully well that we’re being tricked and schemed against? Then what if we are tricked again in the future? Do we do the same thing then?"

Old Marshal Qiu was stunned as he heard his nephew's words, the rage in his being simmering.

"This incident stemmed indeed from me being a popinjay. I was not sensible, I was childish, I made a fuss; my weaknesses allowed others to set this trap." Qiu Yunsan said with pride, "I admit to whatever I’ve just said and I will accept the penalty when I return to the family. However, these are not reasons for Mi to set me up!"

"Firstly, my surname is Qiu. No matter how useless I am, I’m a part of the Qiu Family; I represent the Qiu Family. Setting me up means setting the Qiu Family up and the Qiu Family can never allow this sort of humiliation to happen!"

Old Marshal Qiu heaved a long sigh, his anger was gone. His gaze towards Qiu Yunsan was even laced with some sense of comfort now.

This rascal, he has finally grown some brains. He now knows how to put me out of the equation. Looking at the unusually reasonable Qiu Yunsan, a thought sprouted in Old Marshal Qiu’s heart – he’s grown up.

Yun Yang, Chun Wanfeng, Xia Bingchuan, and Dong Tianleng who were listening too were shocked as they exchanged glances among themselves.

Since when had Qiu Yunsan become so reasonable?

This was certainly unlike him indeed.

"This has to be solved nonetheless." Old Marshal Qiu sighed, "But you must not cause any deaths! Otherwise…"

He left his sentence hanging, only casting a glance at his nephew that conveyed volumes.

Qiu Yunsan proclaimed, "It ultimately depends on what Mi does in order to not cause any deaths. If Mi does not give me an explanation, I must kill all his family members! This is non-negotiable!"

The old marshal sighed and waved his hand. "To the side, into formation! Retreat!"

He then strode along to the side.

Yun Yang instinctively wanted to hide but Qiu Jianhan was already taking wide strides directly towards him.

"The Yun family’s master!"

Qiu Jianhan’s gaze pierced Yun Yang like a hawk preying on a sparrow.

Yun Yang grinned and stepped forward with a bow. "Nice to meet you too, Old Sir Qiu…"

Qiu Jianhan’s inquiring gaze landed on Yun Yang’s face, a faint smile plastered on his own. "You have arrived rather quickly. I've come to realize that you seem to be involved in everything?"

Yun Yang was stupefied. "Wha – what?"

Qiu Jianhan snorted in anger. "I meant that you’re pretty fast to be the spectator, even faster than I am…"

Yun Yang smiled humorlessly. "I dare not… Who dares be a spectator to this matter… I just happened to stumble across such opportunity as fate would have it and I’m unable to get away from it. I was drinking with Young Master Dong and the others… In the end, they came running over to support their brother. How can I be so shameless as to go home alone?"

Qiu Jianhan looked stern. "They’re loyal to the brotherhood. What about you?"

Yun Yang patted his chest with pride. "Old Sir, be my witness, this nephew is only a popinjay but brotherhood is a word I keep forever in my heart. Where the brotherhood is, I shall risk my all; brothers and friends, that is the greatest brotherhood."

Qiu Jianhan frowned, helpless against this rascal who was quick with his words.

"Are you free tomorrow?" Old Marshal Qiu asked.

Yun Yang felt something was amiss right away but he had no excuses to dole out at the moment and could only say, "Perhaps… I’d be free but… I’m not sure…"

Qiu Jianhan felt his anger gushing in. "Stay right at home tomorrow, whether you’re free or not! I shall visit your house! So it shall be!"

Yun Yang pulled a long face and replied, "Old Marshal, please think twice. This nephew is poor, this nephew can’t even afford a maid. I will certainly be unable to give you a suitable welcome..."

"I am an unrefined man, what need do I have for a maid to serve me? This is fixed then!" Qiu Jianhan was adamant.

Yun Yang opened his mouth wide, he had never seen someone so unreasonable.

Qiu Jianhan scoffed with derision. He had been following Yun Yang closely and the latter, who should not have appeared here was actually present at such an unusual incident. He could not help but have second thoughts.

He inexplicably felt a sense of mystery surrounding Yun Yang.

However, this mysterious person had successfully put up a front, a popinjay's mask that was utterly contradictory to what he suspected was a shrewd character.

As the old marshal thought about it, he was suddenly surprised to realize that this fellow’s popinjay behavior seemed only to surface when he was with him!

"Your father seems to have been deceived!" Qiu Jianhan had even started addressing himself ‘your father’.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this guy was insanely heinous.

Suddenly, a commotion erupted from somewhere in front. Shards of silhouettes flashed by continuously as a group of imperial guards rushed over.

Yun Yang pursed his lips and said, "Old Marshal, Sir Mi is here, things are about to turn ugly."

Dong Tianleng and his gang became nervous again.

Qiu Yunsan had been extremely rash in his actions this time, seizing the other party’s family without so much of an explanation. Even if you gave the reason of being set up, you’ve entirely lost your edge when you captured their family.

And you, a second generation member of the Qiu Family who was not the direct descendant heir, are going against a nation’s Minister of the Imperial Household in Tiantang City, the capital of his land.

You don’t seem to be qualified enough, no matter which way you looked at it!