Chapter 538: Then Do You Know Who I Am?

Chapter 538: Chapter 538: Then Do You Know Who I Am?

Zheng Longxiang was about to remove the last of He Zhixuan’s clothing when a sudden, loud noise from behind made him jump in alarm!

Zheng Longxiang turned his head and saw an unfamiliar young man.

Zheng Longxiang pointed at Cheng Yuan’s nose and cursed, "Kid, I don’t care who you are! Get the hell out now! Or you’ll be dead by this time next year!"

Cheng Yuan, of course, was not intimidated by Zheng Longxiang. He strode forward and stared coldly at him. "Let her go, or die!!"

Enraged, Zheng Longxiang swung his arm in a wide arc, aiming a heavy slap at Cheng Yuan’s cheek!

"Kid, who do you think you’re messing with? Do you have any idea who you’re talking to?"

Unfortunately for him, Zheng Longxiang’s talent in the Martial Dao was mediocre at best, which was why he was never officially entered into the Duan Clan’s registry.

In Cheng Yuan’s eyes, Zheng Longxiang was laughably slow!

SMACK!

Cheng Yuan countered with a backhand of his own!

He sent Zheng Longxiang sprawling to the ground!

Half of Zheng Longxiang’s face was already swelling, and a trickle of dark red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He stared at Cheng Yuan in utter disbelief, unable to fathom that this man had actually dared to strike him!

Cheng Yuan looked down on him. "And do you know who *you’re* talking to?"

With that said, Cheng Yuan took off his own jacket and covered He Zhixuan’s exposed body.

Pei Yuanbin and Liu Ruyan, worried something had happened to Zheng Longxiang, rushed to the door of the inner room—just in time to see Cheng Yuan slap him to the ground!

They were both shocked and delighted!

’This guy named Cheng actually dared to hit President Zheng?’

’He’s a dead man!’

’Does he really think he can act with impunity just because he cured Brother Long’s private affliction?’

’President Zheng is Prince Duan’s illegitimate son! He’s Brother Long’s master!’

Liu Ruyan pointed at Cheng Yuan’s nose and shouted, "Cheng Yuan! How dare you hit President Zheng? Do you have any idea who he is? Not even Brother Long could save you now!!"

Cheng Yuan raised an eyebrow.

’Not even Zhou Shilong could save me?’

’That could only mean one thing!’

’This kid is Second Brother’s illegitimate son!’

’Looking at his face, the kid really did bear a strong resemblance to Second Brother—about sixty percent.’

Cheng Yuan had originally intended to kill Zheng Longxiang quietly, but now he’d changed his mind. He had to give Second Brother some face.

’Still, this kid needs to be taught a lesson!’

’A harsh one.’

’The kind he’ll remember for the rest of his life!’

’Otherwise, this little bastard will drag Second Brother down with him one day!’

Pei Yuanbin hurried forward to help Zheng Longxiang up. "President Zheng, are you okay?"

Zheng Longxiang’s head was ringing from the blow. He was only just now starting to come to his senses.

Zheng Longxiang pointed at Cheng Yuan’s nose and bellowed, "Insubordination! This kid is out of control! How dare he hit me in Qian Province! Someone! Cripple this kid for me!!"

Pei Yuanbin wanted to rush forward and take Cheng Yuan down, but he knew his own limits; charging in would just be serving himself up for a beating.

A middle-aged man suddenly flashed out from the shadows. He was the guard Duan Yanming had assigned to Zheng Longxiang, a master at the Martial King Peak.

The man appeared to move slowly, but was in fact incredibly fast. In an instant, he was standing before Cheng Yuan, looking down on him. "Boy, do you know who you’ve just injured? Cripple your own limbs. Now. Or die!"

Cheng Yuan had detected the middle-aged man’s presence long before and hadn’t given him a second thought. He snorted coldly. "Big words. If you can take a single move from me, I’ll consider it your victory."

Cheng Yuan struck out with a deceptively casual palm!

"You insolent whelp, how dare you underestimate me?"

The middle-aged man was furious. He met the attack with a palm strike of his own, unleashing his full power!

A vicious glint flashed in the man’s eyes; he could already picture Cheng Yuan spitting up blood and collapsing, unable to get back up!

However, Cheng Yuan’s deceptively casual palm strike instantly sent the man flying!

THUMP!

The man flew like a kite with a severed string, crashing heavily into the inner room’s wall!

BLECH!

He sprayed a mouthful of blood and collapsed against the wall, unable to get up.

The other three were stunned by this scene. ’This kid... he’s that strong?’

Fortunately for them, Wei Tian burst into the Celestial Hall at that moment, leading a squad of menacing security guards.

Pei Yuanbin, as if seeing his savior, bellowed, "President Wei, this punk beat up President Zheng and injured his bodyguard! Hurry up and take him down! Let President Zheng decide his fate!"

Wei Tian instinctively glanced over. When he saw the blood at the corner of Zheng Longxiang’s mouth and half his face swollen up like a balloon, the color drained from Wei Tian’s own face!

Wei Tian shouted, "Get him! Take that kid down! President Zheng will decide his punishment!"

"Yes, sir!"

The security guards let out a battle cry and charged!

Unfortunately, these guards were just ordinary men, none of them even a Grandmaster. Cheng Yuan couldn’t even be bothered to use his True Essence.

WHAM! BAM! THUD! CRACK!

Relying on his physical strength alone, Cheng Yuan easily dealt with all of the guards!

Seeing how useless the security guards were, an enraged Zheng Longxiang roared, "Useless! You’re all useless! Call for backup! Get some real experts over here! Kill this kid! Urk—"

He didn’t get to finish. In a flash, Cheng Yuan was at his side, one hand clamped around his neck!

"I honestly don’t know how a piece of trash like you has managed to live this long!"

With that, Cheng Yuan squeezed slightly, lifting Zheng Longxiang clean off the ground!

"Ack... ack..."

Zheng Longxiang’s face turned a deep, purplish-red. He couldn’t breathe, and his eyes bulged from their sockets!

Seeing this, Wei Tian, Pei Yuanbin, and Liu Ruyan went pale with terror!

"Kid! Put President Zheng down this instant! He’s Prince Duan’s own son! If you dare harm a single hair on his head, Prince Duan will make you beg for a death that will never come!"

"Cheng Yuan! Don’t be rash! Don’t do anything stupid! President Zheng isn’t Jin Pengfei! All Jin Pengfei did was get you thrown in jail—Prince Duan will annihilate your entire clan!"

Cheng Yuan feigned shock, as if he’d only just learned Zheng Longxiang’s identity. He loosened his grip. THUMP. Zheng Longxiang collapsed to the floor, completely disoriented.

Still, Zheng Longxiang felt a smug satisfaction inside.

’My convenient old man’s name really is useful,’ he thought. ’The kid is scared now!’

Zheng Longxiang scrambled to his feet and pointed at Cheng Yuan’s nose. "Kid, you’re scared now that you know who I am, huh? Get on your knees! Crawl over here to me like a dog!!"

"I hate it when people point their fingers in my face."

As he spoke, Cheng Yuan’s hand shot out and grabbed Zheng Longxiang’s finger. CRACK! He snapped it clean in two!

"AGGHHH!!"

Tears and snot streamed down Zheng Longxiang’s face from the agonizing pain. He clutched his broken finger, staring at Cheng Yuan in disbelief.

"My father is Prince Duan! How dare you break my finger?"

"I’d do more than just break your finger; I’d break all four of your limbs! And if you don’t watch that filthy mouth of yours, I’ll cut out your tongue, too!"

SHIING! Cheng Yuan drew his Broken Blade, its cold, sharp edge aimed right at Zheng Longxiang!

Naturally, Zheng Longxiang was not intimidated. He pointed at Cheng Yuan with his good left hand and taunted, "You got the balls? Go on, try and cripple me! I dare you!"

Cheng Yuan’s blade fell without a moment’s hesitation.

SLICE!

The tendons in Zheng Longxiang’s left wrist were severed!

Zheng Longxiang felt his wrist go slack, and his hand dropped limply.

Then came a wave of indescribable agony!

Tears of pain streamed down Zheng Longxiang’s face!