The corners of Sui Qing's mouth twitched slightly. He knew that neither of the people on either side was someone he could afford to offend.
But what can he do? When gods fight, mortals suffer.
With such a dandy quarrel, he is probably the most unlucky person.
However, Sui Qing has been in the industry for a certain period of time, and he knows how to deal with the world. He can't afford to offend him no matter what, so he naturally wants to stand on his boss's side.
Who asked, he got this salary.
The people around were in an uproar. Shen Rulong was the proud son of the third generation of the Shen family, and that mysterious young man was obviously trying to humiliate Shen Rulong.
Among the Shen family present, there was also Shen Rulong.
But at this time, few people stood up.
"Deyi, your nephew seems to have caused a lot of trouble." A middle-aged man chuckled, looking at Qin Xuan, shaking his head slightly, "I'm afraid this young man's background is not what he imagined if he can make Xu Chuanyu kneel down. So simple."
Shen Deyi frowned slightly, he was also thinking about Qin Xuan's identity.
Who on earth is so young and can make Jinling tycoon Xu Chuanyu, a rich man with a net worth of tens of billions and well-connected people, kneel on the ground?
He was in no hurry to stand up. As for Shen Rulong... in his eyes, it was just a jealousy among the juniors, and there was no need for him to personally stand up for Shen Rulong.
Shen Deyi's peripheral vision glanced at Mo Qinglian's cold cheeks, and he couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "It's true that beauty is a curse!"
Shen Rulong's face was extremely gloomy, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, his fists were clenched, and his knuckles turned white.
Almost everyone can see that the proud son of the Shen family is now extremely angry.
"I wonder how Shen Rulong will fight back? Although that young man is mysterious, the Shen family is a prominent family in Jinling. There is something to be said. If a strong dragon does not overwhelm the local snakes, Shen Rulong may not be the one who suffers!" There was a middle-aged man with extraordinary bearing. The man spoke slowly, and there was a black mole at the corner of his eye, which was twitching slightly at the moment.
"Please let me leave?"
After being silent for several minutes, Shen Rulong had a few veins bulging on his forehead and said in a cold voice, "What if I don't leave?"
will not leave?
Sui Qing was completely helpless now. He turned to Qin Xuan and former chairman Xu Chuanyu for help.
Qin Xuan sat on his seat calmly and stood up slowly.
He didn't mean to embarrass Sui Qing. Of course, he also expected Shen Rulong's attitude.
It's a pity that no one can disobey Qin Changqing's words.
"If you don't want to leave, then break your legs and throw them out!" Qin Xuan put his hands in his pockets and said lightly. He looked like a dude covering the sky with his hands, but this momentum made everyone shocked.
Break your legs and throw them out?
He is the proud son of the Shen family. If he is just jealous, the Shen family may not get involved, but if it really gets to the point of breaking the bones, the Shen family will never let it go.
Shen Rulong is even more famous in Jinling. Although not as good as Yun Wenze, he is definitely the face of the third generation of the Yun family. Breaking Shen Rulong's legs is like slapping the Shen family directly. There is no difference.
However, as soon as Qin Xuan finished speaking, Mo Qinglian showed a faint smile.
"good!"
She was wearing a formal dress today and took out two wooden chopsticks from the table gracefully without making a big move.
Immediately, she flicked her wrist.
"not good!"
An old man in his fifties who was following Shen Deyi couldn't help but his complexion suddenly changed, and his eyes suddenly became brighter.
He wanted to stop him, but unfortunately, the speed of the two wooden chopsticks was too fast. Everyone felt that a black shadow flashed before their eyes, and the wooden chopsticks in Mo Qinglian's hand disappeared.
Some people even didn't notice the two wooden chopsticks at all.
When the wooden chopsticks stopped and were nailed to the ground, wisps of blood slowly dripped from the wooden chopsticks, blending with the color of the red carpet.
"Ah! My legs!!"
The shrill wails sounded in an instant, and everyone's expressions suddenly changed as they looked.
Some ladies' faces even turned pale, and some of them screamed.
They saw two blood holes on Shen Rulong's legs appearing in front of everyone, and even through these two blood holes, some pale bones could be seen.
Shen Rulong fell directly to the ground. All the city and anger disappeared at this moment. His brain was completely occupied by the pain of broken bones in his legs, and he covered his legs and wailed.
"Presumptuous!" Shen Deyi could no longer remain calm. With an angry look on his face, he shouted directly at Mo Qinglian: "How dare you hurt Rulong? Can the Mo family bear this responsibility?"
Shen Deyi never expected that Mo Qinglian would dare to do such a vicious thing just because of a disagreement.
"Old Du!" Shen Deyi was about to speak, but was grabbed by the old man behind him.
Under Shen Deyi's gaze, Mr. Du slowly shook his head, "Fifth Master, she is the master!"
After just six words, Shen Deyi's expression changed instantly.
Grandmaster?
Martial arts master?
His pupils shrank into needle-like shapes in an instant, looking at Mo Qinglian's enchanting body with disbelief on his face.
How can it be!
How old is Mo Qinglian, how can he be a master?
As a direct descendant of the second generation of the Shen family, Shen Deyi naturally knows what the grandmaster represents.
Even if Mr. Du beside him has worked hard all his life, he is only half a master. How could Mo Qinglian, a woman in her early twenties, be a master?
At this moment, Shen Deyi's heart almost stirred up a storm, and his face turned slightly pale.
Mr. Du's face was even more solemn. He had heard that Mo Zhengfeng became a master, but now, this scene shocked him even more. He was a half-step master, so he naturally knew how difficult it was to become a master. Now, a man in his twenties The 20-year-old woman is already a master, so you can imagine the shock in his heart.
Extraordinary talent?
A grandmaster who is more than 20 years old, even the word "the proud son of heaven" is not an exaggeration, right?
Xu Chuanyu on the side was even more dripping with cold sweat, looking at Mo Qinglian's cold methods, his heart was slightly chilled.
Mo Qinglian was like this, but what about the Chinese Qing Emperor next to him?
No wonder Lao Kang disdained his tens of billions of net worth and concentrated on martial arts to develop his legendary innate talent.
Even if he is worth tens of billions, what can he do if he is worth hundreds of billions? In the eyes of such a being, he will be killed in his home overnight. Even if he is rich enough to rival the country, if he dies, it will be nothing more than nothing.
Xu Chuanyu was very lucky that he had a friend like Lao Kang, otherwise, he might not even know how he died.
Facing Shen Deyi's question, Mo Qinglian raised her head and wanted to speak, but a voice came from behind her.
Qin Xuan put his hands in his pockets, glanced at Shen Deyi, who almost no one dared to provoke in Jinling, and smiled softly, "Since I am the one who wants to break his legs, why should the Mo family bear the responsibility?"
He looked at Shen Deyi quietly, his expression as calm as water, but this expression made the powerful people present feel slightly shocked and felt extraordinary.
"If you want to take responsibility, then let me do it!"
"However, I would like to ask if you, the Shen family, allow me to take on this responsibility..."
Qin Xuan paused, smiled lightly and said, "Do you dare?"