Top-tier Unruly Master

"You wouldn't even feed a dog under my name?" Qin Qingwu snorted coldly. "It seems you never truly saw me as your son."

Having said this, Qin Qingwu glanced at Ding Fan, who was still unconscious, lying on the table. "Today, the Jiangyuan Pharmaceutical Factory under the Dancheng Branch Company sold its Calm Heart Pills like hotcakes. I've said it many times, I want to take over the Dancheng Branch Company. But you, you refused to hand it over no matter what..."

Qin Manshu spoke up from the side. "The success of the branch company today is all thanks to Brother Fan's groundwork. When the branch was losing money, I didn't see you clamoring for it then."

Qin Qingwu snorted again. "You don't need to defend the old man here; he never treated me as his son by not giving me the branch company. In fact, I could have let that go. But the old man went ahead and gave the company to Ding Fan, preferring to hand it over to an outsider rather than to his own flesh and blood. Does that sound like I'm his son to you?"

Old Master Qin was now at gunpoint, surrounded by numerous gunmen, yet he showed no sign of fear. He simply looked over at Qin Qingwu. "Is this why you brought so many gunmen to coerce me today?"

The corner of Qin Qingwu's mouth lifted slightly. "You have so many sons, just like that boss of Yuanfang Group, Jin Guangtai, who came from Korea—wasn't he also one of the old man's sons? Who knows whether Yuanfang Group was secretly given to him by the old man?"

"You… you…" Old Master Qin had not expected Qin Qingwu to bring up Jin Guangtai.

Jin Guangtai was the illegitimate child Old Master Qin left behind in Korea during the Peninsula War. When Jin Guangtai came looking for Old Master Qin, he had locked himself in his room, not emerging for three days.

Old Master Qin genuinely felt guilty towards Jin Guangtai and his mother. After the war had ended, he had gone to look for them at their last known location, only to find it had been leveled by artillery fire. Thus, he believed that Jin Guangtai and his mother had perished in the war.

The matter of Jin Guangtai had always been a sore point for Old Master Qin, and among the Qin family, few dared to mention it in front of him, fearing that it would sadden him.

However, at this moment, Qin Qingwu bluntly poked at Old Master Qin's wound in front of everyone.

Pfft!

Old Master Qin spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

"Grandfather…" Qin Manshu hurriedly ran over and helped Old Master Qin up.

"Qin Qingwu… You beast!" Old Master Qin, overcome with fury, struggled to contain the heaving in his chest.

"I was born to you, if I'm a beast, then what does that make you?" Qin Qingwu snorted coldly.

Qin Manshu, who was supporting Old Master Qin, looked angrily at Qin Qingwu standing aside.

"Old man, don't say I don't remember our past kinship. Just sign your name on all these transfer contracts, and then perhaps I can consider sending you abroad to live out your days in peace," Qin Qingwu said, pointing to the contracts on the table.

"I've said… I've said before, even if my property were to go to dogs, I absolutely would not give it to you," Old Master Qin said, fuming at Qin Qingwu.

"Old Master, if you're going to be this stubborn, you can't blame me!" Qin Qingwu said and then turned to look at Qin Manshu.

Seeing the malicious grin on Qin Qingwu's face, Qin Manshu couldn't help but feel a shiver run down her spine.

"You beast, what are you going to do!" Old Master Qin quickly pulled Qin Manshu behind him, watching Qin Qingwu with a wary eye.

"Old Master, Qin Manshu holds the most significant place in your heart, surely you wouldn't want to witness your favorite granddaughter being violated right before your eyes…" As Qin Qingwu said this, he let out a sly laugh.

Upon hearing Qin Qingwu's words, Qin Manshu began to tremble uncontrollably.

Filled with rage, Old Master Qin's hands started shaking. "You… you… you…"

"Scab…" Qin Qingwu motioned to a middle-aged man with a scab on his head standing nearby.

"Bro!" The scab-faced man eagerly rushed over. "What are your orders?"

"Didn't you take a liking to this young miss just now? She's yours now!" Qin Qingwu said as he pointed to Qin Manshu.

"Thanks, bro!" The scab-faced man's expression lit up upon hearing Qin Qingwu's words.

Qin Manshu, tall and striking, with a figure that was undeniably eye-catching, her tender skin alone was enough to make anyone's mouth water.

Scab immediately tucked his gun away and strode towards Qin Manshu.

"Get away!"

Just as the scab came close to Qin Manshu, Old Master Qin unleashed a powerful Great Flying Kick.

And with that one kick, the scab was sent tumbling to the ground.

"Ouch, damn it!" The scab had not expected Old Master Qin to possess such strong leg power, and even less did he anticipate that Old Master Qin would dare to strike under the pointing of so many guns.

Watching the scene, Qin Qingwu began to applaud softly. "Old Master, the Treasured Sword hasn't dulled with age. Truly a man who has weathered the battlefields."

"If you want to get at my granddaughter, you'll have to step over my dead body!" Old Master Qin declared sternly.

"Step over your dead body?" Qin Qingwu chuckled lightly. "What a bore that would be. It would be such a regret if I couldn't watch your beloved granddaughter be violated with my own eyes."

As Qin Qingwu spoke, he waved to the surrounding gunmen. "Take down this old thing, he's still got some moves. He is, after all, a veteran of the battlefield, so keep sharp!"

Qin Qingwu had finished his speech, and the people around him rushed forward in a flurry.

Old Master Qin had learned a thing or two from an ancient martial arts heir, and as these people charged at him, with three punches and two kicks, he sent several of them sprawling to the ground.

However, Old Master Qin was getting on in years after all, and coupled with the overwhelming number of opponents, it didn't take long before he was subdued by the group.

The few people immediately got a firm grip on Old Master Qin.

Held down tightly by these men, Old Master Qin found it impossible to make even the slightest move.

"Qin Qingwu, you beast, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?" Old Master Qin yelled at Qin Qingwu.

"Struck by lightning..." Qin Qingwu scoffed with disdain. "Compared to being struck by lightning, I'm more afraid of poverty!"

Having said this, Qin Qingwu turned to the scab-covered man at his side. "The rest is up to you. Make a good show of it in front of the old man, get his granddaughter nice and spent, and I'll reward you handsomely!"

The scab-covered man licked his lips with his tongue. "Bro, don't worry, they call me the Mortar, and it's not just one little miss I can satisfy, even if there were two or three more, I'd make them utterly blissful!"

As he spoke, the scab-covered man walked towards Qin Manshu.

At that moment, Qin Manshu was pale with fear, edging backward. "You... don't come any closer!"

"Don't worry, little miss, you'll be too busy enjoying yourself soon," said the scab-covered man, chuckling lasciviously as he approached her.

Qin Manshu stepped back a few paces, finding herself beside Ding Fan. Now, she had nowhere else to retreat.

Ding Fan was still unconscious beside her, and seeing him, a glimmer of hope surged within the desperate Qin Manshu.

"Brother Fan... Brother Fan, please wake up, Brother Fan..." She shook Ding Fan's body vigorously.

"Don't delude yourself with the fantasy that Ding Fan will wake up and save you. I've used a potent poison this time, procured from The Stars and Stripes Country. Anyone poisoned will be in a death-like state within five minutes. Unless an antidote is used, they'll sleep until their actual death," Qin Qingwu said with a smug look on his face.

"Come on, little miss!" By now, the scab-covered man was close to Qin Manshu, slowly closing in on her.

With no room left to retreat, Qin Manshu watched as the scab-covered man lunged towards her, and a deep despair crossed her eyes.

Qin Manshu would rather die than let a disgusting man like the scab-covered one defile her body.

"Qin Qingwu, let go of Qin Manshu. After all, you're her second uncle! Let her go, and if you do, I'm willing to sign. I'll give you all my estate!" Old Master Qin suddenly shouted at Qin Qingwu.

At this moment, Qin Qingwu shook his head slightly. "Old man, it seems I'm truly not your son; you hardly know me at all. Once I've made up my mind, not even multiple oxen could pull me back. Now that I've decided to watch a good show, I won't agree to it even if you want to sign!"

"You... you... Qin Qingwu, you beast! How can you, as Manshu's second uncle, let others bully her like this! You..."

Impatiently, Qin Qingwu addressed the scab-covered man. "Hurry up, we're all waiting for the show."

"Alright, bro, rest assured, I'll definitely put on a good performance," the scab-covered man replied, and then reached out his large hand toward Qin Manshu's chest.

Qin Manshu had no space to dodge at this point.

Just as Qin Manshu thought she was doomed, a figure arrived silently by her side.

Before the scab-covered man could grab Qin Manshu's chest, the newcomer delivered a kick.

The kick landed squarely on the scab-covered man's chest.

Thump...

The scab-covered man was sent flying, like a cannonball blasting out of its chamber, crashing into two more men.

Qin Manshu was startled and quickly turned her head to see who was by her side. There beside her, of course, stood Ding Fan.

"Brother Fan... it really is you, Brother Fan!"

Unable to hold back her fear anymore, Qin Manshu threw herself into Ding Fan's arms, crying loudly.

Ding Fan gently stroked Qin Manshu's hair. "There's nothing to worry about, I'm here, no one will bully you."

Looking at Ding Fan, Qin Qingwu's face filled with astonishment. "How... how is this possible..."