Volume Three: The Tenfold Principles of the Dao Chapter 69: My Wrath

As the two were chatting, Ma Bo walked in, half-covering his face, his expression grim and unpleasant. Several dusty shoe prints marked his clothes, and his anger flared up instantly.

Damn it, they dare lay hands on my brother? They must have a death wish.

“Let's go. I want to see who has the guts to touch my brother Qin Yang.” He grabbed Qin Yang, clearly not wanting to go: “Boss, forget it, let’s just leave it.”

“Come on, are you scared now? Ma Bo, I’m your boss. Trust me, I can handle most things around here.” He glanced at the Enchantress. “Isn’t that right?”

The Enchantress’s smile faded as she nodded. With Qin Yang’s current strength, this was indeed a trivial matter; even if he admitted to wiping out the entire Feng family, no one would dare challenge him over it.

When a person reaches a certain height, they are treated differently.

Starsea Investment Group.

The company was valued at 5.5 billion, with hundreds of billions in assets under its control—a truly formidable force.

The Enchantress hadn’t expected that the one to provoke Qin Yang this time would be Gong Yun, the second young master of Starsea Investment Group.

“Was it you who hit him?” Qin Yang’s face was cold and his voice icy.

Gong Yun sat with a woman nestled in his arms. She wasn’t exactly beautiful, but she had a pleasant, enduring charm. She glanced at Ma Bo with a look of disdain.

“Ma Bo, I told you not to bother me anymore. And bringing your friends here to make a scene—what’s the point? In the end, you just got thrown out.”

The Enchantress stood aside, silent; she had no standing in this matter and could only watch Qin Yang, ready to intervene if things got out of hand.

“Hick, I've got money to burn! If you want to challenge me, I’ll make sure you die a miserable death.” Gong Yun raised his wrist, sneering. “This watch cost a million. Even if you worked your whole life, could you afford it?”

He laughed.

“Hick?” Qin Yang didn’t move, but a terrifying pressure locked onto Gong Yun.

Gong Yun’s face twisted in terror, his body trembling. He found himself unable to control his own movements.

“Ma Bo, however he hit you, hit him back the same way.”

“Gong Yun, what’s wrong? Gong Yun?” Wang Na, seeing the terror on Gong Yun’s face, was startled. She turned to Ma Bo and scolded, “Ma Bo, it’s all your fault. I told you already—I don’t like you. I’d rather cry in a BMW than ride the bus every day with someone who doesn’t even own a home. What right do you have to pursue me?”

Ma Bo closed his eyes in pain at her words. “I understand. Boss, let’s go.”

Qin Yang watched him leave, sighing inwardly. He didn’t try to persuade him. Looking around, he sneered, “You keep boasting about your wealth, don’t you?”

“In that case, I’ll make sure you lose everything.”

With that, he walked out.

The Enchantress’s face changed dramatically. She knew that when Qin Yang said something like that, he meant it. She’d have to report this to her superiors—Starsea Investment Group would have to be abandoned.

Once outside,

the two of them went to a street-side food stall.

Ma Bo drank heavily, saying nothing.

“Boss, I want to go abroad with Jin Yu.” He spoke solemnly, clearly having thought it through.

“Do you know what Jin Yu is going there for?”

“I don’t, but I know Jin Yu yearns for it. It must be a paradise for men. I’ve been a nobody for over twenty years; I don’t want to keep living like this. I want to see the world.”

After a moment of silence, Qin Yang nodded. “Alright. If you’ve decided, I’ll support you. After the New Year, you and Jin Yu can leave together. But before you go, there’s one last show I want you to see.”

Ma Bo looked baffled, having no idea what he was referring to, especially since he was already drunk.

By now, word had spread across Bincheng that Qin Yang had returned. Ye Meier, Wang Hao, Wang Kun, and Shao Bing had all regained their freedom. Qin Yang called each of them, asking for their help to take down Starsea Investment Group.

All four agreed, especially Ye Meier, who told Qin Yang to wait for her return to Bincheng before making a move.

With the Starfall Blade at his side, Qin Yang began to comprehend the Dao of Five Elements.

On the martial path, you either advance or fall behind.

As the saying goes: If you don’t train your hands for three days, they grow rusty; if you don’t train your feet for ten, they become stiff; if you don’t practice for a year, your skills will surely fade.

He also started gathering rare medicinal herbs. Using the power of thunder, he steadily wore away the demonic nature within the Blood Infant Fruit, preserving its medicinal effects.

The Enchantress took this matter seriously; after all, Qin Yang had promised to help her comprehend another kind of Dao.

When he emerged from meditation, he found his phone nearly blown up with missed calls.

There were ten missed calls, which made him smile wryly.

Two from Zhang Mengqi.

Four each from Su Ying and Wu Yaoyao.

He’d been wanting to buy a car—though he was fast, he couldn’t exactly sprint through the streets in broad daylight.

At the largest auto dealership in Bincheng, he watched as the new showroom was being built. Countless luxury cars lined the entrance, but the most eye-catching was a modified Land Rover.

The Land Rover V310 could accelerate from zero to over a hundred kilometers per hour in 0.03 seconds, stood over two meters tall like a giant, and had exaggerated rear wings that looked ready to take flight.

The moment he saw it, he was smitten.

Turning to two sales assistants, he asked with a smile, “How much is this car?”

“The original price is eight million, but after modifications, it’s fifteen million.”

He couldn’t help but purse his lips. Damn, that’s expensive. If he hadn’t made some money recently, he wouldn’t be able to afford it.

“I’ll take it,” he said.

Sophie, the saleswoman, was elated. She hadn’t expected this handsome young man to be so wealthy—fifteen million for a car, and he didn’t even blink.

But unfortunately, the car had already been reserved, and she had no say in the matter.

“I’m sorry, sir. The Land Rover has already been reserved by Mr. Gong Yun, the second young master of Starsea Investment Group. Would you like to look at another?”

“Gong Yun?”

What a coincidence. Bincheng was so big, and he’d never even seen this guy before. Now, trying to buy a car, he happened to set his sights on Gong Yun’s.

He touched his nose, thinking to himself that if he was planning to target Starsea Investment Group, he couldn’t let this wastrel keep spending their money—after all, if the money was gone, who would he profit from?

“Well, well, it’s you, kid! Eyeing my car, are you? You couldn’t afford even one of its tires. Is this a place for you? No wonder Wang Hu can’t get things done.”

“Go, call Black Third. Tell him Gong Yun wants to see him.”

Sophie dared not be careless upon hearing Gong Yun’s words; she was well aware of his status.

Qin Yang, however, found it odd. Wasn’t Wang Hu and Black Third’s business an auto repair shop? Since when did they open a dealership? He hadn’t heard anything about it.

The service in the showroom was impeccable. He sat in the lounge, sipping tea and eyeing Gong Yun and Wang Na coldly, as if looking at dead men.

Soon, Black Third’s voice sounded. After chatting with Gong Yun, he learned that his enemy was here, and was furious—after all, the car Gong Yun had reserved would net the company a million in profit. He had to make sure everything was perfect.

But when Black Third glimpsed the figure in the distance, his body trembled with excitement. He never expected Brother Yang to be here—and for Gong Yun’s enemy to be none other than Brother Yang! He shot a cold glance at Gong Yun.

Business had been booming lately, and the company was expanding, but Black Third remained grateful to Qin Yang, who had guided them from the start.

When the dealership first opened, he’d tried to contact Qin Yang, only to find he was out of town.

“Brother Yang, what brings you here?” Black Third approached cautiously, barely daring to breathe.

Everyone was dumbfounded. Was this really the notorious Black Third?

Qin Yang chuckled, “Black Third, I just got my license and came to buy a car. I’ve got my eye on that modified Land Rover out front. What do you think?”

“Brother Yang, if you want it, just drive it away. I’m sure Brother Hu won’t mind.”

Wang Na’s expression soured, realizing she’d underestimated Ma Bo’s friend.

Gong Yun looked even worse. He’d reserved that car, but Black Third hadn’t even asked him and was giving it to Qin Yang. No, this wasn’t just selling—it was gifting it to him. Did this guy have powerful connections?

He was filled with doubt, but rage soon surged up. He rushed forward, shouting, “Black Third, what’s the meaning of this? I reserved that car, and you’re selling it to someone else? Are you trying to get yourself blacklisted in Bincheng?”

Black Third sneered, “Ha! Gong Yun, you’re just a spoiled brat. How dare you threaten me? Believe me, I could make sure you never leave this place. Who do you think you are, going up against Brother Yang? Looking for trouble, are you?”

“Besides, you didn’t even pay a deposit. The car isn’t yours yet.”

“You... you!” Gong Yun was nearly shaking with rage.

At that moment, Qin Yang stood up, his eyes icy as he addressed Black Third, “Soon, these people will be nothing but stray dogs. There’s no need to get worked up. Here’s a card—go swipe it.”

“The password is six sixes.”

“Brother Yang, really, there’s no need. Take the car as a gift from me.”

Qin Yang burst out laughing, gave him a light kick, and said, “Quit your nonsense! Hurry up, I’ve got things to do.”

Black Third had no choice but to comply, and sent the finance staff to swipe the card. He and Qin Yang chatted idly as Gong Yun fumed, feeling utterly ignored.

He had never been so slighted before. The thought made his anger burn all the more fiercely.

Wang Na stood aside, determined to see if Ma Bo’s friend could really pay—maybe he was just putting on a show with an empty card.

Just then, the finance staff rushed over.

What was going on?

Black Third’s voice turned serious.

Wang Na laughed scornfully, “Heh, I knew there wouldn’t be any money on the card.”

“Manager, you’d better come and see.”

When everyone gathered around the computer, their faces froze in shock.

Gong Yun, seeing everyone’s stunned expressions, squeezed forward and stared at the string of numbers on the screen, swallowing hard.

One hundred and four billion.

In that instant, he realized he had crossed a true giant. Qin Yang was momentarily stunned as well—clearly, his old friends had transferred the funds, aware he was about to strike against Starsea Investment Group.