Bullying the Weak

Qin Jishi looked up and saw a smug, round-faced young man staring at him fiercely. The young man's voice was so loud that it drew everyone's attention.

"Are you talking to me?" Qin Jishi seemed displeased.

"Are you deaf? I'm not talking to you, am I supposed to talk to an animal?"

The round-faced youth paid no mind to the onlookers, nor did he curb his rude behavior, as if such actions were commonplace. He was clearly an experienced offender.

The tone made Qin Jishi unhappy. He had met arrogant people before, but never anyone this arrogant.

Damn it!

Before Qin Jishi could get angry, the round-faced youth slapped Qin Jishi's hand, and ten copper coins clattered to the ground.

"Cat got your tongue? Didn't hear me speaking? Get lost."

"Pick them up!" Qin Jishi said coldly. "I'll give you three breaths of time."

"So you're not mute?" the round-faced youth sneered. "With the tone you used just now, if this were Wuji City, I would have thrown your corpse into the wilderness long ago." A threat!

A naked threat.

Anyone could see that the round-faced youth was not to be trifled with.

The dark-skinned man tugged at Qin Jishi's sleeve. "Brother, I think it's best to let it go."

If this had happened before, Qin Jishi would have let it go.

But now?

Words spoken were like water spilled, a promise was a promise. If he let this go now, wouldn't he be a man of his word?

"Don't worry, it'll be fine," Qin Jishi smiled at the dark-skinned man.

When he turned to face the round-faced youth again, his expression turned incredibly cold.

"You have two breaths of time remaining."

"I think you're asking for death." The round-faced youth was a Breath Regulation Realm martial artist. He could sense that Qin Jishi had no Profound Energy on him. How dare a mere Mortal speak to him like this? He clearly didn't know his limits.

"You have one breath of time left!"

"Kid, I think you won't shed tears until you see the coffin." Qin Jishi's attitude directly ignited the round-faced youth's anger. Just as he clenched his fist, ready to teach Qin Jishi a lesson.

"Ah San, what's going on? You can't even handle such a small matter?"

A voice sounded from behind. A youth dressed in fine silk brocade, broad-shouldered and stout, with a somewhat fierce expression, strode towards them.

Behind the youth were two attendants, each holding a large axe. Their sharp gazes swept the surroundings, causing everyone to lower their heads and shy away.

"Young Master!" Upon hearing the voice, the round-faced youth's originally fierce expression immediately turned fawning. He took quick steps, meeting the newcomer and putting on a show of deference.

Of course, while being obsequious, he didn't forget to point at Qin Jishi and embellish his story.

It was clear that as the round-faced youth spoke, the fierce youth's gaze towards Qin Jishi grew increasingly displeased.

"Hmph, daring to disrespect me, Wang Mang, you ignorant brat."

"Come with me, let's take a look."

Saying this, the fierce youth walked directly towards Qin Jishi.

At this moment, seeing that the newcomers were hostile, the dark-skinned man couldn't help but warn him.

"Brother, they clearly aren't good people. They must be the children of some prominent family from a town. You should escape while they're not here yet."

In the dark-skinned man's eyes, cultivators were beings of high status. What power could mortals like them have to fight against them?

"Yes, this brother, you should leave quickly."

"Hurry and go. Look at how menacing they are; offending them won't end well."

"..."

Many people urged Qin Jishi to leave.

"Thank you!" Qin Jishi smiled faintly. "Don't worry, it'll be fine."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp shout followed, "Trying to leave? Do you think you can?"

The fierce youth and his companions arrived, their faces unfriendly as they stared at Qin Jishi.

"Young Master, it's him... Not only did he not show any respect, but he also spoke disrespectfully, saying that your Wang Family in Wuji City is nothing in his eyes."

Qin Jishi: "..."

No wonder the round-faced youth was so arrogant. So he was from the Wang Family of Wuji City.

If it were anyone else, the round-faced youth would indeed have the capital to be arrogant. After all, Wuji City was considered a mid-tier city on the entire Azure Wave Continent, and the Wang Family almost monopolized the city's weapon industry, their position deeply entrenched.

Unfortunately, the round-faced youth had chosen the wrong person.

Currently, the Patriarch of the Wang Family, Wang Mang, was at the World-Saving Pavilion, claiming to give Qin Jishi half of the Wang Family's assets just so his son, Wang Meng, could work there as a menial laborer.

Since the round-faced youth called the fierce youth "Young Master," he was likely that Wang Meng.

Qin Jishi ignored the round-faced youth and looked at the fierce youth. "Are you Wang Meng?"

The fierce youth was stunned for a moment, then said proudly, "You recognize me?"

"I've heard a little, heard a little."

"Since you recognize me, why aren't you getting out of the way quickly?"

Wang Meng thought that since the other party recognized him, things would be easy.

Not to mention his identity as a disciple of the Black and White Academy, even the title of Young Clan Leader of the Wang Family was not someone the other party could afford to offend, and he was just a mortal.

"I can let you pass," Qin Jishi chuckled, "but you have to make him pick up the copper coins on the ground for me."

These words made Wang Meng a little displeased. How dare a mere mortal bargain with him?

"Kid, I can spare you some face, but that doesn't mean you can push your luck."

"Get out of the way!"

This was like an ultimatum, his tone brooking no argument.

The dark-skinned man's eyes widened in fear, "Brother, if we can't, let's just bow our heads."

"No need to worry." Qin Jishi gave him a smile, then turned his head.

"Young Master Wang, it seems you intend to bully the weak?"

"Kid!" The round-faced youth couldn't take it anymore, "I've long disliked you. How dare a mortal speak to us like this? A thing that doesn't know death."

As he spoke, the round-faced youth glanced at Wang Meng intentionally or unintentionally.

Sensing his questioning gaze, Wang Meng nodded subtly.

With Wang Meng's approval, the round-faced youth immediately gained confidence.

He stopped wasting words, narrowed his eyes, a cold glint flashing, and slowly approached Qin Jishi.

"Kid, if you don't know your place, you can't blame me."

"Pick up the copper coins on the ground, and I can pretend this never happened. Otherwise..."

Qin Jishi narrowed his eyes, a cold glint flashing.

"Stubborn!" The round-faced youth clenched his fist, "I'll see if your bones are as hard as your mouth later."

"Hmph~"

The round-faced youth threw a punch, and a sonic boom immediately followed.

Although this punch was not the round-faced youth's strongest attack, he had still used fifty percent of his strength. He figured it would be more than enough to kill the other party.

To be honest, if it weren't for Wang Meng's instruction, the round-faced youth wouldn't have dared to act so brazenly. After all, this was the Imperial Capital, which had strict laws.

Wang Meng was different. He was a disciple of the Black and White Academy, and who would dare to provoke him easily?

The mortals around watched this scene, shaking their heads with pity.

This was the insignificance of mortals; they had no power to resist cultivators.

Just as everyone thought Qin Jishi was bound to die.

Bang~

A dull thud sounded, followed by a figure streaking through the air in a graceful parabolic arc, crashing heavily a thousand meters away.

Gasp!

This scene deeply shocked everyone, making them disbelieve their own eyes.