Xia Ping said nothing. He simply gazed at Qin Muyang calmly, looking at him in silence.
"Looks like you're still not convinced."
Qin Muyang stared at Xia Ping and sneered. "Then I'll show you how cruel the world can be. You'll learn that being the High School Fighting Tournament champion means nothing to me." He clapped his hands several times.
"Young Master Qin."
Two or three middle-aged men in black suits immediately approached from a distance. They were powerfully built and radiated a formidable aura. They came to stand before Qin Muyang, bowed, and greeted him with utmost respect.
The people around them could tell at once that the men in black suits were no ordinary bodyguards. Their auras were incredibly powerful, like those of wild beasts. They were likely all Martial Artists.
"These men are bodyguards loyal to my Qin Family."
Qin Muyang looked at Xia Ping with satisfaction. "Do you know who they are? One was the champion of the Tianshui City High School Fighting Tournament twenty years ago, another was the champion eighteen years ago, and the third was the champion sixteen years ago."
"All three are incredibly powerful Martial Artists."
"But now, they can only serve as bodyguards for the Qin Family. They're dogs for my family, and they're perfectly happy with it."
What?!
Everyone around them was shocked. They stared at the three men in disbelief. They looked exactly like bodyguards: quiet, dull, and utterly devoted. No one could believe that they had once been champions of the Tianshui City High School Fighting Tournament.
After all, winning a tournament like that was incredibly difficult. The champions were all martial arts prodigies, each proud and arrogant, looking down on everyone else!
Yet even prodigies like them could only work as bodyguards for the Qin Family more