At the sight of Jiang Chen's arrival.
Every member of the Qin family looked grim.
At the end of the street, a group came running over. Leading them was a burly bald man whose gleaming head reflected the sunlight, flashing with every stride. He looked rather comical.
Yet no one present dared laugh.
Even the usually arrogant Qin Yu instantly fell silent at the sight of this man.
Ghost Arhat, Qiu Hong!
The deputy leader of the Netherworld's Third Team, notorious for his explosive temper.
Besides, the great families already stood a notch below the Netherworld. As the Netherworld Messengers surrounded them, their icy gazes left the Qin family members too afraid even to meet their eyes. They cowered like mice before a cat.
Qiu Hong first glanced at Jiang Chen.
The corner of his mouth twitched almost imperceptibly. Flowers of the Nine Provinces? This bastard was more like a man-eating flower!
Then he turned to the Qin family, his gaze instantly turning cold as he barked mercilessly, "The Qin family certainly throws its weight around!"
"Hiring killers and harassing a Female Unusual Person."
"Back when I was young, I'd have slaughtered you on the spot!"
His words and expression were stern, and he resembled an enraged tiger. Wherever his eyes swept, everyone lowered their heads, trembling with fear.
"Captain Qiu, you're not old now, either!"
Just then, a flattering voice rang out.
Qiu Hong's expression froze. He looked toward the speaker in exasperation, which only deepened when he realized it was Jiang Chen.
The brat was even giving him an encouraging, expectant look.
He seemed to genuinely believe Qiu Hong could slaughter these people in the street.
"Qin Yu, do you admit your guilt?"
Pretending not to have heard, Qiu Hong took two steps forward. His burly frame exerted