Lin Jingzhi was slapped to the ground by Chen Tianzheng, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, a picture of utter disarray.

The scene shocked the guests present.

Since her arrival in Jiangzhou, Lin Jingzhi, with her exceptional abilities, had grown her company to a valuation of tens of billions in just a few years.

However, more than her capabilities, it was her beauty that drew the most attention.

No man seemed able to resist her allure.

Rumor had it that ever since Lin Jingzhi set foot in Jiangzhou, the local rich wives had been losing sleep, fearing their husbands would be snatched away by her.

Their concerns were not unfounded.

Since Lin Jingzhi’s arrival, at least a thousand men had pursued her, many of whom were elites from Jiangzhou’s upper echelons. Some even declared they would divorce their wives and give all their wealth to Lin Jingzhi for her favor.

Yet, no one had ever succeeded in winning her over, not even a touch.

Lin Jingzhi was cunning, using these powerful figures’ resources to grow her company while never letting them take advantage of her—a true master at playing the game.

Still, these men willingly played the role of simps.

Now, seeing Lin Jingzhi slapped by Chen Tianzheng, the men present felt a pang of distress.

If not for their fear of Xiao Qingdi and their inability to defeat Chen Tianzheng, they would undoubtedly have stepped in to play the hero.

“Damn it, I hope that old man rots in hell.”

A chorus of curses echoed in the men’s hearts.

As for the women present, they reveled in Lin Jingzhi’s misfortune.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, who would’ve thought Lin Jingzhi would see such a day!”

“She’s always seducing men, she deserves a beating!”

“This is so satisfying! I’m going to drink a couple more tonight just for that slap!”

They failed to notice Ye Qiu, head bowed, his eyes burning with rage, fists clenched tightly.

Just then, Qian Yanru darted from behind Xiao Qingdi and pounced towards Lin Jingzhi.

If there was anyone Qian Yanru despised in her life, Lin Jingzhi topped the list.

In her eyes, Lin Jingzhi was a despicable vixen. She had tried countless times to kill Lin Jingzhi but always failed, ending up humiliated instead.

With Xiao Qingdi present, Qian Yanru felt emboldened. Seeing Chen Tianzheng knock Lin Jingzhi to the ground, she thought her opportunity had come.

As Qian Yanru lunged like a madwoman, Chen Tianzheng frowned slightly and stepped aside.

Qian Yanru paused for a moment before Lin Jingzhi, then suddenly raised her foot, aiming a stiletto heel at Lin Jingzhi’s forehead.

Her heel, seven centimeters high, would be lethal if it connected.

“Bitch, die!”

The heel was mere centimeters from Lin Jingzhi’s forehead when Qian Yanru’s face lit up with excitement, anticipating the moment of impact.

But then—

Qian Yanru suddenly felt herself lifted off the ground, her heel moving further from Lin Jingzhi.

What was happening?

Looking down in panic, she realized someone had hoisted her into the air by her shoulders.

The person holding her was the same young doctor who had hit her in the hospital.

“It’s you again! You bastard, let me go!” Qian Yanru screamed, flailing at Ye Qiu.

Smack!

Ye Qiu’s slap landed harshly on Qian Yanru’s face.

“It seems the lesson from last time wasn’t enough. Well, today you’ll remember it.”

With a swing of his arm, everyone saw Qian Yanru spin in the air before being slammed to the ground.

“Boom!”

Blood splattered.

Qian Yanru’s head was bloodied, her face a gory mess, unconscious before she could even scream.

The guests gasped in shock, staring at Ye Qiu.

“This guy’s got a death wish, hitting the Qian family’s daughter?”

But this was just the beginning.

“I once told Sister Lin I wouldn’t let anyone bully her in front of me, but you, you just did,” Ye Qiu pointed at Chen Tianzheng.

“Just a whore, what’s wrong with bullying her? You want to avenge her?” Chen Tianzheng didn’t take Ye Qiu seriously, glancing at Lin Jingzhi on the ground and sneering, “I may have abstained from women for years, but her beauty is one in a million. Honestly, even I’m tempted to see what it feels like…”

“You’re asking for it!”

Before Chen Tianzheng could finish, Ye Qiu’s punch thundered towards him. He wouldn’t allow this old lecher to insult Sister Lin.

Chen Tianzheng didn’t even bother to look as he casually reached out to catch Ye Qiu’s fist.

“I’ve wanted to kill you for a while, and here you are, delivering yourself to me, you fool…”

Chen Tianzheng’s words were cut short as his expression changed drastically. Before he could retract his hand, he was sent flying, crashing into a concrete pillar in the hall, then tumbling to the ground.

“Ah—”

Chen Tianzheng spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale, his right hand trembling uncontrollably.

The room erupted in chaos.

No one expected the man who even the Dragon King and Zhao Yun couldn’t stop to be blasted away by Ye Qiu’s punch.

“What’s going on here?”

“How is that kid’s martial arts so formidable?”

“I thought he was just a bronze, but he’s actually a hidden king!”

“I misjudged, misjudged.”

“…”

Whispers spread like wildfire.

Ignoring his injuries, Chen Tianzheng glared at Ye Qiu, unable to believe he’d been hurt by a youngster.

He had intended to crush Ye Qiu’s fist, but suddenly, a tremendous force surged from it, like a tidal wave, sending him flying.

In that moment, Chen Tianzheng felt as if Ye Qiu was an unstoppable tiger.

Bai Bing, the Dragon King, and Zhao Yun were all stunned, watching Ye Qiu in disbelief.

Only then did Xiao Qingdi start to seriously consider Ye Qiu.

Ignoring the stares, Ye Qiu gently helped Lin Jingzhi up, seated her in the wheelchair, then glanced at the handprint on her face, apologetically saying, “Sister Lin, I’m sorry, this is my fault.”

Lin Jingzhi smiled faintly, “Now’s not the time for apologies. Do what you need to do.”

Understanding her, Ye Qiu nodded, turned, and beckoned Feng Youling with a finger, “Come here, clean my clothes.”