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“Grandfather Yan, I feel that you have already been more than reasonable. There’s no need to continue compensating. Besides, there’s no written agreement; even if it goes to court, they wouldn’t take it seriously,” Liu Hanmei said dismissively.
“Court?” Qin Xiaoya couldn’t help but laugh.
“Heh, aren’t you just Mr. Jiang’s maid? What’s there to be proud of? Let me tell you, this is the United States. Anyone on United States territory must abide by its laws. You should be grateful; if things escalate, it won’t be good for anyone,” Liu Hanmei said rudely. Seeing Qin Xiaoya’s haughty and indifferent demeanor made Liu Hanmei even angrier, especially since Qin Xiaoya was more beautiful than her, which only fueled her jealousy.
Qin Xiaoya shook her head, finding the situation amusing and too trivial to respond to. Engaging in pointless arguments with these people was a waste of energy.
Seeing Qin Xiaoya's contemptuous attitude only irritated Liu Hanmei further. Her pretty face turned frosty as she glanced around and noticed Jiang Chen was absent. She stepped in front of Qin Xiaoya, raised her chin defiantly, and said, “You’re Mr. Jiang’s maid; I assume your skills are quite impressive. If you can defeat me, I will acknowledge your strength.”
“Hanmei, don’t be foolish,” Yan Qingsong raised his hand to stop her, though he didn’t take any further action—his words were merely a verbal warning.
“Grandfather Yan, I’m not being foolish. As martial artists, we should resolve our issues through martial means,” Liu Hanmei said proudly and confidently.
Mr. Jiang was formidable, so Liu Hanmei naturally wouldn’t dare challenge him directly. However, she felt unthreatened by Qin Xiaoya, who was merely Mr. Jiang’s maid. Even if she had some skills, Liu Hanmei wasn’t afraid.
“Oh dear, you’re quite competitive. But you do have a point; martial arts sparring should be kept within limits,” Yan Qingsong feigned helplessness while secretly looking forward to the match between his granddaughter-in-law and Qin Xiaoya.
Qin Xiaoya cast a glance at Liu Hanmei, her expression still cold and composed.
“I don’t see the need for a spar; your strength is too weak. You probably barely have any Inner Energy,” Qin Xiaoya said lightly.
“Don’t pretend in front of me! I cultivated my Inner Energy years ago! It won’t be easy for you to defeat me,” Liu Hanmei retorted angrily, feeling that Qin Xiaoya was far too arrogant to dismiss her so easily.
“Don’t believe me?” Qin Xiaoya remained unfazed.
“What’s with all this talk? Let’s settle it with action; stand up and let’s fight so we can see who’s stronger,” Liu Hanmei said boldly, embodying the pride of a martial arts prodigy.
Qin Xiaoya didn’t stand up; instead, she casually flicked her fingers. A surge of Jing Qi struck directly at Liu Hanmei’s knee point, causing her body to go limp as she fell to the ground.
Liu Hanmei stared in disbelief at Qin Xiaoya, unable to comprehend what had just happened. Yan Qingsong and Yan Nanxiang were equally stunned; releasing Inner Energy from a distance to strike an acupoint was something only a Master of Transformation could achieve.
“I told you, you’re not my opponent. Are you convinced now?” Qin Xiaoya said coolly.
Liu Hanmei furrowed her brows in frustration; she couldn’t accept such an easy defeat. Yet the reality forced her to acknowledge that her proud strength was insignificant compared to Qin Xiaoya's effortless display—just a flick of her fingers had left her unable to stand.
“Hanmei, are you okay?” Yan Nanxiang helped Liu Hanmei up with concern in his voice.
“I’m fine.” Liu Hanmei felt like a defeated rooster now, left with no words to say.
Seeing his fiancée’s pale face made Yan Nanxiang feel a pang of sympathy.
“Miss Qin, your skills are indeed impressive. However, everything must adhere to reason. When our Hongmen's Yan Xiaotian offended Mr. Jiang, he was killed by him as well; that should balance things out. Mr. Jiang demanding a hundred billion in compensation is rather excessive. I hope you can persuade him to let it go—this world isn’t just about martial prowess; there are laws that govern us,” Yan Nanxiang said solemnly.
Yan Nanxiang had little experience with martial arts; compared to brute force, he trusted his intellect more. In modern society, violence couldn’t solve problems—only those who understood the law and knew how to exploit its loopholes were the true strong ones.
Yan Nanxiang was not particularly afraid of Jiang Chen. When necessary, he would wield the legal weapons of the United States to defend his rights.
"I used to think that way too, but I don't anymore. I've already said it; you don't understand now, and I don't need to explain anything to you. When the time comes for you to understand, you will," Qin Xiaoya said.
"This is ridiculous. If Mr. Jiang is unyielding, I will have no choice but to resort to legal means. I forgot to mention, I am a PhD student at the law school," Yan Nanxiang replied.
"Do as you wish," Qin Xiaoya said, tired of the conversation. She had already given her reminders.
Jon Delson stood by, looking helpless and shaking his head secretly. How could Hongmen think that Jiang Chen would lack money? What a joke! He was the Clan Leader of the Delson Family, possessing trillions in wealth. Although he found it amusing, Jon had no intention of reminding them; outsiders had no idea that he, a marginal figure in the Delson Family, was now its Clan Leader.
An hour later, Jiang Chen and Li Yunye returned from the back mountain. Li Yunye's face was flushed, and the joy and excitement in her eyes were uncontrollable. The fortune Jiang Chen had given her exceeded all her expectations.
"Alright, the fortune has been granted to you. I hope you won't disappoint me in the future," Jiang Chen said as he left with Jon and Qin Xiaoya, not even glancing at Yan Qingsong and the others.
Once Jiang Chen left, an invisible pressure dissipated from the environment. This was the first time Yan Qingsong, the leader of Hongmen, felt so insignificant. After Jiang Chen's departure, he naturally became curious about what kind of fortune Li Yunye had received. Had she broken through her bottleneck and entered the legendary Martial Arts Divine Realm?
"Brother Yunye, what kind of fortune did Mr. Jiang give you?" Yan Qingsong asked curiously as he stepped forward.
Yan Nanxiang and Liu Hanmei also approached, their faces filled with curiosity.
"Cannot say, cannot say," Li Yunye laughed. Seeing her radiant smile made it clear that this fortune was significant. The more she refused to elaborate, the more restless Yan Qingsong and the others became.
"Brother Yunye, if you don’t tell me, I won’t be able to sleep at night. You know my health isn’t good; this is going to kill me!" Yan Qingsong sighed.
Threatened by Yan Qingsong, Li Yunye reluctantly said, "It's not that I don’t want to tell you; it's just that I haven't fully comprehended this matter regarding cultivation yet. Even if I told you, you wouldn’t understand. However, there is one thing I can share: in a few years, the world will undergo a complete transformation."
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