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Qin Yu let the drink from his hair drip down his forehead as he stared at the mocking, contemptuous face in front of him, falling completely silent, seemingly with no intention of responding.
The self-defense techniques he had learned from his grandfather were of no use in this situation.
When he first attended a banquet, he had unknowingly offended the jerk in front of him due to his ignorance of certain social rules. Coupled with the fact that his sister was quite attractive at such gatherings, their encounters had been unpleasant for multiple reasons.
Especially the last time, in a rush to help his sister shake off his advances, he had pushed him, which only intensified their animosity.
Originally, Qin Yu had planned to use this banquet as an opportunity to ease tensions between them. After all, the host of this event was the jerk's uncle, someone he feared greatly. He thought that the jerk would not dare to act out of line at this gathering. He intended to approach him alone and soften his stance, hoping that some friends could lend support and give the jerk a face-saving way out. He believed that would keep things from escalating too much.
However, it was clear that Qin Yu had overestimated the constraints of such a youth banquet on the jerk and also overestimated the loyalty of his so-called "friends."
If those "friends" were truly willing to back him up, even the most arrogant person would have to think twice about whether it was worth it to provoke him.
Although the jerk came from a powerful family, he was ultimately just a distant relative without any inheritance rights. He usually relied on his status to bully others, but Qin Yu and his group were not afraid of him.
Yet, Qin Yu did not expect that once the young master approached looking for trouble, all those friends who usually called him brother suddenly distanced themselves from him.
This change left Qin Yu feeling disheartened. Although he considered himself more capable than most peers, he still operated at an ordinary level and had idealistic assumptions about certain situations.
Being publicly humiliated like this served as a harsh lesson for him.
At that moment, he understood that as long as the other party's actions remained within certain limits, he could not retaliate; otherwise, the jerk could easily turn things around and target his family's interests.
Someone like him might lack competence in handling matters but certainly excelled at causing trouble.
Just as Qin Yu took a deep breath and prepared to endure further humiliation, an unexpected scene unfolded before his eyes.
His cousin stood behind the jerk with a smirk on her face, slowly pouring her drink over his head while speaking in a lethargic tone that made one feel drowsy. She echoed the same taunts directed at the jerk.
The suddenness of it all caught Qin Yu off guard. By the time he reacted, his cousin had already shaken her empty glass above the jerk's head as if trying to get every last drop to fall.
The arrogant jerk who had been pointing at Qin Yu just moments ago now seemed bewildered by the sudden cold wetness on his head.
He had never experienced such treatment before.
It wasn't until he heard her weak yet somewhat grating voice that he finally grasped what was happening.
Seeing the crowd around him, all wearing expressions of surprise and barely contained laughter, he suddenly froze in place.
Although he was merely a bystander, his background was already quite exceptional. Throughout his life, he had never faced such humiliation outside.
No matter who it was, even those he couldn't provoke would still give some face to the powerful connections behind him. Although he wasn't treated particularly well within his family, the leisure activities he enjoyed were beyond what others could afford in a lifetime.
But now...
As he gradually began to understand the situation he was in, the man drenched in wine started to show a fierce expression on his face, his eyes reddening as if he was ready to risk everything.
Yet, a sliver of rationality within him forced him to suppress that impulse. Even a wastrel needed to have the means to be one. If he wanted to continue living carefreely, the first thing he had to learn was how to protect himself. Thus, he never considered fighting over family assets.
In fact, he was cautious even with those at the very bottom of society, fearing that they might act out of desperation if pushed too hard. It was only with those familiar faces, whom he knew posed no real threat and could be easily manipulated, that he would act so recklessly.
Now, after being splashed with a drink by someone else, his anger flared up, but the first thing that came to mind was actually assessing the other person's background and identity.
There were indeed people who dared to act recklessly in such situations—he himself was one of them. The youth gathering was meant for honing the younger generation's skills. However, there were very few who would dare to behave this way after knowing his identity.
One must consider not just the monk's face but also the Buddha's.
After gradually calming his emotions, the man drenched by Yang Xiaoyou took a deep breath and turned around, forcing himself to speak in a calm tone. "What do you mean by this?"
As he spoke, he couldn't help but scrutinize Yang Xiaoyou closely. The more he looked, the more uneasy he felt. Although the person before him appeared young and inexperienced, there was an undeniable naturalness about him as if pouring wine over someone’s head was perfectly acceptable.
His calm demeanor showed no signs of being affected by the actions taken against him.
This composure and tranquility were qualities he had only seen in the scions of major conglomerates.
Realizing this made Yang Xiaoyou seem increasingly unfathomable in his eyes. Coming from such a family meant that necessary insight was part of what allowed him to carry himself with such ease.
Could it be that this was the son of some big shot attending this gathering for the first time and disapproving of his behavior? The thought crossed his mind, bringing a hint of regret. He had initially thought these were familiar guests but hadn’t expected someone like this to suddenly appear.
When he noticed another individual—someone else he couldn’t afford to offend—following closely behind Yang Xiaoyou, his earlier assumptions became even more solidified.
At this moment, he pondered how best to find an exit strategy while trying to save face without provoking either of them further.
After hesitating for a moment, a faint dry smile appeared on his face. He then forced himself to say, "Since it was just a slip of the hand, let's forget about it. These cups can be quite slippery at times, and it's hard to control."
Seeing this flexible display from the fellow, Yang Xiaoyou's eyes flashed with a hint of amusement. He remembered that he had dealt with many wealthy young heirs before, and he understood what they were thinking.
If it were just an ordinary nouveau riche's child, they might not have such insight. But since this person was connected to the founder of Blue Moon Group, he should know when to yield and when to stand firm.
If that old Taoist could leave a few fellows dumbfounded, then he could certainly do the same.
Originally, Yang Xiaoyou didn't want to get involved in trouble with Qin Yu, but he couldn't tolerate the fellow insulting him and his mother in one breath. Even if the worst-case scenario happened by sheer coincidence, Yang Xiaoyou wouldn't care much.
The fundamental reason he established Hive Security Company was not only for organizational investigations but also to ensure that his family would not suffer undue pressure from the outside world.
This mere side branch of Blue Moon Group was nothing; even if they were direct descendants, what did it matter? They could come at him all they wanted; he would see whether their financial pressure was stronger than his own forceful resistance!
Moreover, given his current demeanor, this fellow would surely weigh his options. From his words, it was clear that this guy had already panicked. As long as Qin Yu and the others didn’t provoke him, once the New Year passed and he moved on, all troubles would be avoided.
However, it was evident that Yang Xiaoyou had overestimated his cousin's ability to read the room.
"What are you doing! Apologize right now!" After a moment of shock, Qin Yu finally reacted with an urgent expression on his face.
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