Chapter 178 Shocked Silenced the Room

• The fat on Qin Wuzheng’s face trembled. He glanced at Tie Hai, whose arm was snapped from a kick, then at Tie Xiong, who’d had most of his teeth knocked out. Rage burned through him. “Man, you guys can’t take a hit. I haven’t even gone all in yet, and you’re already done.” “Ay-yay-yay, ay-yay-yay!” “I’m pissed. I’m seriously pissed.” They were too weak, too flimsy. He hadn’t even gotten to vent, and they were already wrecked. The leftover fire in his chest had nowhere to go. “Boom, boom, boom!” He barked and raged, voice echoing. But to everyone else, it felt like thunder cracking their skulls. Right then, the shop owner, his buddies, and the brothers Tie Hai and Tie Xiong all stared at Qin Wuzheng with pure terror. “Y-You… you… are… imperial level?” “You—you’re imperial level?” Tie Xiong’s face went ghost-white. His voice shook so hard he could barely string a sentence together. “Yep. Problem with that?” He puffed himself up. “They call me Fat Master. Name stays, seat stays—imperial peak-level, Qin Wuzheng.” Rumble. His self-introduction landed like a thunderclap. Imperial peak-level? Not just imperial level—peak-level? Everyone froze, dumbstruck. The brothers Tie Hai and Tie Xiong went completely blank. Are you freaking kidding me? Imperial peak-level? If you’re that strong, why were you calling us big brothers and asking us to stand up for you? You messing with us on purpose? They were so frustrated they almost cried. Still, fear weighed heavier than anything. “This is a misunderstanding… a—big misunderstanding.” “Senior Qin, spare us. Please.” “We were wrong. Please, spare our miserable lives.” Tie Xiong stared at Qin Wuzheng, begging with terror all over his face. Then— The two brothers exchanged a look. In sync, they dropped to their knees and slammed their heads to the floor, begging for mercy. “Grandpa, spare us!” “Sir, spare us!” “Grandpa, please don’t kill us!” The shop owner and the two brothers all knelt, banging their heads nonstop. They were done resisting. King level is strong. But in front of imperial level, they were ants. No chance to fight. No way to win. All they could do now was kneel and beg. “Aw, begging already? That’s no fun. Boss… how do we punish them?” Qin Wuzheng grumbled, turning to Ronan Crest. Rumble. That one simple word—Boss—made everyone feel thunder roll again. Boss? You’re an imperial peak-level powerhouse, and you call someone else Boss? So that means he’s imperial peak-level too? Tie Xiong, Tie Hai, and the shop owner stared at Ronan Crest like they were about to faint. They shook like leaves. Cold sweat soaked them through. Honestly, they never thought a small place like Northwood would have not one but two imperial peak-level monsters. Now they felt nothing but raw terror—and regret. Regret for provoking these two demons. “Please, seniors, spare our lives. We know we were wrong.” “Forgive us. We’ll work like oxen and horses to repay your mercy.” Tie Hai begged, face full of despair. Ronan Crest stood, slow and steady. “You two…” His voice went cold. But— Before he could finish, his phone started ringing. Ronan’s brows drew tight. He took it out. It was Yael calling. “Mr. Crest, the two young masters got into a scuffle with classmates at kindergarten. A little incident.” “No injuries on either side.” “But the other parents are tough to deal with. How should we handle it?” Ronan’s brows furrowed deeper. “Boss, what’s up?” Qin Wuzheng asked, goofy and eager. “I’ll head over now. Keep Hope Crest and Grace Crest safe.” Ronan’s voice went icy. Then he strode out of the shop. Qin Wuzheng hurried after him. Inside the shop— Tie Xiong and the others let out a breath. But when Ronan walked a few yards past the door— Thud, thud, thud… A string of dull impacts. Tie Xiong and the rest burst into blood mist, dead beyond dead. Ronan Crest rushed to the kindergarten. But— As soon as he stepped into the office area, a sharp, nasty shriek came slicing out.