Liu Junjiang snorted coldly,
"Hmph, brat, you're wise enough not to meddle. Otherwise, I'll make sure you can't get by in Luochuan City!"
Liu Junjiang was the young master of the Tianxu Group in Luochuan City, a notorious rich second-generation heir.
Therefore, Liu Junjiang assumed Qin Xuan was afraid upon hearing his name.
From the beginning until now, Qin Xuan had a rough understanding of what kind of person Liu Junjiang was.
Qin Xuan didn't want to waste words with such a person, but that didn't mean he was afraid of them.
"When you're out, watch your mouth," Qin Xuan said coldly.
"Huh?" Liu Junjiang was surprised that this seemingly shabby young man dared to talk back. Suppressing the urge to unleash his anger, he said,
"Brat, do you know who you're talking to?"
Qin Xuan couldn't be bothered and simply turned to leave from the other side.
He had lost his appetite for coffee, as it was no longer a peaceful affair.
Seeing that Qin Xuan ignored him, Liu Junjiang became furious.
"Brat, daring to ignore me, you're the first in Luochuan! See if I don't teach you a lesson today!"
As Liu Junjiang spoke, he swung a fist at Qin Xuan's back.
"Be careful!" Xiong Ziyi exclaimed in alarm.
This Liu Junjiang was a black belt in Taekwondo. If that punch landed, several bones would likely be broken.
Qin Xuan seemed not to hear Xiong Ziyi's warning and didn't dodge at all.
Xiong Ziyi's heart raced with tension.
This idiot, why isn't he dodging! If he gets hit, he'll be in the hospital for months!
Xiong Ziyi watched as Liu Junjiang's fist landed on Qin Xuan's back.
*Crack!*
"Ah!" A scream, accompanied by the sound of bone shattering, erupted.
However, it wasn't Qin Xuan's. It was Liu Junjiang's.
"My hand! My hand!" Liu Junjiang clutched his hand and leaned against the wall, wailing.
With that punch, Liu Junjiang felt as if he had hit a steel plate, shattering several bones in his fingers.
"This..."
Xiong Ziyi's beautiful eyes widened.
Did this person have a steel plate installed on his back?
Qin Xuan slowly turned around, looking at Liu Junjiang, who was leaning against the wall, sweating profusely from the pain, and sighed helplessly.
Are all rich second-generation heirs like this nowadays? They resort to violence after a few words, and they are the ones who get hurt. Are there no rich second-generation heirs with any brains?
Having cultivated the Vajra Sutra, Qin Xuan's body was so tough that it could even block bullets, let alone fists.
The force Liu Junjiang exerted with that punch was almost equal to the recoil force he himself experienced.
This matter had become his problem again.
Although Qin Xuan hadn't thrown a punch, given the typical arrogant nature of rich second-generation heirs, they certainly wouldn't let this go.
He would likely have trouble in Luochuan for the next few days.
As expected, Liu Junjiang gritted his teeth and glared at Qin Xuan.
"Brat, you've got guts, daring to injure me! You're finished! If you can leave Luochuan City, I'll take your surname!"
Qin Xuan shook his head, not bothering to argue further with Liu Junjiang, hoping he wouldn't dig his own grave.
If they wanted trouble, let them come at Qin Xuan himself. He wouldn't be too harsh. But if they dared to make any moves against Wang Yuyan.
Qin Xuan wouldn't mind making Liu Junjiang the next Jin Shikai.
"Take care of yourself." Glancing at Liu Junjiang, Qin Xuan turned and left.
Xiong Ziyi, who was on the side, finally came to her senses. She glanced at Liu Junjiang, whose face was contorted in pain, leaning in the corner. A trace of fear flickered within her. Then, she looked at Qin Xuan's receding back and quickly followed him.
He had wanted to enjoy some time without Wang Yuyan, that bothersome spirit, over a cup of coffee. He hadn't expected such an incident to occur, completely ruining his mood for coffee.
"Things are unpredictable, the big constants encompass the small constants," Qin Xuan murmured to himself with a slight sigh.