If the other side hadn't used a gun to threaten Zhou Hanyun and the others, Yang Yan wouldn't have bothered to pursue the matter.

But since he did, he must be prepared to face the consequences.

"What happened just now was a misunderstanding. After all, the young master didn't harm anyone, so why be so aggressive?"

The burly man stared at Yang Yan and said slowly.

Facing Yang Yan, he didn't know why the fear within him kept growing stronger.

He had experienced violence before.

Not just knives, even bullets he had endured.

Yet when this young man stood before him, the feeling was as if he was facing a prehistoric beast, stifling him, almost making him breathless.

"Misunderstanding?"

Yang Yan finished speaking, then suddenly charged at the burly man.

The burly man didn't even have time to react before a sharp pain struck his left hand.

He looked down, his left hand was already twisted beyond recognition.

However, despite the intense pain, he only let out a slight grunt and stayed quiet.

"Oh?"

Yang Yan looked at the burly man with some surprise.

He had completely dislocated the man's joints.

That kind of pain was unbearable for most, yet this guy only grunted.

"Is this enough, sir?"

The burly man looked at Yang Yan and said with some difficulty.

"Get lost! If you dare come to our house again, beware of your life."

Yang Yan said coldly.

The burly man took one last look at Yang Yan, then, without saying another word, opened the door and led his young master inside.

"Are you alright?"

Yang Yan turned around and looked at Zhou Hanyun with concern.

"Hmph! Even if you hadn't come, dad, we could have handled this by ourselves."

Beside him, Ruyi said unhappily.

Earlier, she was planning to turn them into stone.

But then she sensed they had no malicious intent, so she let it go.

She hadn't expected Yang Yan to suddenly appear and directly teach them a lesson.

"Yes! Our family's Ruyi is the best. Next time you encounter such a thing, make sure to protect your mom!"

Yang Yan lovingly patted Ruyi's head, encouraging her with a smile.

"Hmm! Next time I'll be like dad, show no mercy to those who deserve it."

Ruyi nodded heavily, speaking very seriously.

Zhou Hanyun wanted to say something but swallowed her words.

Meanwhile, in another room, the man looked at the burly tattooed man's hand and said with concern:

"Biao, are you okay? Need to go to the hospital?"

"No problem, Young Master, no need to worry. Although this hand looks terribly twisted, the truth is the other person just dislocated my joint."

"Later, I just need someone to set the bone. Luckily, he showed mercy, otherwise, this hand would be truly done for."

The burly man said with a bitter smile.

"What! That's mercy? I think that guy was too brutal. Even if I threatened his family, it was a fake gun, and I already apologized."

The man said a bit indignantly.

"Young Master, you're wrong. The other person truly showed mercy. Otherwise, given his skill, he wouldn't just ruin a hand; he could take my life in an instant."

"Now he only dislocated my joint. Though painful, with a good doctor it'll heal in a day or two. I consider it fortunate."

The burly man said seriously.

Upon hearing this, the man opened his mouth but remained silent.

He understood the true identity of the man named Biao before him.

In earlier years, Biao was a famous gold-standard mercenary in the Imperial Capital area, with formidable skills.

So since he said so, the guy from earlier must indeed be terrifyingly strong.

What he didn't know was Biao still held back some truths.

Martial artists often have sharp senses; for him to be completely unaware of how Yang Yan got close left him without any intention to resist.

Moreover, Yang Yan's actions confirmed his suspicions.

Though he had seen many strange individuals over the past few years, he felt relieved after Yang Yan taught him a lesson.

No wonder he felt suffocated, the other was truly immensely powerful.

The burly man glanced at the silent man and squeezed out a wry smile:

"Young Master, you truly don't know your blessings. Day in and day out, you think only of running away. The other side is the Zhao Family's daughter in the Imperial Capital; your marriage would be well-matched."

"Moreover, even if it's a political marriage, as the heir of this family, you have an obligation to face it instead of running away. It's not good for you or the family."

While the burly man was painstakingly advising his young master, Yang Yan's phone rang.

He looked at the phone and found it was an unfamiliar number.

He thought for a moment, then answered.

Immediately, Zheng Peng's familiar voice came through.

"Hey! Big brother, what are you up to?"

On the other end, Zheng Peng cheekily said.

Judging by Zheng Peng's tone, Yang Yan knew there was trouble.

He put the phone aside and said irritably:

"If you have something to say, say it. If it's nonsense, let it out."

"Uh... What kind of talk is that? What do you mean nonsense? I'm bringing you good news. Want to hear or not? If not, I'm hanging up!"

Zheng Peng said with a cold smile.

"Stop wasting time, say it or I'm really hanging up. I'll count to three!"

Yang Yan said coldly and started counting.

Just as he began, Zheng Peng quickly said:

"Tomorrow there's a high-society event in the Imperial Capital. I've got some invitations; planning to give you two tickets, are you going?"

The Imperial Capital was different from other places; many things required status, not just money.

Like this event, if it belonged to Zheng Peng's family, it would surely be suitable.

But judging by his tone, this invitation seemed unrelated to his family.

"That's it? Not interested!"

Yang Yan refused without hesitation.

Then prepared to really hang up.

"Wait, big brother, hold on, please wait!"

"Speak!"

Yang Yan coldly commanded.

Zheng Peng knew he wasn't joking and didn't dare to delay, quickly saying:

"The event tomorrow will have participants from all over the Imperial Capital! And I heard there'll be some extraordinary figures there. Aren't you interested?"

Yang Yan sneered:

"Extraordinary figures? Not interested means not interested! That's it; hanging up."

And with that, he hung up the phone.

But as soon as he hung up, Zheng Peng called again.

Yang Yan reluctantly pressed answer again.

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