Absolute silence fell over the scene. Not a sound could be heard, not even a heartbeat or a breath.

Only pairs of shocked eyes flashed wildly within their sockets, radiating astonishment.

From Luo Sulan's words, they had all discerned that this fellow named Chen Yang was completely unwelcome in the Qin Family, his status so low it could be described as humble.

Because of this, they had naturally overlooked his presence.

Unexpectedly...

They thought he was a low-tier player, but it turned out he was the king!

Qin Song and Luo Sulan were even more shocked than the others, horrified to their very core.

How is this possible? He's just a good-for-nothing piece of trash! By what right?

Qin Mo covered her mouth in shock, staring at Chen Yang without moving.

Qin Qiu's chest heaved, his eyes full of suspicion and confusion.

"Besides the flowers, I also brought a bottle of wine." Into the deathly stillness, Qi Zhentian took a bottle of wine from Qi Feng and spoke again. "Although the Martial Association orchestrated the matter, I am also at fault!"

"Today, I sincerely apologize to you, to Qin Donglai, and to the entire Qin Family."

As he spoke, Qi Zhentian bowed to Chen Yang and then bowed separately to Qin Qiu and the others, as well as to Qin Donglai's tombstone.

The perpetually proud and unruly Qi Feng followed suit without a word, his obedience uncharacteristic.

Is this really Qi Zhentian?

This scene nearly made the surrounding crowd's eyes pop out of their sockets!

The esteemed Qi Zhentian, humbling himself so deeply?

"At least you know your place."

Chen Yang glanced at him indifferently, but his next words were as shocking as thunder. "However, a mere apology is far from enough."

"Kneel before the grave and give my father-in-law three resounding kowtows."

The crowd was struck dumb.

This guy... does he have any idea who he's talking to? This is beyond audacious—it's suicidal!

People often make humiliating concessions under duress, but there is always a limit, a bottom line.

Once that bottom line is crossed, most people turn hostile.

Even the meekest man has a spark of temper, let alone a powerful figure like Qi Zhentian, who was used to being on top!

In their view, Chen Yang was simply pushing his luck.

This was especially true for Qin Song and Luo Sulan, whose hearts were about to burst from fear, their faces ashen.

Qi Zhentian's expression changed slightly, but he ultimately nodded. "Alright, alright."

In front of this powerhouse, what right did he have to bargain?

Subsequently, he and Qi Feng knelt on both knees and respectfully kowtowed three times toward Qin Donglai's tombstone.

Qin Qiu was speechless.

Luo Sulan was speechless.

The entire crowd was speechless.

This has to be an illusion, right?

Despite the reality unfolding before their very eyes, no one could believe what they were seeing.

That wasn't just some nobody; that was Qi Zhentian, the Qi Family Patriarch, head of one of Lingjin City's eight great families! A renowned and powerful figure!

Yet here he was, acting like a grandson, kowtowing in apology to a dead man?

Has Qi Zhentian completely abandoned his dignity?

However, it wasn't over.

After kowtowing, he lit three incense sticks and bowed three more times. Then, he and Qi Feng began to clean up trash around the grave and pull out weeds. Even though the gravestone was already spotless, they still wiped it with their own sleeves.

They were extremely earnest, meticulously so.

GULP.

The sound of swallowing echoed through the crowd, one after another.

Chen Yang found it all highly amusing and waved his hand. "Alright, that's enough!"

Only then did Qi Zhentian and Qi Feng stop. Wiping the sweat from their foreheads, they smiled and waited for Chen Yang's next command.

"This person," Chen Yang said, pointing at Qin Song. "Do you actually know him? Tell the truth, it's fine."

Qi Zhentian immediately looked at Qi Feng, a hint of nervousness in his eyes.

Cold sweat dripped down Qi Feng's face as he answered honestly, "Thinking back, I believe I saw him once or twice at a dinner party. But I've met far too many people like him. They might consider me a friend, but it's difficult for me to remember them all."

Qin Song's face turned crimson once more. The words were tantamount to stripping away his pride, leaving him completely exposed.

He realized the social connections he was so proud of meant nothing; the other party hadn't regarded him as anyone important at all. Exchanging phone numbers had been nothing more than a polite gesture.

And yet, the poor man had cherished it, showing it off at every opportunity.

An invisible, giant slap struck him across the face. The pain he felt now was as immense as the pride he had felt before.

"Alright, you can go now," Chen Yang nodded and waved them away.

Qi Zhentian and Qi Feng turned and left immediately, not daring to linger for a second.

As they departed, many in the crowd fixed their gazes on Qin Song, their expressions full of scorn.

"That guy really knows how to put on a show. I actually thought he was close with the Qi Family."

"That's a brutal slap to the face. He'll probably remember that for the rest of his life!"

"And that old woman… thinking about what she said earlier makes me want to laugh. Haha…"

Luo Sulan's entire face turned a livid purple. Every mocking jeer was like a steel needle piercing her skin. The pain and shame were suffocating her.

Qin Song clenched his fists tightly, grinding his teeth so hard they threatened to shatter.

Did I get the wrong script again?

"What are you all crowding around for? Scram, all of you!" Only when Chen Yang spoke did the crowd gradually disperse.

Facing the questioning gazes from Qin Qiu and the others, Chen Yang knew he couldn't dodge the issue. He spread his hands and said, "The Qi Family is connected to my father-in-law's death. As it happens, a martial arts friend of mine managed to get some leverage on them."

"I used that leverage to force Qi Zhentian to come and pay his respects at my father-in-law's grave today."

Accustomed to telling tall tales, Chen Yang fabricated the story on the spot. Though it was riddled with holes, he didn't care in the slightest, prepared to stick to his story no matter what.

Qin Qiu's brow furrowed as he instinctively asked, "What's the connection?"

"It's all about that prescription," Chen Yang said briefly, weaving another lie.

Then he waved his hand dismissively. "We'll talk about this back home. First, let's pay our respects! Oh, right, Qin Song. Didn't you say you wanted to apologize to my father-in-law? Come on, your performance may begin."

Seething with rage, Qin Song envied Chen Yang's luck, and his gaze turned incredibly venomous.

「Outside Anwu Cemetery.」

"Grandpa, when I knelt today, I knelt away the entire Qi Family's dignity!" Qi Feng said dejectedly inside a commercial van.

A savage grin twitched at the corner of Qi Zhentian's mouth. "Don't worry. I will soon take it all back, with interest!"

"I've received word that the Martial Association's top masters are already on their way to Lingjin City! This time, the Martial Association is determined to eliminate that piece of trash!"

"Good!" Qi Feng slapped his thigh and roared, "I want to see him die with my own eyes!"

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