Supreme Warrior in the City
Chapter 476 - 475 Do You Know Who Chen Benhao Is?

Chapter 476: Chapter 475 Do You Know Who Chen Benhao Is?

Young Master Huang swallowed hard, and with a trembling voice said to Su Yang, "Master Su, we... we will leave Pingnan Province right away, and we will never come back. Please show mercy and spare us this time..."

"Even though I, Su Yang, am not a figure that defies heaven, I at least keep my word." Su Yang spoke leisurely, "Since I’ve said that I don’t want to see you two in Pingnan Province, I must stick to my word. If I were to let you go just like that, then who would take what I, Su Yang, say seriously in the future?"

Both of their expressions changed. Master Lü said with a tremble, "Master Su, we really didn’t mean to offend you... please... please spare us..."

Su Yang didn’t say anything. Chen Benhao spoke slowly, "Ah, Old Su, after all, they are our friends from the Capital. Why must you be so relentless?"

"Since you’ve spoken, I’ll give you some face!" Su Yang said, "But their apology doesn’t seem very sincere, does it!"

"You want sincerity, right? Easy!" Chen Benhao turned to the two, "Come on, kneel down, kowtow three times to Su Yang, and I’ll let you go on my command!"

"What?" The two were stunned; after all, they were the influential young masters from the Capital. If they were to kneel and kowtow to Su Yang here, once word got back, how could they continue to hold their heads high?

"What’s the matter? Is it too difficult?" Chen Benhao said, "If it’s too difficult, then forget it, let’s pretend I never said anything. Su Yang, you don’t have to give me face!"

"Heh heh..." Su Yang chuckled softly, picking up two chopsticks.

The two were almost scared to pee themselves, especially Young Master Huang, who had suffered a great loss under these chopsticks wielded by Su Yang before. His leg was still in a plaster cast.

"Master Su, please... give us a chance..." Master Lü said with his voice trembling.

Su Yang didn’t say a word, just took out one chopstick and casually pointed it at Young Master Huang.

Young Master Huang’s face changed instantly, and several expressions flashed across his face before he finally gritted his teeth and bent down to kneel.

Seeing Young Master Huang giving in, Master Lü, despite his reluctance, finally slowly bent down and knelt too. A wise man does not fight when the odds are against him, and with Su Yang’s character, they had no doubt he would actually kill them right there!

Everyone inside the room changed expression, especially the people of the Zhou Family; they were all stunned. These two young masters from the Capital actually knelt down?

"Kowtow!" Chen Benhao said with dissatisfaction, "Kneeling without speaking, what’s the point?"

Suppressing the rage and humiliation in their hearts, they still kowtowed three loud times in all earnestness.

"That’s more like it!" Chen Benhao waved his hand, "I decide; you two can go. Don’t thank me; I’m just doing what’ I should be doing since we are, after all, friends from the Capital!"

With heads hung low, they dejectedly walked away. Their trip to Pingnan Province had resulted in complete loss of face, and they couldn’t wait to leave Pingnan Province not a moment longer.

The young man with short hair quietly followed them out and stopped the two at the door, saying with a trembling voice, "Master Lü, Young Master Huang, what... what are you doing..."

"Damn it, do you still have the face to speak!" Master Lü glared, "You damn bastard, you trying to get us killed? To hell with it, I’m not done with you yet!"

"No, gentlemen, you’re from the Capital, why fear a man with the surname Su?" The young man with short hair said anxiously, "He might have some clout in Pingnan, but how can that compare with you, the great young masters of the Capital?"

"You don’t know shit!" Master Lü shouted angrily, "Do you know who the person next to him is?"

"Who?" The young man with short hair asked curiously, genuinely wondering about the situation.

"Chen Benhao, never heard of him?" Master Lü glared as he spoke.

The short-haired youth shook his head in utter confusion.

"Go fuck yourself, you haven’t heard of Chen Benhao from the Capital? What the fuck are you still doing alive!" bellowed Master Lü. "He’s from the Chen Family of the Capital, Chen Benhong’s own younger brother, ranked among the top three of the Capital’s younger generation. You don’t fucking know any of this?"

"The Chen Family of the Capital?" The short-haired youth’s eyes almost popped out—he, of course, knew of them. He had also heard the name Chen Benhong, the undeniably distinguished young master of the Capital.

This Chen Benhao was actually Chen Benhong’s own brother, a member of the Chen Family? Any of these identities could crush the entire Pingnan Province!

And what was crucial was that this Chen Benhao himself was ranked among the top three of the young generation in the Capital?

The younger generation of the Capital was indeed a league of extraordinary talents and countless heroes. To be ranked in the top three among them, how exceedingly exceptional must Chen Benhao be?

"You bunch of idiots, can’t you pick someone else to offend?" Master Lü cursed angrily: "You provoke Su Yang and even Chen Benhao, do you fuckers think you have too many days left? Fuck, if you want to die, that’s your business, but you had to drag me into this. Are you trying to get me killed with you? You son of a bitch, I’m not done with you. If you don’t die this time, I will make sure you do later!"

The short-haired youth’s face turned pale with panic, his voice trembling, "Master Lü, I really didn’t know..."

"I don’t give a damn whether you knew or not, I’m not done with you over this!" Master Lü cursed once more and ran off with Young Master Huang in a fluster.

The short-haired youth was distraught; he knew that the Zhou Family and the rest of them were truly doomed this time. Having provoked such fiends, did they have any hope of surviving?

"The one with the short hair outside, are you planning to run away?" Chen Benhao’s voice suddenly came from the room.

The short-haired youth indeed planned to flee, but he knew he stood no chance of escape.

Dejected, he returned to the room, where all the Zhou Family members were hanging their heads low, their faces looking incredibly distressed.

"So, how is it?" Su Yang spoke with a smile, "Gentlemen, do you have any more young masters from the Capital, from abroad, from outer space to threaten us with? If not, let’s talk business, shall we?"

The crowd hung their heads in silence, having no more leverage to rely on.

"Although I, Su Yang, can’t compare to the Zhou Family’s vast holdings and influence, I do care about my reputation. You insulted my friend and me; this matter requires an explanation," Su Yang said leisurely. "Tell me, how should we resolve this?"

With their heads low, the Zhou Family members remained silent for a long while, until Young Master Zhou spoke in a low voice, "Master Su, you tell us how to resolve it. We... we will do as you say..."

Su Yang replied with a smile, "Oh, that’s simple. Let’s have a trial by blade..."

Young Master Zhou almost cried out, "Master Su, can we... can we not use that method? We... we really realize our mistake..."

"Then what do you want me to do!" Su Yang said, spreading his hands. "With all that you’ve done, I can’t let you leave here alive. Otherwise, how can I keep up my image in the provincial capital?"

Their faces filled with extreme awkwardness, they had no doubt that Su Yang might actually kill them.

"How about this..." Su Yang suddenly said, "Call over your parents and the Family Head, let them come and apologize to me personally. That would carry more weight, wouldn’t it?"

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