69  Chapter 69: I Want You to Bow 3 Times and Kowtow 9 Times!

Liu Rushuang was publicly accused, and her face became extremely embarrassed.

In such a situation, most people didn't actually know who was right or wrong. What they watched was who had more momentum!

Whoever had more momentum appeared to be in the right.

Because usually, the party that was truly in the right had more confidence. Of course, this didn't exclude the shameless ones, who even when in the wrong, appeared righteous, but they were the minority.

Everyone automatically ignored the minority.

At this moment, as Qin Zi gained the upper hand and loudly rebuked, everyone unconsciously sided with Qin Zi.

Thus, their gaze towards Liu Rushuang changed, seemingly saying—How could this Honored Disciple of Wind and Thunder Valley be like this?

"You! You!"

Liu Rushuang, angry, pointed at Qin Zi, seemingly ready to say something harsh, but considering her status, found it inappropriate and had to give up.

She prepared to leave.

Then, Qin Zi blocked her path and said calmly, "After throwing dirty water on someone, shouldn't you explain clearly before leaving?"

"Move aside."

Liu Rushuang said coldly.

"Apologize."

Qin Zi refused to yield an inch.

"Move aside."

Liu Rushuang said again.

"Apologize!"

Qin Zi raised his voice.

Liu Rushuang stopped speaking.

Her eyes slowly squinted, and a few cold glints shot from her pupils, "Do you really think what you saw just now is all of my strength?"

"I don't care how much strength you have; if you don't apologize to my junior sister today, I'll crush you into pieces!"

Qin Zi laughed coldly and forcefully.

"Senior Brother Qin Zi, let it go."

At this moment, Shui Qingrou stepped forward and timidly tugged Qin Zi's arm, wanting to make peace.

"Junior sister, don't be afraid. With me here, no one can bully you." Qin Zi turned his head, smiled, and patted Shui Qingrou's small hand.

Shui Qingrou's pretty face turned slightly red, and she lowered her head shyly, not saying anything, displaying the demeanor of a little wife letting her senior brother take charge.

This affectionate scene fell into the eyes of the Eldest Prince Yang Qitian, making his expression grow even colder.

In other words, he was overwhelmed with "dog food"!

He was proud and aloof, dismissive of all beauties. Finally meeting a girl he fancied, he witnessed such a scene.

In his heart, that girl was like a lotus flower in the middle of a pond, quietly blossoming, dancing in the gentle breeze.

She was quiet, undisturbed by the world, simple-minded, uncomplicated, yet persistent, somewhat naive, and a bit cute.

Such a girl was so beautiful, so pure, making him instinctively want to protect her, but not daring to get too close, fearing he might be too abrupt, leaving a frivolous impression in her heart.

To be admired from afar but not desecrated!

In the face of love, everyone is humble. Even if you own the entire world, you still fear she might dislike you…

But now!

This girl, whom he dared not approach lightly, was being flirted with by that so-called chief disciple of the Seven Martial Sect.

And she seemed unperturbed by it.

This made him incredibly furious!!

Even I am careful not to approach her easily, and you dare to play the hero and win her favor in front of her?

Who do you think you are!

Are you worthy?!

This jealous Eldest Prince was now on the verge of exploding, even wanting to smash that despicable face directly!

Any man would feel angry seeing a pretty boy acting cool in front of a woman he loves, even making her admire him.

This anger is irrespective of identity, irrespective of upbringing.

And at this time, Qin Zi continued to speak to Liu Rushuang, "Hurry and apologize to my junior sister. Clean up the mess you made, or… I'll make you lick it clean!"

"You dare!"

Liu Rushuang snapped angrily, puzzled by why he was so fearless.

Did he not realize he was in the Wind and Thunder Valley? How could a mere Nirvana realm genius make waves in a place teeming with powerful beings?

"What wouldn't I dare? Don't push me to act; once I do, you won't keep even a shred of dignity."

Qin Zi said coldly.

He stood tall and strong, having no scruples because he had strong backing—at least he believed so.

"Then let's see how you trample on my dignity!" Liu Rushuang snorted coldly, surrounded by gusts and thunder.

Man fights for a breath, Buddha fights for a stick of incense; once words reached this point, how could she back down?

Even if outmatched, a battle was necessary!

"You're asking for humiliation!"

Qin Zi stepped forward with his right foot, and three golden halos burst from his body, his momentum surged around three times!

Obviously only at the second tier of Nirvana realm, yet the aura seemed more volatile and dangerous than the fourth or fifth tiers.

"You think I'm afraid!"

Liu Rushuang thought Qin Zi had used some Secret Technique, so she also employed a technique of burning her vital blood, her power skyrocketing.

The battle was about to erupt.

And just then, a calm voice sounded.

"Enough."

This voice seemed peaceful but carried undeniable authority, as if just by saying so, it would be so.

Shush!

The crowd turned their heads in unison, and the speaker was none other than the Eldest Prince Yang Qitian!

"Eldest Prince…"

Liu Rushuang turned to face the Eldest Prince, her eyes suddenly showing joy and gratitude, her gaze gentle as water.

Meanwhile, Qin Zi narrowed his eyes, looking fearlessly at Yang Qitian, and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"Let this end here."

Yang Qitian said indifferently, not glancing at Qin Zi. It wasn't pure disdain, but rather not wanting to see it!

"End here? Why?"

Qin Zi teasingly asked.

"I have ample reason to stop your nonsense,"

Yang Qitian stated dominantly from above:

"But if you have to ask why, I can only tell you, for no reason, just because… I said so!"

His words resounded powerfully and firmly.

The surrounding people shivered inwardly, looking at Yang Qitian, a sense of awe inexplicably rising in their hearts.

Is this the spirit of the Royal Family?

Ordinary people, facing a genius of the Royal Family, indeed can't lift their heads.

However, the supposed dignity brought by status was never worth mentioning in front of Qin Zi.

He let out a derisive laugh.

Then ridiculed, "You said it? Then may I ask, what are you? What right do you have to boss me around?"

"Impertinent!"

"Bold!!"

Two voices rang out almost simultaneously, the first from Yang Qitian and the second from the suddenly appearing Old Daoist Monk.

This Old Daoist Monk stood in front of Yang Qitian, his duster pointed at Qin Zi, rebuking sternly, "A mere young brat dares to challenge the Prince, to scorn royal authority, are you seeking death?"

However, Qin Zi completely ignored him, instead tauntingly looking at Yang Qitian and continuing, "So, it's you, a waste who only hides behind an old eunuch to show off!"

"This insolent boy is courting death!"

The old eunuch's face turned gloomy, ready to teach this disrespectful junior a lesson.

But Yang Qitian stopped him and stepped forward two steps, standing ahead.

"I understand your arrogance, after all, someone with a bit of power will be arrogant, just like even a dog will bark when full,"

Yang Qitian looked at Qin Zi and said coldly, "However, if you think a Prince is just a hollow title, all I can say is… utterly stupid!"

Bang!

The next moment, a golden beam of light rose from him, piercing through the clouds, his robe flapping in the wind as he spoke coldly.

"Today, I will make you prostrate three times and kowtow nine!"