This guy is calling his own dad!?

How is that possible!

Feng Yuan shook his head, finding it utterly unbelievable.

After all, how could a guy who looked like nothing more than a destitute student have his dad's phone number!!

His dad, Feng Fei, was the CEO and chief executive of Feiteng Group, one of the top domestic entertainment companies. He was a magnate worth tens of billions, controlling countless film and television resources and numerous A-list celebrities.

Such an important person's phone number wasn't something just anyone could get their hands on; it was simply impossible!

"Kid! Stop putting on airs!" Feng Yuan endured the pain in his body and shouted, "You couldn't possibly have my dad's phone number! You're just putting on a damn act! Watch me expose you, you trash!"

As he said that, he picked up his cellphone, dialed a number, and turned on the speakerphone.

Pang Hua and Qian Ping, who had been gripped by fear, regained some composure upon hearing Feng Yuan's words, both letting out a long sigh of relief.

They glared fiercely at Qin Heng. Damn it! We were almost fooled by this kid! Thinking about it, how could anyone get Feng Dong's phone number! This kid must be posturing, trying to bluff!

They just waited for Feng Yuan's "real phone call" to connect, then they could properly deal with this kid!

The very thought of Qin Heng being taught a lesson excited Pang Hua and Qian Ping.

Meanwhile, they both glanced at Qu Linglong—her pure, beautiful face and perfect figure were just too tempting!

Even if it was primarily for Young Master Feng to enjoy, we could probably still get a taste, play with whatever he left behind!

However, just as Pang Hua and Qian Ping were fantasizing about the future, a familiar voice came from Feng Yuan's cellphone: "I'm sorry, the number you have dialed is currently busy. Please try again later..."

He hadn't gotten through?

He's probably in a meeting, Feng Yuan thought. He looked up at Qin Heng, who was still on his call, and scoffed, "Kid, let's see how long you can keep this up. My dad's in a meeting right now; I'll send him a text."

With that, Feng Yuan composed and sent a text message, the gist of which was: Dad, some broke-ass student claims to have your phone number. It's ridiculous!

DING-DONG!

A text message notification sounded from Qin Heng's phone—not his own phone, but from the other end of the call.

Evidently, the person Qin Heng was talking to had also received the text message.

"!??"

Feng Yuan was a bit dazed. This is too much of a coincidence!

Pang Hua and Qian Ping were also stunned. Just a moment ago, they were waiting to see Qin Heng get humiliated by Feng Yuan.

But looking at the situation now...

Something seems off!

Qin Heng walked over to Feng Yuan and said coolly to the person on the phone, "Feng Fei, you received your son's text message, right? Don't you have anything to say?"

With that, he turned on the speakerphone.

Feng Yuan still didn't believe it, snorting, "Kid, you're pretty good! Going all out with the act, even simulating the sound of my text message arriving. You think I'd really..."

THUD!

The sound of knees hitting the floor came from the other end of Qin Heng's phone—apparently, someone had knelt.

Then came a roar, "Feng Yuan! You little bastard! Apologize to Young Master Qin immediately! Do you want to bankrupt Feiteng, to ruin our Feng family!!"

The voice was filled with such fury it sounded as if it was about to burst from the phone, grab Feng Yuan by the neck, and force him to kowtow and apologize to Qin Heng!

Clearly, he was agitated to the extreme!

Feng Yuan was instantly dumbfounded, an expression of utter disbelief on his face, as if he had seen a ghost. He cried out in horror, "Dad! Is it really you! How is this possible! How could he have your phone number!?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was indeed his father, Feng Fei!

What the hell! Impossible!! He still found it hard to believe!

"Feng Fei, you've heard it yourself," Qin Heng said indifferently. "I didn't lie to you. You should know what to do next."

"Yes, yes, yes, Young Master Qin, I understand." Feng Fei's voice from the other end was utterly humble and deferential, practically placing himself in the position of a servant. "I'll book a flight to Tianhai right away and bring that boy to your doorstep to apologize."

"Come to my doorstep to apologize?" Qin Heng sneered. "Feng Fei! Who do you think you are? Do you think just anyone can come to the Qins' door? And are you qualified to make me waste my time accepting your apology? Think before you speak!"

BANG! BANG! BANG!!

A series of frantic kowtowing sounds came from the other end of the phone. Feng Fei's voice trembled with fear as he said, "Young Master Qin, I was wrong! I was inconsiderate! When I arrive in Tianhai, I will spend three hundred million yuan to book all the advertising displays in the Qins' Port shopping malls to play Feng Yuan's apology video on rotation. You won't have to meet in person; it absolutely won't waste your precious time."

"No need for a video; he's too ugly. Text will do," Qin Heng said indifferently. "Feng Fei, at least you have some brains. Otherwise, by tomorrow, you'd be out of Feiteng, and people from Daqin Group would take over all its operations. For now, I'll observe. Alright, that will be all."

Having said that, Qin Heng hung up. He looked down at Feng Yuan, who had collapsed on the ground, and snorted, "Feng Yuan, did you hear what Feng Fei said?"

"You! Who exactly are you!?" Feng Yuan, stripped of all his earlier arrogance, trembled all over. He looked at Qin Heng with a face full of terror and stammered, "Why... why is my dad so afraid of you!!"

"My identity?" Qin Heng scoffed, then with an indifferent expression, he lifted his leg and kicked Feng Yuan more than ten meters away. He then said coolly, "A creature as insignificant as an ant, and you think you're qualified to ask about my identity? Go back and ask Feng Fei!"

Feng Yuan slid more than ten meters across the ground, his clothes worth millions torn and shredded. His body was covered in wounds, and he curled up in agony.

He didn't even dare to scream in pain, a stark contrast to his earlier self.

The surrounding onlookers stared at Qin Heng in extreme shock, wondering about his identity and status. Just who was he?

This was too powerful, simply unbelievable!!

A few words had frightened the CEO of Feiteng Group into kneeling and begging for mercy. Even the members of Tianhai's Four Great Families weren't this powerful!!

Not far away, Xu Chong, having witnessed the entire process, felt a chill run down his spine and his heart pound with lingering fear. It's a good thing Director Li and I repented quickly. Even after transferring Tianlong Group, I can still be a proxy director; there will still be plenty of good days ahead. This Grandmaster Qin is truly ruthless! However, this is a true heroic figure, definitely someone destined for great things!

By this time, Pang Hua and Qian Ping were so terrified their legs had turned to jelly. They wanted to flee but felt as if all their strength had been drained. They sat paralyzed on the ground, unable to move.

Qin Heng glanced at them indifferently, then turned to Qu Linglong and smiled. "Linglong, these two guys had indecent intentions towards you just now. You must have learned the Wolf-proofing technique; you should know what to do."

"...Hmm!!" Qu Linglong was taken aback at first, then nodded earnestly. She turned and delivered a couple of swift groin kicks to Pang Hua and Qian Ping.

BANG! BANG!

It sounded as if balls were being crushed.

"AHH!"

"AHH!"

Pang Hua and Qian Ping rolled on the ground in agony, cold sweat pouring down their faces. Their screams were so sharp they seemed to pierce one's eardrums.

Those around instinctively clenched their legs.

Holy crap! That's fucking ruthless!!

Hearing the screams, Qu Linglong winced slightly and returned to Qin Heng's side.

"Let's go." Qin Heng patted Qu Linglong's head, her hair feeling smooth and soft, and smiled. "We've been delayed by this bunch of trash for so long, I haven't even had a chance to properly show you around my turf."