Chapter 7607
I Don't Like Soft-Hearted Friends
"Crack..."
Two crisp, clear cracking sounds of bones breaking were heard.
Shiraishi's knees were crushed by this terrifying pressure, and excruciating pain instantly swept through his entire body.
He let out an extremely shrill scream, his legs buckled, and he collapsed heavily to his knees, blood streaming from his knees, staining the ground beneath him red.
Xiao Chen slowly walked up to him, looking down at him with cold eyes and a flat tone, yet every word struck Bai Shijing's heart like a heavy hammer:
“Last night, you stood by and watched them attack me, and you did nothing to stop me from being seriously injured.”
Today, you gathered these people to plot my murder, and you even intend to eliminate Qin Xianglan as well, to prevent any future trouble.
He paused, then asked with a hint of coldness in his voice, "Tell me, what should I do with you?"
Bai Shijing's face was covered in blood, filled with pain and fear. He raised his head, a last glimmer of hope flashing in his eyes, and pleaded in a hoarse voice:
"I am the head of the Bai family... I am the head of the Bai family in the Central Region!"
"If you kill me, the Bai family won't let you get away with it, and neither will the martial arts world of the Central Region! Please spare my life, and I'll give you money, treasures, and everything you want!"
Xiao Chen looked at him, then suddenly laughed. The laugh was cold and mocking, tinged with disdain. He spoke in a flat tone, "The Bai family?"
He slowly looked around, his gaze sweeping over the corpses scattered on the ground, the heavily injured and unconscious experts, and the chaotic hall. His tone carried a hint of mockery: "Is the Bai family still here?"
Bai Shijing trembled violently, as if struck by lightning. He froze instantly, and the glimmer of hope in his eyes was replaced by endless despair... He finally realized that his Bai family was truly finished.
Those skilled fighters who followed him were either killed or seriously injured;
Those forces that had allied with him were also completely wiped out;
His proud Bai family was as fragile as paper in front of Xiao Chen, utterly vulnerable.
At this moment, Shiraishi's expression was completely filled with extreme horror. His pupils shrank to pinpoints, and the color drained from his face instantly, even turning his lips bluish-black.
His back felt as if it had been crushed by a massive boulder, causing him to hunch over involuntarily. Every bone in his body trembled slightly, making it difficult for him to even stand. He could only barely support himself, staring intently ahead.
Behind Xiao Chen, a golden, imposing war god phantom, like an ancient behemoth, was firmly locked onto him.
The oppressive force emanating from the depths of his soul surged forth like a tidal wave, making it difficult for him to breathe, as if he were about to be crushed by this pressure at any moment.
He felt that the phantom of the God of War looked incredibly familiar.
Back at the top of Wanhua Mountain, he caught a glimpse of it from afar and thought he was just seeing things because he was too nervous, assuming it was just an illusion created by Xiao Chen's aura. But now, seeing it up close, he was shocked to realize...
That wasn't an illusion, it was real!
It is a real, solidified phantom of the God of War!
This Xiao Chen truly possesses such an incredible trump card, and carries the phantom of a war god!
An intense, almost overwhelming aura of death clung tightly to his body; with every breath, the scent of death permeated his very being.
Bai Shi was shocked, but he knew perfectly well that this evil star had barged into the Bai family today with a menacing attitude, clearly here to settle old scores. This time, he was truly doomed and had no chance of survival.
Unlike the others, he didn't kneel down and beg for mercy; he simply stood there silently.
Only his bloodshot eyes, filled with stubbornness and resentment, stared straight at Xiao Chen, trembling all over but refusing to lower his head... He was, after all, the head of the Bai family, and even if he were to die, he should die with some dignity.
Suddenly, a chill ran through him, and his expression grew even more horrified...
He sensed that Xiao Chen's aura was much stronger than it had been during the battle at Wanhua Mountain, clearly indicating that he had broken through!
Moreover, it was a qualitative leap; the difference in strength compared to before was like heaven and earth!
In the battle at Wanhua Mountain, he clearly saw Xiao Chen being surrounded and attacked by dozens of people, seriously injured and on the verge of death. How come after only one night, not only did his injuries not worsen, but he also broke through his realm and his strength increased dramatically?
What kind of freak is this? How can there be such a defying-the-sky person in the world!
Just as Bai Shi was deeply shocked and his thoughts were churning, Xiao Chen's calm words slowly fell, without the slightest ripple, yet like a judgment of fate, each word cold and piercing straight to the heart:
You owe my friend a slap.
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned to look at Qin Xianglan behind him, his tone still calm, but with an undeniable certainty: "Qin Xianglan, you come. He won't dare to fight back."
Upon hearing Xiao Chen's command, Qin Xianglan subconsciously raised her hand, her fingertips trembling slightly. But just as she was about to strike, she stopped and couldn't bring herself to hit him.
Bai Shijing was, after all, Bai Qiaoli's father. Although the two did not meet often and had little interaction, Bai Shijing had at least treated her warmly and was not bad to her.
Even though she felt she had no choice but to slap her best friend's father, and he deserved it, she couldn't bring herself to do it; she was filled with hesitation and inner struggle.
Xiao Chen took in her hesitation, and his tone instantly turned cold, devoid of any warmth, carrying a hint of barely perceptible disappointment:
“Miss Qin, if you don’t want to take action, then forget it. But I don’t like friends who are soft-hearted.”
His words were understated, yet carried a clear message…
If Qin Xianglan hadn't struck him with that palm today, he would have been utterly disappointed. At the very least, he would no longer have much contact with Qin Xianglan, and he would no longer consider her one of his own.
In the dog-eat-dog world of martial arts, those who are too soft-hearted will only bring endless trouble upon themselves and will ultimately never achieve anything great.
Qin Xianglan naturally sensed the coldness in Xiao Chen's words and understood his attitude; her hesitation was instantly replaced by determination.
His eyes sharpened, and without further hesitation, he raised his hand and slapped Bai Shijing across the face!
"Snapped!"
A crisp, loud slap echoed in the silent hall, particularly jarring.
A bright red palm print instantly appeared on Bai Shijing's face, so clear that even the fingerprints were clearly visible.
Bai Shijing was knocked to the side by the blow, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. He abruptly turned his head back, his eyes bloodshot, and like a madman, he roared in a low, hoarse voice:
"You vile woman, how dare you hit me! If I don't die, I will tear you to pieces and wipe out your entire Qin family!"
Before she finished speaking, Qin Xianglan did not hesitate at all and slapped him hard again, with even more force than the previous slap. The sound of "smack" echoed through the hall once more.
Her cool voice then rang out slowly, her tone firm and without the slightest hesitation:
"The first slap was for myself, for you allowing your men to injure me; this slap is for Mr. Xiao, for you shouldn't have provoked him, shouldn't have joined forces with others to attack him... You really shouldn't have." (End of Chapter)