Heavenly Dragon Doctor Son-in-Law-Chapter 136 - 137: Qin Long, do you believe I will pour this wine on your head!

Chapter 136: Chapter 137: Qin Long, do you believe I will pour this wine on your head!

"Qin Long, if you get scared later, you can hide in the bathroom. Just don’t come out, no matter what."

A chorus of mocking voices rose around them.

Tang Xuewu hurriedly tugged on Qin Long’s sleeve, signaling for him to stop talking. After all, he had already upset Bai He and his friends today; he couldn’t afford to offend them to the point of no return. Otherwise, they might seek retaliation in the future.

「On the other side.」

Inside the Galaxy Club’s most luxurious suite, the Celestial Platform.

The room was a dazzling display of gold and jade, several tiers of opulence above the private room Bai He currently occupied. Crystal chandeliers imported from overseas hung from the ceiling, and the walls were adorned with exquisitely carved jade murals. It was the very definition of extravagance, like a paradise on Earth.

Standing at attention were several rows of young women with stunning figures. They were beautiful, with fair skin and perfect curves, a completely different caliber from the hostesses outside. After all, these were the Galaxy Club’s top-priced Super Courtesans. They stood demurely to the side, not daring to even breathe too loudly.

In the center, a young woman sat in a grand traditional armchair. She had sharp phoenix eyes, a faint scar over her left eye, and was dressed in a fiery red robe. Behind her stood a troop of muscular bodyguards with fierce, intimidating glares. One look was enough to tell they were hardened fighters who had seen bloodshed.

This woman was clearly a person of power. She was in the middle of instructing the top courtesans, imparting various techniques to them.

Nearby, Rui was serving her tea with an attentive smile.

This was Yan Hong, the boss of this territory. Anyone in the underground who saw her would respectfully address her as Sister Hong.

At that moment, a slender, middle-aged man with a gold chain around his neck rushed in, clutching his face.

"Boss Zhang, what happened?" Yan Hong asked, her brow furrowing in concern the moment she saw him.

"I was slapped twice by a reckless little bitch! I’d already apologized, but she wouldn’t listen and just lashed out," the man fumed. "She said her name was Li Min, and her boyfriend is Bai He, your godbrother, Sister Hong! She was unbearably arrogant!"

The slender man sat down, still covering his bruised face.

"Bai He? Isn’t he the guy from Private Room 8?" Rui asked slowly, a flicker of surprise in his eyes.

"Ah Rui, is he a friend of yours?" Yan Hong asked, her eyebrows raised.

"Not a friend, really. He’s just a regular at the Galaxy. A fool with more money than sense," Rui said, waving his hand dismissively. "Apparently his family is in real estate. Rumor is they’re worth a few hundred million."

In truth, Rui looked down on him. He treated Bai He as nothing more than a cash cow to be milked. His earlier greeting was just an act to make Bai He feel important, which in turn would make him spend even more money.

"I’m worth tens of billions! I’m not afraid of some punk! I want payback!" the slender man growled, his eyes ice-cold as he wiped at the mark on his face.

"Boss Zhang, to think he dared to touch you on my turf, and even had the audacity to impersonate my godbrother," Yan Hong said, her voice dangerously low. "I’d really like to see who this person thinks he is. Don’t you worry, Boss Zhang. I will make sure you get your satisfaction. It doesn’t matter if he’s some rich kid. Even if he were a government official, he’d have to learn his place here."

Yan Hong took a sip of her tea, a cold light flashing in her eyes.

"Sister Hong, shall we go and meet him in person?" one of her bodyguards asked respectfully.

"In this tiny Binhai District, who is so important that I, Yan Hong, would need to personally meet them?" she retorted, her brows lifting in disdain as her tone turned icy.

"My mistake, Sister Hong. I’ll have them brought over right away," the bodyguard said quickly. A cruel, mocking glint appeared in his eyes before he turned and led a dozen figures out of the room.

「Meanwhile, in Bai He’s private room.」

The party was in full swing, and fueled by a significant amount of alcohol, everyone was getting loud. They were young, brash, and eager to show off in front of the beautiful women, showing not the slightest bit of fear.

"Qin Long, why did you even come along?" Li Min slurred, glaring at him with drunken malevolence. "Just sitting there like you’re some kind of high and mighty god."

As the saying goes, alcohol gives courage. She seemed to have forgotten the power behind Qin Long’s fists.

Qin Long, for his part, was completely unbothered, his expression calm.

Within seventy-two hours, the Li Family will face bankruptcy and liquidation. Why should I bother with such trivial matters?

"Hey, kid, I bet you’ve never had wine this good," Li Min taunted with a teasing smirk, pouring a glass and shoving it toward Qin Long.

"Li Min, his leg injury will get worse if he drinks," Tang Xuewu said, quickly stepping in front of Qin Long to block the glass.

Qin Long saw Tang Xuewu discreetly wave her hand behind her back and promptly played along. "Yes, my condition will worsen if I drink."

"What, you won’t give me face?" Li Min sneered. "You hit me earlier. And even though Xuewu slapped herself for you, I’m still pissed off. If you don’t drink, you’re disrespecting me! You hit me and you broke Tiantian’s phone. If it weren’t for Xuewu, I’d break your leg right now! I poured this for you myself. If you don’t drink it, I’ll pour it on your head!"

Hearing this, the others began to jeer and egg her on. After all, Bai He was Yan Hong’s godbrother. Dealing with Qin Long would be a piece of cake for him, right? The fact that Bai He hadn’t already made trouble for Qin Long was a show of immense mercy.

Tang Xuewu was at a loss for what to do.

Bai He wrenched the corks from two large bottles of vintage wine and slammed them down on the table in front of Li Min.

"How about this? It’s fine if Qin Long doesn’t drink," Bai He said, his cold gaze fixed on Qin Long. "You pour these two bottles over your own head, and we’ll call this matter settled. How about it? Otherwise, I’ll personally call Sister Hong and have her cripple your other leg." His tone was like ice, leaving no room for argument.

Qin Long was being forced to choose between a beating and utter humiliation.

Except for Tang Xuewu and Jiang Tiantian, everyone else was eagerly waiting to see Qin Long made a fool of. Having two bottles of wine poured over his head would be a tremendous insult.

Bai He was internally ecstatic. As long as Qin Long is forced out, I can find a chance to get Tang Xuewu drunk and have my way with her!

Tang Xuewu looked at Qin Long anxiously. If he refused, Bai He would get angry and call Yan Hong. Qin Long would surely suffer a terrible fate!

"Qin Long is disabled, it’s not convenient for him. I’ll do it," Tang Xuewu said, biting her lip. She reached for a bottle, ready to pour it over her own head.

"Xuewu, are you still protecting this useless cripple?" Bai He roared, instantly flying into a rage. He slammed his hand down on the bottle, stopping her from lifting it as he vented his frustration.

Ignoring him completely, Tang Xuewu reached for the other bottle and began to lift it.

SWOOSH!

Qin Long snatched the bottle from her hand.

"Nobody is pouring any wine," he said, turning to her. "As long as I’m here, no one can hurt you."

With that, Qin Long immediately pulled out his phone. He hadn’t wanted to make things difficult for them, but since they were deliberately courting death, they couldn’t blame him for what came next. They had left him no other choice.

"Since you’ve chosen this path, don’t regret it," Qin Long stated, his expression chilling over as the corner of his mouth curved into a mocking sneer.

"Hahaha, damn, this cripple must be sick in the head!" Li Min shrieked with laughter, planting her hands on her hips and staring at Qin Long with utter contempt. "Do you have any idea who you’re standing in front of? That’s Sister Hong’s godbrother! Yan Hong of Jiangzhong! What, you’re not convinced? You want to call for backup? Go on, then! Hurry up and call someone! I’d love to see who the hell you could possibly get to show up!"

Suddenly, a thunderous shout erupted from outside the door.

"Bai He, get your ass out here!"

"Shit, who the hell is that? They must have a death wish..."