Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 439: Don’t Do This

Therefore, Red Wolf was the first to shout: "Qi Ershu, what does tea mean? We all understand, but I suggest you don’t do that. Mr. Yang is someone of importance!"

"Military matters? Isn’t it? Then where is my family’s dignity? Where is Qi Wenguang’s dignity?"

Qi Wenguang sneered disdainfully: "Grab this kid and send him to the Public Department for investigation!"

"Yes!"

When the four heard Qi Wenguang’s words, they immediately grabbed Yang Datian without hesitation.

When Red Wolf and Green Scorpion saw them, they exchanged glances, each grabbing one of the four men. They moved sideways and tossed them aside.

Suddenly, all four men collapsed on the ground.

"You... what did you do to my uncle?"

Love at first sight stared at Qi Wenguang. He crouched on the ground, remaining silent. Even though Qi Daxuan wasn’t the sharpest, he could sense something was wrong.

"What did you do?"

Yang Datian slowly sat back on the sofa and spoke faintly: "Make him kneel!"

Make him kneel?

Who exactly is Qi Wenguang?

He is the second master of the Qi Family. He’s also the director of the Investigation Department of the Public Department. What would he do if you said he’s jealous? fгeewёbnoѵel_cσm

When everyone heard Yang Datian’s words, they felt his remarks were overly presumptuous!

The issue was that Qi Wenguang actually knelt before Yang Datian, leaving them speechless!

"Uncle, get up, get up!"

Seeing his uncle behaving this way in front of everyone, neither Qi Daxuan nor Qi Hanshi could tolerate Yang Datian’s words. They hurried forward to help Qi Wenguang.

However, no matter how they tried to move Qi Wenguang, his legs seemed nailed to the ground, completely still!

Even though he was crouched with a distorted expression, only his eyeballs moved continuously, showing his helplessness.

Watching his second uncle, Qi Daxuan looked once more at Yang Datian and said: "You must let my uncle get up, or I won’t let you leave!"

"You can keep calling people; maybe your second uncle will stand up on his own!"

Yang Datian spoke, picked up the nearby red wine, continued drinking, and paid no attention to Qi Daxuan.

Qi Daxuan saw this and was so furious his chest nearly exploded, but he knew he wasn’t Yang Datian’s match. His second uncle’s situation here was profoundly bizarre.

All he could do was grit his teeth and say: "Fine! Fine! You wait for me!"

With that, Qi Daxuan picked up his phone once more...

About twenty minutes passed.

As everyone stood by Qi Daxuan and stayed with Yang Tian in the private room, the door to the room opened once again.

A majestic man who resembled Qi Wenguang entered the room with his entourage.

The first thing he said as he entered was in a low voice: "Who dares to defy my family’s dignity in Yanjing?"

"Dad!"

When Qi Hanshi saw the man, he immediately stepped forward and pointed at Yang Datian: "That’s the country bumpkin! Not only did he attack my brother, he even made my second uncle kneel before him!"

"What? Your uncle..."

The man, Qi Dawen, the family’s patriarch, froze as he saw Qi Wenguang kneeling before Yang Datian.

Qi Daxuan immediately tried to speak.

However, at that very moment, Yang Datian snorted. Qi Wencheng and those behind him stiffened, and just like Qi Wenguang before them, they collapsed and knelt before him.

"Dad? You... this... this..."

Qi Daxuan stared at his father, who, like his uncle, suddenly collapsed entirely without warning.

What was going on?

Earlier, when Yang Datian stood near the second uncle, they assumed Yang Datian must’ve done something secretly. He was close enough; that must’ve been it.

But now, as his father entered the room, Yang Datian didn’t even stand up and was at least two meters away from Qi Wencheng. Yet he still had the same result!

At this point, Yang Datian’s cold voice once again drifted into his ear:

"Keep calling more people!"

More people?

He was even able to subjugate his father; what could they possibly call next!

When Qi Daxuan heard Yang Datian’s words, he almost cried.

Then, at this moment, Qi Hanshi suddenly turned to a young man next to her and said: "Fang Yang, call your father! Do it!"

When they heard this, everyone turned their attention.

Fang Yang’s father—who was he?

The patriarch of the Fang Family, also the Leader of the Public Department.

Clearly, everyone assumed Yang Datian must’ve used magic.

As the Leader of the Public Department, Fang Yi held authority over the department, rumored to involve many extraordinary individuals. Perhaps he really could overpower Yang Datian!

However, Fang Yang immediately shook his head.

Though his father was the Public Department’s Leader and the direct superior of Qi Wenguang, they also contended in Yanjing.

But the patriarch Qi Wencheng wasn’t weaker than his father!

Those guards who entered with Qi Wencheng alongside the Qi Family certainly had their skills.

And yet now they were equally subdued!

Call his father to solve this? How could he dare!

Keenly aware of this, Fang Yang refused outright. But Qi Daxuan, hearing his sister’s words—grasping at straws—promptly took out his phone and said: "Yang Fang, if you don’t call, I will summon Fang Bobo myself!"

Saying this, Qi Daxuan ignored Fang Yang’s resistance and dialed the Fang Family, specifically requesting backup!

Ten minutes later, Qi Daxuan was once again utterly shocked.

It defied logic.

From the back entrance, Hou Family patriarch Hou Zhixue, Tang Family president Tang Tiancai, Hongrun Group chairman Xiang Penghai, and Yanjing’s elite Song Bomming arrived one after another...

These names reverberated through Yanjing City like thunder!

It could even be said that in Yanjing, half the city’s influence leaned upon their support!

Yet at this moment, inside the Emperor Club’s modest private room, those witnessing were stunned into silence. The weaker family members, spared calls to fetch their fathers, counted themselves lucky to avoid kneeling on the ground.

From powerful figures to juniors, all stood dumbfounded, feeling as though they were trapped in a dream.

Because at this very moment, these giants—who commanded respect and instilled trembling fear day in and day out—had converged upon this unremarkable private room.

And without exception, everyone who entered, without saying a word beyond brief exchanges, fell to their knees before Yang Datian.

The sight was shockingly uniform, impossibly synchronized.

As for Yang Datian, he didn’t spare their kneeling a glance, still focusing on Qi Daxuan as he repeated his command, urging him to summon more individuals.

The one speaking few words was none other than Yang Datian himself!

Yet Qi Xuan appeared utterly broken by now.

Seeing those kneeling, unable to speak or move, their expressions frozen in terror, Qi Daxuan knew full well—he was doomed!

In this instant, they embodied the connections of various fathers who stood powerful in their own capacity but collectively represented Qi Daxuan’s intricate web of reliance or coercion.

In the brief span of two hours, Yang Datian had wielded a simple yet shockingly oppressive influence, forcing Yanjing City’s wealthiest and most influential parents to collectively assemble within this tiny private room.

Now, those figures were all crouched meekly before Yang Datian. Without even questioning Yang Datian’s final motives, it was absolutely certain: once this scene concluded, they’d undoubtedly tear Qi Daxuan apart—despite the Qi Family backing him. Qi Jia would struggle to shield him from their wrath.

And at this precise moment, hearing Yang Datian persist with his bidding, Qi Daxuan suddenly fell into despair and murmured weakly: "No, there’s truly no one else!"

"No one else?"

Yang Datian smiled faintly.

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