The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign-Chapter 154 - 151: Child, You Are Still Too Young!

"Give me a chance, okay?"

Qin Shuai could swear to the heavens that this was, without a doubt, the most humiliating moment of his life. But he had no choice. Whether for his own sake or for the Qin family’s, he had to bow his head.

Ma Yunbin licked his lips and snorted, casting a seemingly casual glance at Qin Fan, who gave a slight, imperceptible nod in return. Qin Fan had no need to borrow Ma Yunbin’s power to deal with this piece of trash who had insulted his family.

"If there’s a next time, I guarantee that even kneeling and kowtowing will be futile!" Ma Yunbin said coldly, glancing at him with contempt before walking away.

Seeing Ma Yunbin’s retreating figure, Qin Shuai finally breathed a sigh of relief. He moved over to Qin Fan’s family of three and lowered his voice. "Amusing, isn’t it?"

"Yes, HAHA!" Before Qin Chu and Wei Shuying could speak, Qin Fan burst into loud laughter.

"Heh... If it weren’t for you and your useless family, I wouldn’t have been so thoroughly embarrassed. Rest assured, I’ve taken note of this. I’m not done with you. Not by a long shot!" Qin Shuai sneered through Qin Fan’s laughter, his voice turning frigid with rage.

At this moment, he directed the full blame for his humiliation onto Qin Fan’s family. In his view, if he hadn’t encountered this worthless family, he never would have said those things. And if he hadn’t said those things, he wouldn’t have offended Ma Yunbin. If he hadn’t offended Ma Yunbin, he wouldn’t have suffered such humiliation.

That’s just how despicable human nature can be. When people are powerless to act on their hatred for the strong, they often shift the blame and humiliation onto the weak. Since they can’t get revenge on the powerful, they transfer their anger to any weaker party involved. They know this is the only way to find some sense of vindictive pleasure.

Clearly, Qin Shuai was one of them. He didn’t even dare to face Ma Yunbin, so how could he possibly stand up to Qin Fan, the very person Ma Yunbin had to bow to? Heaven only knows!

"Careful now, he’s not that far away! HAHA!" With an undisguised look of mockery, Qin Fan pointed to Ma Yunbin’s retreating back and laughed playfully.

This startled Qin Chu all over again. Wei Shuying, too, panicked at their son’s reckless words. How could they not know what kind of person Qin Shuai was? If they really burned their bridges, life would definitely become difficult for their son. Panicked, she grabbed Qin Fan’s arm. "Let’s go!"

Letting his mother pull him along, Qin Fan maintained a faint, playful smile. The silent prelude to a confrontation between him and Qin Shuai—and indeed, the entire Qin family—had begun.

This was something Qin Chu and Wei Shuying did not know and could not have imagined. As for Qin Shuai, even if he had known, he would have only sneered contemptuously at their audacity.

Yes, a discarded son of the Qin family, a worthless outcast—what could he possibly use for revenge? What could he use to fight back? Voicing such a thing would only make him a laughingstock, ridiculed for a fool’s dream!

Watching the retreating figures of Qin Fan’s family, Qin Shuai licked his lips sinisterly. "Very good. Excellent. Your worthless family was given a path to walk, but you chose to cross me instead! I just hope you don’t come to regret it too soon!" he said in a chilling voice.

His inner fury was about to explode. Qin Fan, a worthless coward that anyone could step on, dared to speak to him like that? He was courting death!

"Young Master Qin, are... are we still going in?" a young man behind Qin Shuai asked hesitantly.

"We’re going in. Why wouldn’t we? Don’t forget, I came here for the land!" With that, Qin Shuai reached up to rub his still-stinging cheek, and a deep gloom clouded his eyes.

「Fushan Cloud Residence.」

In the third-floor hall, often used for cocktail parties, rows of chairs had been arranged. A curtain was even pulled up on the central podium. Dim lights swirled around the vast hall.

By the time Qin Fan’s family of three entered, almost everyone who was expected had already arrived.

When Qin Chu and Wei Shuying appeared, they were ignored by most people, save for a few acquaintances who offered a brief greeting. There were two reasons for this. First, the couple simply lacked the status to command anyone’s attention. Second, their strained relationship with the Qin family was common knowledge in Jiangzhou, so no one wanted to bother with such insignificant figures.

In stark contrast to Qin Fan’s family, who sat down unnoticed, the moment Qin Shuai entered, many of the real estate tycoons in attendance stood up. Their faces were suffused with eager smiles as they called out.

"Young Master Qin is here!"

"Young Master Qin!"

"Young Master Qin!"

In Jiangzhou, the Ye Family was a towering presence, and its pressure meant the Qin family couldn’t dominate completely. However, the Ye Family’s focus was not on business. With the exception of the scourge that was Ye Jizu, its members pursued careers in government or the military. Even the fourth Ye son was building his career Overseas. This situation left vast swathes of the business world open for the Qin family to enter. Moreover, unlike the Ye Family, the Qin family maintained an extremely balanced allocation of personnel across business, military, and politics. It was once said that as long as Old Master Ye was alive, the Qin family could never close the gap with the Ye Family. But once Old Master Ye was gone, it would only be a matter of time before they caught up.

This grand trend easily explained the scene that unfolded upon Qin Shuai’s arrival.

"Mm." Waving and smiling in several directions, Qin Shuai seemed to have completely forgotten his unpleasant run-in with Ma Yunbin. An expression of pure enjoyment covered his aloof, arrogant face as he swaggered toward the front row.

Both were of the Qin family. One was an outcast, the other a favored son; the difference between them was as vast as that between the clouds and the mud.

"Dad, Mom, how much do you know about this auction? Are you confident we can win any bids?" Qin Fan asked softly from a corner of the venue.

At his words, Qin Chu shook his head.

Wei Shuying spoke up. "I’ve heard there are nearly seventy to eighty plots for auction, but only five or six are within Jiangzhou. With our current strength, those are definitely out of our reach. That’s why your dad and I were aiming for the plots in the third-tier cities in Lingnan. But with Qin Shuai here, we probably have no chance. Forget it. If we have no chance, we have no chance. We’ll just watch the show. In a few days, your dad and I will head to those cities ourselves and try to secure land by liaising directly with the local governments."

"No chance? I wouldn’t be so sure," Qin Fan said, his lips curling into a sly smile.

But his parents’ attention wasn’t on him, and in the dim light, they missed his expression.

Qin Chu smiled bitterly. "Son, you’re still too young. Just watch. It’s hopeless."

Qin Fan simply smiled and said no more, turning his gaze toward the podium at the center of the hall.

SWISH!

Suddenly, a spotlight hit the auction stage, and the large screen behind it lit up. It displayed an unfinished building in Jiangzhou, with construction less than ten percent complete.

Just then, Ma Yunbin walked onto the auction podium, munching on an apple. He picked up the gavel, tapped it gently, and announced, "I’ll be hosting today’s auction!"