Qin Xuan's appearance stunned everyone present.
To dare hit Li Kun, one must have eaten a bear's heart and leopard's gall.
Li Kun painfully climbed up from the ground. If he hadn't practiced Sanda for several years, that one blow might have sent him directly to the ICU.
"Kid, who the hell are you to hit me? Do you know who I am!"
Qin Xuan carried Tantai Yue to a chair, gently stroked her cheek, and said softly,
"Wife, wait for me for a bit, and we'll go home. We're not attending this damn press conference."
Tantai Yue was about to tell Qin Xuan not to do anything foolish, but seeing his confident expression, she nodded obediently,
"Mhm."
Qin Xuan turned around and walked to Li Kun, his voice chillingly cold,
"Was it you who injured my wife just now?"
"What are you? Is this bitch's kept man?" Li Kun glanced at Qin Xuan with disdain, then suddenly remembered,
"You're that son-in-law who married into the Tan family for three years?"
Qin Xuan didn't speak, tacitly admitting it.
Li Kun immediately sneered,
"Hmph, is this kind of place for a loser like you?"
Everyone thought it was some young master from a prominent family. Turns out, it was that famous son-in-law.
"I thought it was someone important, but it's just that famous son-in-law. Daring to hit Li Kun, he's probably finished."
"Didn't they say that son-in-law divorced Tantai Yue? Why is he still here?"
"Who knows? Maybe he saw Tantai Yue starting a company and wanted to get some money."
"Get money? After offending Li Kun, it's questionable if the company can even stay open."
Qin Xuan ignored the idle gossip and asked again,
"I'll ask one more time, was it you who hit my wife?"
Li Kun let out a wild laugh,
"Does that even need asking? With so many people here, who doesn't know it was me? And I'm not just going to hit her, I'm going to f*** her tonight. After I'm done, I'll let my brothers f*** her, so you can watch your woman get ruined by me, hahaha!"
"Good, it's good you admit it." Qin Xuan's face turned extremely grim, exuding killing intent,
"Since you admit it, then... pay with your life!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Xuan stepped forward, grabbed Li Kun by the collar, and startled Li Kun.
"Kid! What are you doing! Let me go quickly! If anything happens to me, it won't just be you, your family will be ruined too!"
Qin Xuan hated it most when people threatened his family, so he unhesitatingly slammed Li Kun onto a nearby glass table.
Another glass table instantly shattered, scaring everyone into retreating.
Li Kun coughed up a mouthful of blood.
But Qin Xuan didn't stop there.
He then lifted Li Kun and smashed him heavily onto the ground. The glass shards further pierced countless bloody wounds on Li Kun's back.
"Ki-kid, let me go quickly, or your wife's company..." Li Kun was still trying to retort.
Qin Xuan sneered and struck him heavily again.
"Ah! I'll have my father kill your entire family!"
"Bang!" Another heavy blow.
"Stop!" At this moment, a shout echoed from afar. A man around fifty, leading a large group of bodyguards, pushed through the crowd and rushed over.
Li Shengtian saw his son beaten beyond recognition and was instantly furious.
Li Kun saw his father arrive and immediately saw hope, shouting,
"Dad, save me!"
Dozens of bodyguards behind Li Shengtian immediately surrounded Qin Xuan.
"Kid, let go of my son quickly, or you won't leave here alive today!"
Qin Xuan, holding the half-dead Li Kun with one hand, slowly stood up and looked coldly at Li Shengtian,
"Your son hit my woman. This is the price he has to pay."
Li Kun was Li Shengtian's only son. Anxious to protect him, he disregarded everything and directly threatened,
"Kid, I don't care about the reason. You'd better let go of Kun'er quickly, and I might spare your life. Otherwise, neither you nor your woman will leave here alive today."
Qin Xuan sneered,
"Oh? Then today I'll see if I can leave after I finish off your son."
As he spoke, he was about to smash Li Kun to the ground again.
"Kid, how dare you!" Li Shengtian roared,
"Go, my men! Take this kid down! Regardless of life or death!"
More than ten bodyguards were just about to make a move when a thunderous roar echoed throughout the entire hall.
"Li Shengtian, how dare you!"
At the entrance, a middle-aged man in a Tang suit and another middle-aged man in a black shirt walked in side-by-side, followed by a stunning woman in a qipao.
Everyone recognized the woman at a glance.
She was Ren Qixiang, the owner of Qi Xiang Club.
Most importantly, the dignified owner of Qi Xiang Club was walking behind others, and seemed to be very respectful to the two middle-aged men.
Who were those two people?
The middle-aged man in the black shirt walked up to Li Shengtian and said angrily,
"Li Shengtian, I advise you to leave yourself a way out, or you won't even know how you died."
Li Shengtian was already enraged. Hearing this man's words only made him angrier,
"Who do you think you are? To dare speak to me like that? This is Qi Xiang Club, but believe it or not, I'll take care of you too today."
Behind the two, Ren Qixiang let out a low reprimand,
"How dare you! Li Shengtian, how dare you speak to our Old Master like that? Are you tired of living?"
"Old Master?" Li Shengtian frowned. Was the Wang family's Old Master here? He didn't see him.
"Boss Ren, don't lie to me. Where is Old Master Wang? I don't see him," Li Shengtian asked suspiciously.
Ren Qixiang glanced at him as if he were a mongrel,
"You dare to be scared of your dog eyes. Can't you see the Old Master standing right in front of you, such a big person?"
Li Shengtian then understood. So, the person Ren Qixiang was referring to was this person in front of him who looked no older than himself.
Li Shengtian scrutinized the man. He didn't look like it. Wang Youhai was white-haired, seventy or eighty years old. This man looked at most forty or fifty, completely unlike Wang Youhai.
However, the man did bear some resemblance to Wang Youhai.
Could he be Wang Youhai's son?
That didn't seem right either. Wang Youhai had only one son, Wang Hong. He hadn't heard of any other sons.
Could this person truly be him!
Wang Youhai glanced at Li Shengtian, stroked his sparse beard, and said softly,
"What? Don't I look like him?"
Li Shengtian looked at him in disbelief,
"Wang... Old Master Wang, why do you look...?"
The surrounding people were also extremely shocked.
This person was that Old Master Wang?
He had been in the news not long ago, looking on his deathbed, with little time left. How did he become so young now?
"Then you should recognize me, right?" At this moment, the voice of the middle-aged man in the Tang suit sounded.
Everyone's gaze immediately shifted to the middle-aged man in the Tang suit.