Chapter 792: I’m Here to Collect a Debt!

Chapter 792: Chapter 792: I’m Here to Collect a Debt!

Upon hearing Yang Qi’s words, everyone was stunned.

This young man must not be from Sea City. He must not know who Yagyu Muju is. How dare he demand that this Young Master cripple his own martial arts and kowtow in apology? How is that even possible!

Yagyu Muju was stunned as well. Then, he burst into roaring laughter.

"Hahahaha!"

His men behind him began to laugh too, finding the entire situation ridiculous.

Suddenly, the laughter died. Yagyu Muju stared at Yang Qi with an incredibly sinister gaze. "Boy, you dare to ask me to cripple my own martial arts? Getting bold, are we? Since that’s the case, you don’t deserve to live."

"Do it. Cripple him. Then hang him from a streetlight to bake in the sun! I’d like to see if he still dares to be so arrogant!"

"Yes!"

As Yagyu Muju gave the command, eighteen men behind him simultaneously dismounted their motorcycles. They advanced on Yang Qi, releasing terrifying auras.

They’re all Martial Artists! In fact, they’re all Overlord Level Martial Artists, and the strongest is a Third Rank Overlord! It seems Yagyu Muju’s status is indeed significant. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have such a powerful security detail.

If this were the past, I might have had no choice but to flee from this group. But now? What are these people to me?

Facing the simultaneous, storm-like assault of eighteen men, he just sneered.

He simply raised his hand and thrust out his palm. He used no spells or martial arts—just a simple palm strike infused with Spiritual Power. Yet, it stirred up a violent gale.

BOOM!

The eighteen bodyguards were sent flying back even faster than they had charged, crashing heavily to the ground like eighteen tattered sacks. They lay there wailing like eighteen dead dogs.

What!

At that moment, it was as if everyone’s eyes were about to pop out of their sockets, their jaws dropping to the floor. They were utterly dumbfounded, completely shocked.

A single palm strike sent eighteen Overlord Level experts flying, and one of them was a Third Rank Overlord! Looking at Yang Qi, he’s only in his twenties. How can he be so terrifying? Where did such a young Martial Artist come from?

Yagyu Muju froze. After a moment of being dazed, he flew into a rage. "Bastard! Bastard! How dare you lay a hand on my men! I’ll tear you to pieces, you damned Dragon Country dog!"

"Heh. Even now, you’re still threatening me?" Yang Qi looked at Yagyu Muju with disdain. "You really don’t grasp the situation, do you? Did you think your status was so high I wouldn’t dare to touch you? Or that because you’re rich, I wouldn’t dare to fight back?"

"You! Don’t come any closer!" Yagyu Muju finally began to panic.

With all his bodyguards down, he had no support left. Although he possessed some combat power, it was practically negligible. He hated Yang Qi to the bone but was powerless. He wanted nothing more than to tear Yang Qi to shreds, but his immediate priority was his own survival.

Ultimately, Yang Qi grabbed Yagyu Muju by the hair and yanked him viciously to his feet. "When you sicced your dogs on people, did you show even a sliver of mercy? Did you possess a single shred of humanity? So now that I’m going to kill you, you won’t have any complaints, will you?"

"No, you can’t kill me! You can’t! If you do this, you’ll die!" Yagyu Muju screamed in terror.

"And why can’t I kill you?" Yang Qi asked with a faint smile.

"I am the Young Master of the Yagyu Corporation! Our family, the Yagyu Family, is a great clan from Kappa Country! If you dare to kill me, you will certainly die! Now, kneel and apologize at once. Perhaps then, I might spare your life," Yagyu Muju said coldly.

This was his usual tactic. Even when facing someone stronger, once he announced his identity, they would be so frightened they would immediately admit their mistake, some even kneeling before him. But this time, it seemed to have no effect.

Yang Qi grinned. "The Yagyu Family? So impressive? I’ve killed several members of the Chuyun Family. What makes you think you’re so special?"

Upon hearing this, Yagyu Muju panicked, his expression turning ghastly in an instant.

Today, I’ve really met my match. This is someone I absolutely cannot afford to provoke.

"Let me go! Let me go!" Yagyu Muju struggled frantically, but Yang Qi had already sealed his True Qi. He was completely unable to break free, as helpless as a little chick.

"Well done!" the onlookers shouted. They cheered not just for Yang Qi’s martial arts, but for his courage. To know Yagyu Muju’s identity and still dare to act this way—such courage was truly rare.

"You said you’re the Young Master of the Yagyu Corporation, correct? Perfect. I have some business with them. You can lead the way," Yang Qi said.

He dragged Yagyu Muju by the hair and started walking toward the Yagyu Corporation.

The boss of the Yagyu Corporation was a man named Yagyu Senyo, who was known for being both highly capable and utterly ruthless. After arriving in Sea City, he befriended many powerful officials and nobles. He even eliminated many who refused to cooperate with him, seizing their businesses to finally establish a foothold in the city. Later, with the backing of the Wei Family and the Martial Alliance, his enterprise grew even larger. The Wei Family and the Martial Alliance only wanted money. They didn’t care what Yagyu Senyo or his corporation did.

This led to the people of the Yagyu Corporation becoming exceedingly arrogant in Sea City, and Yagyu Muju was a perfect example. They had occupied the Qifei Group’s office building and refused to leave, not even giving the company a second thought. After all, the Qifei Group was merely a company from Jingnan Prefecture. They had no reason to be afraid.

Yang Qi soon arrived at the Yagyu Corporation building. By then, Yagyu Muju’s hair was so disheveled that it covered his face, and the security guards didn’t even recognize him.

"Who are you?" one of them asked. These security guards were locals. As long as the Yagyu Corporation paid them, they’d do anything. Money was the only thing on their minds.

"I’m from the Qifei Group," Yang Qi stated calmly. "I’m here to take back our office building."

Hearing this, the security guards were stunned for a moment before bursting into laughter.

"Hahahaha!"

They looked at him as if he were an idiot.

"Is what I said that funny?" Yang Qi asked calmly.

"Funny? It’s hilarious! Your Qifei Group has already sent four different groups, and every single one was thrown out. And you still have the nerve to send someone to demand the office building back? So what if it’s yours? If Boss Yagyu doesn’t want to give it to you, you’re not getting it. Take my advice, since we’re both from Dragon Country: just leave. Otherwise, they’ll break your legs and throw you out, and you’ll be crippled for life."

The guard waved his hand dismissively, as if shooing away a pack of wild dogs.

Yang Qi smiled. "Speaking of beatings, that reminds me. I almost forgot. Besides getting our office building back, I’m also here to demand compensation and medical expenses from your boss. After all," he added, "our Qifei Group employees have hospital bills to pay."