Son, Put Your Father To The Test (FF)

Liu Rushuang's face turned incredibly pale after being publicly berated.

In this kind of setting, who was right and who was wrong didn't really matter to most people. What they looked at was who had the stronger presence!

Whoever had the stronger presence was in the right.

Typically, the party who was actually in the right would stand more confidently, though there were always those shameless enough to act righteous even when they were in the wrong. But those were rare exceptions.

Most people tended to ignore the exceptions.

And at this moment, with Qin Zi gaining the upper hand and raising his voice, the crowd instinctively sided with him.

As a result, their gazes toward Liu Rushuang changed, as if to say—how could a proud disciple of Fenglei Valley act like this?

"You! You!"

Liu Rushuang pointed at Qin Zi, seemingly ready to lash out, but she hesitated, aware of her status. Finally, she could only swallow her words.

She was about to leave.

But Qin Zi blocked her path, calmly stating, "You've thrown dirt on someone. Don't you think you should clear it up before leaving?"

"Move aside."

Liu Rushuang said coldly.

"Apologize."

Qin Zi refused to budge.

"Move aside."

Liu Rushuang repeated.

"Apologize!"

Qin Zi's voice rose.

Liu Rushuang stopped speaking.

Her eyes slowly narrowed, and a few strands of cold light flashed in her gaze. "Do you really think that what you saw earlier was my full strength?"

"I don't care how much strength you have. If you don't apologize to my junior sister today, I'll grind you into dust!"

Qin Zi sneered coldly.

"Senior Brother Qin Zi, let's just forget about it."

At that moment, Shui Qingrou stepped forward, gently tugging on Qin Zi's sleeve. She wanted to keep the peace.

"Don't worry, Junior Sister. With me here, no one can bully you." Qin Zi turned around, smiling as he patted Shui Qingrou's hand.

Shui Qingrou blushed slightly, lowering her head shyly and remaining silent, letting her senior brother take the lead like a compliant young bride.

This display of mutual affection, when seen by Crown Prince Yang Qitian, made his expression grow even darker.

In short, he was fed up with this public display of affection!

He was proud and disdainful of many beauties. For the first time, he found a girl he liked, only to witness this.

In his mind, this girl was like a lotus flower in the middle of a pond, quietly blooming, dancing in the breeze.

She was serene and undisturbed, with a simple and pure heart, slightly naive and endearingly clumsy.

Such a girl was so wonderful, so pure, that he couldn't help but want to protect her, yet was too cautious to approach her. He feared that being too forward would leave a poor impression.

She was someone to admire from afar, not to approach too hastily!

In the face of love, everyone feels humble. Even if you own the world, you still fear that she might dislike you…

But now!

This woman, whom even he hesitated to disturb, was being flirted with by a mere disciple from the Seven Martial Sect.

And she didn't seem to mind.

This made him furious!!

Even I approach her cautiously, so who are you to play the hero and win her favor?

Who do you think you are?!

What right do you have?!

This jealous crown prince was on the verge of exploding. He even felt the urge to smash that infuriating face to pieces!

Any man would be angry to see a pretty boy showing off in front of the woman he loves, especially if it gained her admiration.

This anger has nothing to do with status or manners.

At this moment, Qin Zi turned to Liu Rushuang and said, "Apologize to my junior sister immediately. Clean up the mess you made, or… I'll make you lick it clean!"

"You dare!"

Liu Rushuang shouted angrily, though she was puzzled by his audacity.

Didn't he realize he was in Fenglei Valley? Did this mere Nirvana Realm genius think he could defy a place filled with powerful figures?

"What wouldn't I dare? Don't force me to act, because if I do, you'll lose even the last shred of your dignity."

Qin Zi's voice was cold and unyielding.

He stood tall and imposing, with no reservations, for he believed he had the strength to back it up—at least, he thought so.

"Then let's see how you plan to trample on my dignity!" Liu Rushuang sneered, as wind and thunder began to surge around her.

Pride was on the line, and the words had been said—there was no backing down now.

Even if she was outmatched, she had to fight! "You're asking for humiliation!"

Qin Zi stepped forward, and his body emitted three golden halos. His aura surged threefold!

Though he was only at the second level of the Nirvana Realm, his aura seemed more intense and dangerous than that of a fourth or fifth-level Nirvana practitioner.

"Do you think I'm afraid of you?!"

Liu Rushuang assumed Qin Zi was using some kind of secret technique, so she employed her own, burning her life force to boost her power.

The battle was about to erupt.

But at that moment, a calm voice interrupted.

"That's enough."

The voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority, as if what he said was final.

Everyone turned to see who had spoken. It was none other than Crown Prince Yang Qitian!

"Your Highness…"

Liu Rushuang turned toward the Crown Prince, her eyes filled with surprise and gratitude, her gaze as soft as water.

Meanwhile, Qin Zi narrowed his eyes, looking at Yang Qitian without fear. He asked, "What do you want?"

"This matter ends here."

Yang Qitian stated calmly, not looking directly at Qin Zi. It wasn't pure disdain—more like he couldn't stand the sight!

"Ends here? Why?"

Qin Zi asked mockingly.

"As the Crown Prince, I have my reasons for stopping you."

Yang Qitian said with a commanding tone: "But if you insist on knowing why, then let me tell you—it's because I said so!"

His words were powerful, resonating like thunder.

Everyone around felt a chill and looked at Yang Qitian with newfound respect.

This was the authority of the royal family?

In front of a royal, most people would indeed feel an overwhelming pressure.

However, to Qin Zi, the so-called dignity that came from status was worthless.

He let out a derisive laugh.

Then he mocked, "Because you said so? And who do you think you are? What gives you the right to command me?"

"How dare you!"

"Such impudence!!"

Two voices rang out simultaneously. The first was Yang Qitian's, while the second came from an elderly eunuch who suddenly appeared.

The old eunuch stepped in front of Yang Qitian, pointing his horsetail whisk at Qin Zi, and scolded, "You impudent brat! To challenge a prince and defy royal authority—do you wish to die?!"

However, Qin Zi ignored him, instead continuing to mock Yang Qitian. "So, this is what you are—someone who hides behind an old eunuch to flaunt your power!"

"You insolent wretch!"

The eunuch's face darkened, ready to teach this disrespectful youth a lesson.

But Yang Qitian stopped him, stepping forward to stand in front of him.

"I understand your arrogance. After all, anyone with a bit of strength would be arrogant. Even a dog, when fed, will bark."

Yang Qitian looked at Qin Zi coldly and said, "But if you think a prince is nothing more than a hollow title, then you're… utterly foolish!"

Boom! In the next moment, a pillar of golden light shot up from his body, piercing the sky. His clothes billowed as he coldly declared:

"Today, I want you to bow three times and kowtow nine times!"