Chapter 125: Breaking Your Third Leg

Brother Qiang stared intently at Qin Xuan, his mind drifting back to that night.

He had led over a dozen members of the Black Wolf Gang, along with Brother Bao, to assault the villa, intent on gunning down the young man before him. Yet, the handguns in the three gunmen's possession had turned into scrap metal in an instant. Subsequently, Brother Bao had mysteriously vanished. When he returned with more men to rescue him, he was met with the sight of the boy, who appeared like a ghost or a god. They were terrified into a frantic retreat, and some of his men were even driven to madness by the sheer terror of that encounter.

There was no doubt about it: this boy was no ordinary person.

"I admit you're powerful, and you certainly don't think much of us," Brother Qiang said with a dark expression. "But if you help us with one thing, we will never bother you again, and we'll give you a million yuan. How about that?" He knew he couldn't defeat Qin Xuan, so he began to negotiate.

"Damn! One million? Qiang-zi, how much money does the Black Wolf Gang even have in total?" the drug dealer's accomplice, Huang Mao, exclaimed in surprise. In his view, having that kind of money meant they should just take it and run. He was unaware that Brother Qiang had significant ambitions, knowing that Lei Jinde, a drug trafficker who had evaded capture for years, must be quite powerful. To align himself with such a high-ranking figure, Brother Qiang was willing to sell out his own gang. Currently, the Black Wolf Gang was entirely under his control; Brother Bao had met a tragic end, and their former boss had been implicated and arrested a few days prior when the Li family fell.

"Shut up. This is the only way to get Lei Jinde out!" Brother Qiang roared.

"Your idea is clever, but you've found the wrong person," Qin Xuan said with a cold laugh. "Help you rescue Lei Jinde? That isn't even worth considering."

A million yuan? Did he really think Qin Xuan cared for such a sum? As for the harassment from the Black Wolf Gang and the drug traffickers, it was a nuisance, as Qin Xuan couldn't be expected to be on guard against them at all times. But resolving this was simple.

"While I'd rather not kill you, breaking your legs is easy enough." Qin Xuan removed the sandalwood sword case from his back. If he couldn't kill them, he would leave them crippled. He would give them a severe warning and see if they dared to return. Against such villains, he felt no guilt. The drug traffickers were surely guilty of countless evils, and the Black Wolf Gang, on the verge of aligning with them, would only cause more harm if not taught a lesson now. Above all, they had made the mistake of provoking him.

"Brother, don't underestimate the Black Wolf Gang!" Brother Qiang stepped back instinctively, breaking into a cold sweat.

Underestimate? Qin Xuan sneered; he had never regarded the Black Wolf Gang as anything of consequence. They had provoked him time and again; if he were an ordinary person, they would have killed him long ago. Since they had crossed his path again, what reason did he have to let them go?

Seeing Qin Xuan remove the sword case, Huang Mao grew anxious. On the night Lei Jinde was captured, he had witnessed the sniper fire two shots, yet the youth before him had been completely unscathed. Furthermore, the "Immortal Descending from Heaven" technique he had displayed later had haunted him with shock for a long time. Sensing impending doom, Huang Mao turned and bolted.

"Trying to run? Dream on." Qin Xuan tapped his feet, unleashing his terrifying agility. Even without using his internal energy, high-speed movement over a short distance was no problem.

*Snap!*

The Taiqing Sword remained sheathed, but the sandalwood case swung heavily, striking Huang Mao’s right leg with ease. A bone-cracking sound echoed, and Huang Mao stumbled, crashing to the ground.

"Aaaah!" Huang Mao shrieked, clutching his leg as he rolled down the slope of the sparse woodland.

"And you." Qin Xuan turned back to look at Brother Qiang.

"Hmph, don't think you can threaten me. It's just a leg, what's there to be afraid of?" Brother Qiang was a tough man; he glared at Qin Xuan, feigning defiance.

"Really?" Qin Xuan’s lips curled into a smirk. "Fine, then I'll break your 'third leg' and see if you're still not afraid."

As the words left his lips, a silver flash of light cut through the woods—the Taiqing Sword was drawn! Qin Xuan stood calmly three meters away, the tip of his sword pointed directly at Brother Qiang's crotch.

Brother Qiang hadn't cared about a leg; he had assumed that a trip to the hospital would fix it. But when his manhood was threatened, his composure vanished. If that were destroyed, he would be a eunuch for the rest of his life!

Facing the threat, Brother Qiang finally collapsed to his knees. "Big Brother! I deserve to die! I was wrong! I will never appear before you again; I'll get as far away as possible!" He knew clearly that with Qin Xuan's strength, removing his "third leg" would be effortless. This boy was beyond his comprehension, and the unknown was the most terrifying thing of all. If it were just someone holding a gun, he might have fought back, but against Qin Xuan, he was truly afraid.

"It's good that you know your mistake." Qin Xuan spoke coldly without sheathing his sword. "You want to make a name for yourself, don't you? If you listen to me, I'll help you. Otherwise, wait for your third leg to be..."

"Big Brother, tell me what to do!" Brother Qiang said, his face drenched in cold sweat.

"I'm sure you've heard that the Li family in Jinling has fallen. A lot of the criminal underworld in the area has been cleared out; this is your golden opportunity to rise."

Brother Qiang offered a bitter smile. "Without a backer in high places, how could the underworld possibly rise?"

"That is exactly the condition I am offering you. You may use your own methods to expand, and as long as you don't go too far, I will protect you."

With the Li family gone, key positions like the Municipal Party Secretary and the Chief of Police had been replaced. Yang Weiyang's father had been closely tied to the Li family and hadn't escaped the purge, and the new Chief of Police was a man from the Zhao family. As long as Brother Qiang didn't overstep, it would be simple for Qin Xuan to have a word with Zhao Long.

"Then what do I need to do for you?" Brother Qiang asked, gritting his teeth. He was tempted, but he had to consider what Qin Xuan might want. *He is so much stronger than me—what could he possibly need me to do that he can't handle himself? Could it be murder or arson?* he wondered.

"My request is simple. Send men to guard my villa. There must be no errors."

Brother Qiang was stunned. *That's it?* But upon reflection, he realized it was because they had kidnapped that beautiful woman earlier. No matter how strong Qin Xuan was, he couldn't watch the villa twenty-four hours a day. When he was away, he needed them to stand guard.

"This won't be easy..." Brother Qiang thought of the eerie winds that had surrounded the villa that night, and his heart pounded with trepidation. But trapped between Qin Xuan's threat and the temptation of rising to power in Jinling, he gritted his teeth once more.

"Fine! Big Brother, I'm with you!"