Chapter 111: Afraid of Living Too Long?

Urban Hellmaster: The Wild Young Lord Lord Night Gongjin 2624 words 2026-04-13 20:48:56

“Hey?!”

Wang Hao and his son Wang Gang exchanged a glance before bursting into wild laughter.

“Kid, I’m afraid you don’t know—ah!!”

Before he could finish, Ling Qiu stood up and delivered a single kick that sent the father and son flying, their bodies twisted together.

With one strike, the two doubled over in pain, gasping for air.

The henchmen behind them stumbled back, ready to intervene, but seeing the father and son spew acidic vomit and roll their eyes, their faces instantly went pale. They hesitated, torn between stepping forward or retreating.

Damn…

That kick…

Could it really pack such power?!

The henchmen stared at Ling Qiu as if he were some kind of ghost.

Cheng Youyou shook her head helplessly. Now, she had no doubt about Ling Qiu’s martial skills whatsoever.

“Do you want to send them to the hospital, or keep wasting time here? The choice is yours.”

Cheng Youyou’s words made the henchmen’s hearts skip a beat.

Of course, they chose to go to the hospital!

Why waste time here?

They were just there for a meal ticket, not to risk their lives.

This kid looked fragile but struck so fiercely!

A hundred percent a trained fighter!

So these useless men tossed out a couple of empty threats and left with the brainless father and son in tow.

“You’re finished! Do you know who owns Meisheng Development Company? It’s Mr. Hu! If you’ve got guts, don’t leave!”

That pitiful threat made even Ling Qiu cringe for them.

By the time they snapped out of it, the group had already gone.

Ling Qiu yawned.

Honestly…

If the mundane world was always this boring, he might as well stay home and train in silence.

“Ling Qiu, let’s leave here quickly.”

Cheng Youyou furrowed her brow. “That Mr. Hu they mentioned... if I’m not mistaken, it should be Hu Jianshe. Although he lacks a prominent family background, he started from scratch in his teens and is now worth billions. He’s very resourceful and not someone to be taken lightly.”

Ling Qiu picked up a bite of food. “Oh.”

“Oh?”

Cheng Youyou gave a wry smile. “Oh... what does that mean?”

Ling Qiu still smiled faintly. Cheng Youyou sighed in frustration. “Ling Qiu, can you just listen to me once?”

“Sure, I’ll listen after I finish eating.”

Ling Qiu was in no hurry.

Cheng Youyou took a deep breath, completely resigned to his attitude.

But she also felt relieved, thinking that since she had already compromised with her family, if anything else happened, she might as well have them intervene again.

“Hmph! You worry more than the emperor himself! If you get hurt today, don’t blame me!”

Cheng Youyou said this with half a smile, then defiantly kept eating heartily.

Ling Qiu crossed his arms and watched her with a grin. “Eat slower, I’m not competing with you.”

“Hmph!”

Cheng Youyou ate even more enthusiastically.

Suddenly, after just a few minutes, a commotion erupted outside.

“Ah? Mr. Hu?! You... you came?”

“Boss, this isn’t your concern. I only want you to do one thing—close the door tight.”

Amid the noise, a deep male voice said, “Finished eating? Good. Wipe your mouths and leave. Today’s meal is on me.”

That announcement stirred up a new wave of chaos.

Hearing the noise, Ling Qiu and Cheng Youyou immediately guessed—

The people behind that foolish father and son had arrived... and this Mr. Hu was likely Hu Jianshe, the head of Meisheng Development Company.

If their guess was right, he was now clearing the scene.

“I’ve heard Hu Jianshe is fiercely protective of his own. Ling Qiu, if you want to be willful, fine. I’ll accompany you one more time today. But you must listen to me. Don’t speak or act impulsively later. Leave this matter to me.”

Ling Qiu, as if not hearing her, casually took another bite. “Hmm, this vegetable stir-fry is quite good. You should eat more.”

Seeing his attitude, Cheng Youyou was nearly driven mad.

She wondered how Ling Qiu’s personality had survived so long.

Click.

At that moment, the door to the private room suddenly opened.

A middle-aged man in a short-sleeved shirt and glasses walked in, appearing scholarly.

But anyone who knew him well understood—he was ruthless.

He had once stabbed someone on the street and served time in prison. Though now a successful businessman, his fierce and thunderous methods were notorious throughout the provincial capital.

This man was none other than Hu Jianshe himself.

“Oh?”

Hu Jianshe glanced at Cheng Youyou. “If I’m not mistaken, you must be Cheng Youyou, the Cheng family’s heiress?”

He bore no anger, appearing calm. He slowly pulled out a chair and sat, casting a measured look at Ling Qiu. “Cheng Youyou, by rights, you should call me ‘brother.’ I’ve done business with your fifth brother, Cheng Yutu, so we’re fairly familiar.”

Hearing this, Cheng Youyou breathed a slight sigh of relief. Before she could answer,

Hu Jianshe seemed to see through her thoughts. “But don’t try to plead for that kid beside you. I don’t care what your relationship is. I’ll show respect to your Cheng family, so you may leave. But that kid has to stay here today, and I’ll deal with him as I see fit.”

Cheng Youyou frowned slightly. “Mr. Hu, I’ve heard much of your reputation. But... I still hope this matter can be handled with some dignity for the Cheng family. I—”

Before she could finish, Hu Jianshe clapped his hands. Dozens of people crowded into the room, each tall and muscular, their gazes locked fiercely on Ling Qiu, radiating an imposing presence.

After a moment’s thought, Cheng Youyou took out her phone. “If that’s the case, I have no choice but to call my family.”

Unexpectedly, Hu Jianshe scoffed. “Miss Cheng, others may fear your Cheng family, but I do not fear Hu Jianshe. You’ve probably heard of how bold I am. That said, I respect your family, but when it comes to dignity, that’s my life. Even if your fifth brother steps in, my stance remains firm.”

Indeed...

Hu Jianshe was more difficult than she had imagined.

Cheng Youyou’s brows tightened as she quickly dialed Cheng Yushui’s number.

“Hello, third brother.”

To Cheng Youyou, Cheng Yushui was the most level-headed sibling. “I need a favor.”

She quickly explained the situation, mentioning Ling Qiu as well.

However...

To her surprise...

As soon as she mentioned their location, the line abruptly went dead.

“Huh???”

Listening to the dial tone, Cheng Youyou was stunned.

What was going on?