Chapter 63: Insult Mr. Jiang, and I'll Take Your Life
"Whoosh... Crack!"
Jiang Chen flashed, arriving directly in front of the alluring woman, and slammed his foot down viciously onto her clamped ankle, crushing the bones to pieces.
"Ah—"
The savage grin on the alluring woman's face transformed into an expression of agonizing pain. Just as she let out a miserable scream, Jiang Chen clamped his hand around her throat, choking off any further sound.
"I told you, if your mouth ran off again, I would tear it apart!"
Jiang Chen stared straight into the alluring woman's eyes, his voice as cold as biting ice.
The alluring woman finally felt true terror, as if she had been targeted by a vicious dragon intent on ripping her to shreds.
The sensation of suffering such excruciating agony without being able to cry out truly fit the old saying: screaming to the heavens brought no response, pounding on the earth yielded no echo.
She used both hands to pry at Jiang Chen's hand gripping her throat, but Jiang Chen instead shattered the bones in both her wrists, causing her to convulse from the blinding pain.
When Jiang Chen finally released her neck, before she could even draw a breath of relief, he reached out with both hands, grabbing her upper and lower jaws respectively, and ripped them apart outward from the center, literally tearing her mouth to shreds.
"Ah!!!"
The alluring woman screamed in a heart-rending shriek of pure agony. Blood gushed from the split corners of her mouth, and she writhed and rolled on the floor in absolute torment.
"Shut up! Make another sound, and I'll tear your entire mouth away!"
Jiang Chen planted his foot squarely on the alluring woman's chest, commanding with a freezing tone.
"Mhm-mhm-mhm..."
Terrified out of her wits, the alluring woman clamped her mouth shut, enduring the agony by biting down so hard on her teeth that her lips split and filled her mouth with blood, reducing her cries of pain to the absolute minimum.
She regretted it now. She shouldn't have run her mouth and provoked Jiang Chen; this man was a ruthless madman, utterly savage!
The female proprietor was also frightened out of her wits and no longer dared to threaten Jiang Chen. Until her aunt, Cao Moling, arrived, she felt completely unsafe.
"Jiang Chen... don't leave me..."
Su Jinxi, sleeping on the sofa, was jolted awake by the alluring woman's shrill screams, crying out in a start as if waking from a nightmare.
"Don't be afraid, I'm right here. Everything is fine."
Jiang Chen immediately turned and rushed back to the sofa, soothing Su Jinxi.
Su Jinxi grabbed Jiang Chen's hand and tried to sit up from the sofa, but she had no strength. When Jiang Chen helped her up, she slumped directly into his embrace, clinging tightly to him.
She was wearing a vacuum-style suit at the moment, her heaving curves pressed flush against Jiang Chen, making it difficult for him not to feel a flutter of distraction.
"Jiang Chen, Han Qiyue knows where that middle-aged man from the Xiaokun Country in the photo is!"
Su Jinxi regained her composure and quickly told Jiang Chen.
Hearing this, a wave of deep emotion washed over Jiang Chen.
Never had he expected that Su Jinxi would put herself in such grave danger simply to help him investigate. The very first thing she did upon waking up was not to check her own condition, but to worry about his affairs.
"I've already found the person. You've been a huge help to me, but don't ever do anything so reckless again."
Jiang Chen replied in a softened tone.
Through the clue of the middle-aged man from the Xiaokun Country, he had tracked the lead to Sato Yansheng, learning that the Jiang family possessed a precious artifact, and the murderers had slaughtered his entire family to seize it.
As long as he identified what the artifact was, he could track down the culprits through it. The individuals or factions secretly eyeing the artifact would likely come looking for him of their own accord, and he would simply capture them for a thorough interrogation.
Hearing Jiang Chen's gentle, caring voice, Su Jinxi felt that everything she had gone through was worth it.
"Proprietor, Sect Master Cao and Miss Linghu have arrived!"
A security guard rushed into the private room and reported respectfully to the female proprietor.
Joy was plainly written across the female proprietor's face. Glancing back at Jiang Chen's silhouette, she quickly stepped out of the private room to greet them. This brat's arrogance had reached its end; his fate would only be even more miserable than that of the alluring woman!
Everyone gathered outside the private room bowed respectfully to Cao Moling and Linghu Xing. No one dared to underestimate this mother-daughter duo; the terrifying reputation of the Black Widow alone was enough to strike fear into people's hearts!
"Auntie, little sister Xing'er!"
The female proprietor called out warmly.
"Where is the perpetrator?"
Cao Moling asked, "Did he hurt you?"
"No, the culprit is inside the private room!"
The female proprietor shook her head, pointing toward the room as she replied, "He's an absolute madman. Just now, he tore the mouth of Young Master Han's senior sister to shreds—there's blood everywhere... If you hadn't arrived, he probably would have turned on me next!"
Cao Moling walked into the private room with a gloomy expression, followed closely by Linghu Xing and the female proprietor.
"Everyone knows this Western restaurant is under the protection of Cao Moling and the Linghu Sect. To dare commit violence and injure people here—do you no longer want your hands and feet?"
Cao Moling spoke as she walked, her voice chillingly terrifying.
"Sect Master Cao, hurry up and cripple this dog's scraps! My master and the Han family will definitely remember this favor!"
Enduring the agonizing pain of her split mouth, the alluring woman screamed at Cao Moling.
Seeing the miserable state of the alluring woman, Cao Moling frowned; the perpetrator was indeed vicious and unhinged.
"Brat, didn't you clamor for me to call my aunt? Now that she's here, don't hide! Have the guts to turn around and keep acting arrogant!"
The female proprietor pointed coldly at Jiang Chen's back and shouted.
Cao Moling narrowed her eyes, suddenly realizing that this back looked very familiar. Where had she seen it before?
"Cao Moling, are you planning to cripple my hands and feet?"
Jiang Chen slowly turned around and asked Cao Moling.
Cao Moling's eyes widened, and her whole body jerked in shock.
No wonder that silhouette looked so familiar!
It was Mr. Jiang!
"You actually dare to address my aunt by her full name!"
The female proprietor yelled furiously, "Forget about crippling your hands and feet, even tearing your mouth..."
"Slap!"
Terrified, Cao Moling slapped her niece right across the face, physically shutting her up.
Mr. Jiang had previously addressed her as Sect Master Cao, but now he called her Cao Moling—clearly, he was furious!
"Auntie, why did you hit me?"
The female proprietor clutched her face, looking aggrieved.
"Kneel!"
Cao Moling kicked the inside of her niece's thigh near the knee, issuing an unquestionable command. "Immediately apologize to Mr. Jiang, or I'll break your arms and legs myself!"
The female proprietor fell to her knees, her face draining of color in absolute panic. Although her aunt was a ruthless Black Widow, she had never laid a hand on her before. Yet now, she had resorted to both physical blows and kicks!
Even with a pig's brain, she knew this Mr. Jiang was someone she could never afford to offend!
"Mr. Jiang, I was wrong, I'm sorry, I deserve to be punished, I'll slap my own face..."
Seeing the female proprietor drop to her knees to apologize to Jiang Chen and even slap herself a few times, the onlookers watching the commotion at the entrance of the private room trembled violently with fright.
"Sect Master Cao, this dog's scrap is merely a Martial Grandmaster, and you are a Martial Dao Overlord! What are you afraid of him for?"
The alluring woman demanded incredulously, unable to comprehend it even as pain tore at the corners of her bleeding mouth.
"Bang!"
Cao Moling strode over and kicked the alluring woman squarely in the face, shouting harshly, "Shut your dog's mouth! Mr. Jiang is a high-level Martial Dao Overlord. For daring to insult Mr. Jiang, I'll take your dog's life!"
The alluring woman was kicked so hard that her nose and face streamed with blood. Smashed to the ground, she completely forgot the pain and screams, her mind dominated by a single terrifying phrase—High-level Martial Dao Overlord!
"Pfft... Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Spitting blood, she roared in disbelief, "My master spent the better part of a lifetime cultivating just to become a high-level Martial Dao Overlord! He's just a brat, easily ten years younger than me—how could he possibly be a high-level Martial Dao Overlord?"
"That just makes you a martial arts good-for-nothing. Tell me who your master is; I'll have him buried with you!"
Jiang Chen said indifferently, as if killing a high-level Martial Dao Overlord were as effortless as eating a daily meal.