Tang Ge and Feng Gou's subordinates looked on in astonishment.
What was going on with Feng Gou?
Why was he reacting so strongly to Qin Hanchu?
His expression was one of seeing a ghost, his eyes filled with terror.
Qin Hanchu's lips curved into a smile. "We meet again. I was planning to find you tonight."
Hearing this, Feng Gou, terrified, knelt on the ground and cried, "It was Cao Liren who wanted to kill you. I was just taking money to resolve troubles. If you want revenge, go find him, not me."
Feng Gou's actions shocked everyone again.
Was this really their boss?
How could he have directly knelt and begged for mercy?
Tang Ge, though unaware of what had happened, could tell from Feng Gou's fear that Qin Hanchu had left a deep psychological scar on him.
"I only know that the people who came to kill me were your subordinates."
"If you want to live, you must hand over all your assets to him."
Qin Hanchu pointed to Tang Ge beside him.
"Ah?"
"You... are you a person or a ghost?"
Feng Gou was stunned. Did ghosts need assets?
"Guess?"
As soon as Qin Hanchu finished speaking, Feng Gou felt as if a giant hand had gripped his throat.
Ugh...
Feng Gou clutched his neck, struggling in pain.
"Boss, what's wrong?"
"What's happening?"
Sixty to seventy men stared at Feng Gou in shock, unable to comprehend what illness had afflicted him.
Why was he strangling himself for no reason?
Was he trying to kill himself?
"Don't... don't kill me..."
"I... I'm willing to do as you say..."
Feng Gou was on the verge of suffocation. It didn't matter whether Qin Hanchu was a person or a ghost; what mattered was surviving.
Qin Hanchu's smile remained. "Whether I am a person or a ghost, you cannot afford to provoke me. After transferring all your assets, leave Fengcheng, or death will await you."
"Under... stood!" Feng Gou, on the brink of death, managed to utter these three words.
Hearing this, Qin Hanchu finally released him.
Freed from the invisible grip, Feng Gou gasped for air like a fish dying of thirst.
Tang Ge was the most elated. He had intended to leverage Qin Hanchu for some benefits, but he never expected Qin Hanchu to seize Feng Gou's territory.
By annexing Feng Gou's assets and territory, Tang Ge would instantly become the overlord of Fengcheng's underworld.
"You handle the handover of assets with him. I'm leaving now," Qin Hanchu said to Tang Ge.
Upon hearing Qin Hanchu's intention to leave, Tang Ge expressed his concern. "He..."
Qin Hanchu understood Tang Ge's apprehension. "Unless he wants to die, he wouldn't dare harm you."
Feng Gou was now convinced that Qin Hanchu was not a ghost, but even knowing this, he dared not provoke him further.
Last night, Qin Hanchu could float in mid-air and block bullets. Today, he could choke him to death from a distance.
These methods were too extraordinary!
Qin Hanchu was like a superhuman from a sci-fi movie, someone he absolutely could not afford to offend.
"I wouldn't dare, I absolutely wouldn't dare to play any tricks."
"Would it be my honor to become your subordinate?"
"If you're willing to take me in, I'll gladly serve you day and night."
Feng Gou was an ambitious man. He desperately wanted to understand the source of Qin Hanchu's abilities.
If possible, he wished to possess such power himself.
"You are not qualified."
With that, Qin Hanchu turned and walked out of the workshop.
Feng Gou felt incredibly indignant.
"Boss, where are you going? I'll have the driver take you," Tang Ge quickly asked.
Qin Hanchu did not stop. He walked leisurely and said, "The environment in the suburbs is quite pleasant. I think I'll take a stroll."
Tang Ge was very nervous, fearing that Feng Gou might suddenly make a move against him.
After all, he was alone now.
"Feng Gou, what do you say?" Tang Ge asked, his gaze filled with caution. If Feng Gou made a move, he would flee immediately.
Feng Gou sighed helplessly. "Let's go. From now on, my assets are yours."
...
Fei'e Mountain was only twenty-odd li from the abandoned factory.
After leaving the abandoned factory, Qin Hanchu arrived here.
While not majestic, the mountain offered quite a good view.
Walking through the mountain stream, Qin Hanchu's heart was very calm.
A moment later, he suddenly looked towards the mountaintop.
Qin Hanchu could hear the sound of punches echoing from there.
Driven by curiosity, Qin Hanchu extended his divine sense towards the mountaintop.
Through his divine sense, he saw a young man, eighteen or nineteen years old.
The youth was practicing a certain style of boxing.
Each punch he threw caused ripples in the air, a sign of his mastery of internal energy.
This was the first time Qin Hanchu had encountered a martial artist since arriving in this world.
The next instant, he appeared on the mountaintop.
Even though Qin Hanchu sat on a rock not far away, the youth could not see him.
"Low-grade immortal artifact. This boy has some celestial affinity."
"It's a pity this place is shrouded by the Grand Dao of Divine Power. Even if he obtains the inheritance of an immortal artifact, he cannot reach the immortal realm."
"If he cannot escape the suppression of the Divine Relic Continent, the Martial King realm will be the end of his life."
Under Qin Hanchu's divine sense, everything about the youth was laid bare.
Even the immortal artifact fused into his body was easily detected by Qin Hanchu.
After a full hour, the youth finally stopped practicing.
Having watched for so long, Qin Hanchu had lost interest.
Although he knew the youth possessed an immortal artifact inheritance, Qin Hanchu did not reveal himself.
He had no desire to interfere in the youth's life.
A gentle breeze rustled through the forest, and Qin Hanchu, who had been sitting on the rock, vanished.
Qin Hanchu did not go to Blue Shore Coffee today, as he had to return to the villa to simmer soup for Axiang.
After hours of slow simmering over a low heat, the enticing aroma once again wafted into Liu Yujing's nostrils.
"Honey, what delicious food is Mr. Qin making again?"
"This smell is so wonderful, I want to eat it."
Liu Yujing coquettishly said to Fang Jianbo.
Fang Jianbo replied with a slight awkwardness, "I've already been there once, and it doesn't hurt to go again."
"Thank you for your trouble," Liu Yujing giggled.
Fang Jianbo picked up the insulated container and headed towards Qin Hanchu's villa.
As Fang Jianbo rang the doorbell, Qin Hanchu was already at the door.
The moment the doorbell rang, Qin Hanchu opened the villa door.
"Mr. Qin, that..."
As it was the second time he was coming to pick up food, Fang Jianbo felt even more embarrassed than the first time.
Qin Hanchu said, "I've stewed some bone soup at home. Take some back to try."
Fang Jianbo chuckled. "Then I won't be polite. Your cooking is truly delicious."
"It's alright, I can't finish it all by myself."
At Qin Hanchu's invitation, Fang Jianbo entered the villa with the insulated container.
"We're having a barbecue at home tomorrow noon. If you don't mind, Mr. Qin, please join us."
After Qin Hanchu took the insulated container, Fang Jianbo said this.
Qin Hanchu smiled and nodded. "Of course, that sounds wonderful. I'll be there on time."
"Then we await your esteemed presence," Fang Jianbo said with a smile.