Sour Pickled Peanuts

Chapter 645 Did You Kill My Son?

The restaurant was located within the sphere of influence of the Haixiang Merchant Association.

In less than twenty minutes, dozens of fierce-looking martial artists arrived outside the restaurant.

"Young master, who dared to lay a hand on you? We'll tear him apart right now!"

The leading martial artist roared furiously.

"Follow me!"

With such a group of subordinates as his backing, Young Master Wang immediately regained his domineering aura.

He swaggered into the restaurant with his entourage and then fixed his gaze upon Qin Hanchu and his daughter.

Seeing this scene, the restaurant's patrons knew that there was about to be some excitement.

Apart from those seated near Qin Hanchu and his daughter, everyone else put down their chopsticks to watch the spectacle.

Qin Hanchu took a sip of his drink and said, "Hurry up and finish, then we can get back to eating."

Baili Caixia smiled and nodded, then rose and walked towards Young Master Wang and his men.

"Seize her, and tonight I'll have her begging for mercy beneath me!"

Young Master Wang was unaware that his words were like a scythe of death.

Baili Caixia had initially only intended to beat him up, but upon hearing that, killing intent flashed in her eyes.

To dare speak such vulgar words to her was simply courting death!

"Think of your last words!"

Saying this, Baili Caixia moved towards Young Master Wang's subordinates.

Young Master Wang's subordinates surged forward, intending to capture Baili Caixia.

Because of Young Master Wang, Baili Caixia was utterly cold towards these men.

Her attacks were incredibly vicious; Young Master Wang's subordinates either had their legs broken or their arms severed.

The medical skills in this world were quite advanced, and ordinary broken legs and arms could be healed. However, the injuries inflicted by Baili Caixia were beyond the scope of this world's medical expertise.

Although the opponents were numerous, their strength was far too weak.

To everyone's shock, Young Master Wang's subordinates were disabled one after another.

In less than a minute, all of Young Master Wang's subordinates lay on the ground.

Young Master Wang's face turned ashen. He looked at Baili Caixia with pure terror.

His subordinates were all martial artists of the sixth or seventh grade, yet Baili Caixia had utterly crushed them as if they were mere vegetables.

This meant that Baili Caixia was likely at the ninth-grade realm.

To reach the ninth grade at such a young age was astonishingly powerful!

"Hurry up and finish, the food is getting cold," Qin Hanchu said while eating.

"Understood," Baili Caixia replied, then quickly walked towards Young Master Wang.

Young Master Wang, terrified, stumbled backward and turned to flee.

Baili Caixia casually picked up a pair of chopsticks and flicked them away.

The brown chopsticks flew like shuriken, piercing directly through Young Master Wang's kneecaps.

With a scream, Young Master Wang collapsed to the ground.

"My father is a Grandmaster martial artist, you..."

Baili Caixia didn't bother arguing with Young Master Wang. Instead, she kicked him directly in the head.

Under everyone's gaze, Young Master Wang collapsed to the ground, blood streaming from all seven of his orifices.

"A Grandmaster? I don't care even if it's a Great Grandmaster!" With that said, Baili Caixia smiled and returned to Qin Hanchu's side.

"Just killed him?"

"This... isn't this too domineering? That's the young master of the Haixiang Merchant Association, and they just killed him so casually?"

"Aren't these two trying to die?"

Qin Hanchu looked at the disabled henchmen. "Call your association leader and have him come to collect his son's corpse!"

The already shocked crowd was now even more stunned!

Not only were Qin Hanchu and his daughter not fleeing, but they were also summoning the Haixiang Association Leader to collect a corpse?

The Haixiang Association Leader was a Grandmaster-level expert. Were Qin Hanchu and his daughter planning to confront him head-on?

This was the murder of a son; weren't they afraid that the Haixiang Association Leader would fly into a rage and kill them!

"Did killing him cause any trouble?" Baili Caixia asked with a sheepish smile as she sat back down in front of Qin Hanchu.

Qin Hanchu smiled. "They're all dead, why ask?"

"Eat fish!" Baili Caixia smiled and served Qin Hanchu a piece of fish.

The father and daughter paid no mind to the stunned gazes around them and continued eating.

Just then, a roar echoed from the headquarters of the Haixiang Merchant Association.

Immediately after, dozens of luxury cars sped towards the restaurant.

Ten minutes later, noisy footsteps could be heard outside the restaurant.

Bang!

The restaurant door was forcefully pushed open, and the Haixiang Association Leader, followed by dozens of elites, rushed in.

The elites of the Haixiang Merchant Association were all at the eighth or ninth-grade realm.

With so many experts, their combined aura was quite formidable.

Upon entering, the Haixiang Association Leader spotted his son's body.

He roared hysterically, "Who killed my son? Come out and die!"

"There's no need to be so grief-stricken. I'll send you to join your son shortly."

Baili Caixia stood up, holding a bottle of drink.

"You killed my son?"

The Haixiang Association Leader couldn't believe it. How could his son, with so many subordinates, be killed by a young girl?

"Association Leader, it was her who killed the young master!"

The subordinates whose limbs had been crippled were still sitting on the ground. One of them pointed at Baili Caixia and shouted through his pain.

"How dare you kill my son! Today, I will repay the debt with your life!"

"Kill her!"

The Haixiang Association Leader did not make a move himself. He pointed at Baili Caixia and roared.

"I'll kill her!"

A middle-aged man standing to the right of the Haixiang Association Leader stepped forward.

This middle-aged man was a ninth-grade martial artist, considered a formidable expert in the urban environment.

"Come at me all at once. I'm too lazy to waste time with you."

Baili Caixia said dismissively.

"Courting death!"

Baili Caixia's words enraged the ninth-grade martial artist to the point of spitting blood.

As a ninth-grade martial artist, he could not tolerate such contempt from Baili Caixia.

The ninth-grade martial artist moved with lightning speed, reaching Baili Caixia in an instant.

He roared, and his fists, as large as cooking pots, lunged towards Baili Caixia's face.

If this strike landed, even an eighth-grade martial artist would be instantly killed by the impact.

Boom!

Just as the ninth-grade martial artist's fist was about to hit Baili Caixia, in the next moment, his body was suddenly sent flying!

With a resounding crash, the ninth-grade martial artist slammed into the wall behind him.

Pfft!

The man spat out a mouthful of blood and then collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

"Grand... Grandmaster!"

The Haixiang Association Leader and the elites beside him were dumbfounded!

They couldn't believe their eyes!

A ninth-grade martial artist had been defeated by a young girl in a single move!

Only a Grandmaster expert would possess such strength, right?

But Baili Caixia was only in her mid-twenties, and she had reached the Grandmaster realm at such a young age?

Despite the disbelief, the strength Baili Caixia displayed forced them to believe.

A Grandmaster under thirty years old was truly terrifying!

"Anyone below Grandmaster need not come up to die!" Baili Caixia's gaze fell upon the Haixiang Association Leader. "Make your move. I'll send you to accompany your son on the way!"

"To reach the Grandmaster realm at such a young age, no wonder you're so arrogant!"

"If it weren't for the murder of my son, I truly wouldn't want to be your enemy."

"But now, even if it means mutual destruction, I must avenge my son!"

The Haixiang Association Leader suppressed his shock, his voice filled with killing intent.