After all, what was happening before them was simply too outrageous.

The head waiter of Mingyue Tower—at Mingyue Tower, even when they saw him, they'd need to show some respect.

After all, even if you don't consider the monk's face, you must consider the Buddha's; the boss behind Mingyue Tower is not someone to be trifled with.

Yet this person whom everyone needed to show face to was, after meeting this kid, suddenly scared and wet himself? And shortly after, he knelt down?

What on earth is happening?

Is this kid crazy?

"Qi Ming, has your brain been soaked?" Yan Bin, who had been planning how to torment Lin Beichen, looked up at this scene and felt his head was about to explode with anger.

He glared at Qi Ming with bloodshot eyes, barking like a mad dog, "Young Master asked you to kill this bastard, not to kneel before him like a dog! If you like to kneel that much, fine! When I get back, I'll have someone make a kneeling bronze statue and put you inside, making you kneel day and night until you die kneeling!"

Molded into a bronze statue and then kneel to death.

This sounds like a joke, but everyone present, including Qi Ming, knew that Yan Bin wasn't joking.

He truly dared, and truly would do such a thing.

As one of the top noble families beneath the three major families, the Yan Family was like a local emperor in certain places in Pineapple Bay. Killing someone wasn't an everyday affair for them, but it wouldn't cause much trouble either.

After all, in this place, almost anything could be settled with money.

Don't be fooled by Qi Ming being head waiter of Mingyue Tower. If the Yan Family spoke up, the person behind Mingyue Tower certainly wouldn't protect Qi Ming to the death.

It's not that they don't have that ability, but there's just no need.

Just a head waiter; important if you say so, but also unimportant.

There's absolutely no need to oppose the Yan Family for such an insignificant person.

So it can be foreseen; if Qi Ming cannot satisfy Yan Bin, then his fate would most likely be to be molded into a bronze statue.

This terrified Qi Ming.

Death was already frightening, but to be molded into a bronze statue—the mere thought of it sent such a chill through him that his face turned pale, his body trembled all over, and the stifling feeling below almost made him lose control and wet himself again.

Despite Qi Ming being so scared that his face turned ashen and his legs went weak, he did not immediately succumb to Yan Bin's pressure. Instead, he forced himself to stand, shakily approaching Yan Bin, and tremblingly advised, "Yan Shao, this person's background is complicated; you really don't need to..."

"Cut the crap!" Yan Bin roared, kicking Qi Ming decisively to the ground, his face contorting in anger. "This bastard nearly got me killed, and you tell me there's no need? No need my foot!"

Upon finishing, still feeling unsatisfied, Yan Bin furiously kicked the struggling-to-rise Qi Ming hard again, leaving him with a face of flowing nosebleed.

Then, he pointed at Qi Ming's nose, swearing viciously, "You bastard, dare mess around and not carry out orders. When my people arrive, I'll let you join this kid in meeting King Yama!"

A subsidiary of Yan Group was right next to Mingyue Tower, so it was foreseeable that their people could arrive rapidly.

By then, Qi Ming would lose all value of use, and his fate could be imagined.

"Yan Shao..." Qi Ming crawled over like a dog to clutch Yan Bin's leg tightly, his face full of tears as he pleaded, "Yan Shao, this person is truly extraordinary! Yesterday our manager personally ordered that we mustn't offend this person!"

"Manager?" Yan Bin's eyes narrowed, laughing coldly as he raised his hand to slap Qi Ming's face, leaving him disoriented. "What is your manager compared to me? I bet he won't dare meddle in my affairs, even if given ten guts!"

"Yan Shao, the manager was merely passing the message, the true orders came from the general manager..."

"Get lost!"

Before Qi Ming could finish speaking, Yan Bin kicked him away.

Yan Bin then turned to Lin Beichen, cursing ferociously, "Kid, do you think you can abuse connections with Mingyue Tower's general manager and act recklessly? Do you think I won't dare touch you with his backing?"

He approached Lin Beichen, his eyes blazing, shouting madly, "You hurt me like this, and not even a vice president, let alone the total manager of Mingyue Tower or President Yang himself can save you! Yan Bin wants you dead, you're sure to die; no Immortal can save you!"

Afterwards, he glared viciously at Qi Ming, yelling angrily, "What are you standing there for? Quickly take your men and kill him! Do I have to wait for my people to come and deal with you lazy bastards together?"

...

In the office of the general manager within Yan Group's subsidiary next to Mingyue Tower, intermittent noise rose and fell.

Where there was initially no one outside, a few minutes later, urgent knocking shuddered the doors, silencing the noise inside.

A middle-aged man inside carelessly donned a coat, lunging angrily at the door, shouting outside, "Who has the nerve? Didn't I say not to bother me unless it's serious?"

He flung open the door furiously, without a word, kicking the person outside.

The kick was forceful, filled with rage, launching the person outside to the ground.

The middle-aged man, still unsatisfied, went on to straddle the person, vigorously punching and kicking.

It's no wonder he was so infuriated; they ruined a critical moment for him with the interruption.

If he weren't strong and healthy, someone else might have been knocked out cold.

"What are you all gawking at? Don't you have work to do?" he shouted furiously, quelling the curiosity outside.

He then griped the person's neck, dragging them into the office, squinting his eyes, he coldly spoke, "You better give me a reasonable explanation, or I'll make sure you regret it immensely."