Chapter 699 - 674: Talking Reason
Upon hearing the middle-aged man’s words, Sun Zhe looked at Zhang Feng on the stretcher, who was glaring at him with a furious gaze, and couldn’t help but find it amusing.
It turns out this guy couldn’t handle losing and called for backup?
A large group of people outside the door looked fierce and aggressive, clearly not to be trifled with.
Yet Sun Zhe remained calm and composed.
To him, this was just a small scene, not worth worrying about.
He scrutinized the middle-aged man before him, smiling lightly and said, "You’ve brought quite a few people. What’s your plan?"
The middle-aged man’s eyes narrowed slightly, sensing the invisible aura from Sun Zhe, and secretly thought this young man was no simple figure. He said coldly, "You’ve crippled my son’s arms; you must pay the price!"
Sun Zhe’s expression didn’t change, "Too bad that fighting is prohibited in the trade zone."
The middle-aged man laughed, "That’s why you can still stand and listen to me talk."
Sun Zhe glanced at Zhang Feng on the stretcher again and slowly said, "On the martial stage, punches, kicks, and blades know no mercy. Being injured and disabled is inevitable. If you’re not satisfied, you can go to Changwu Pavilion to argue."
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man suddenly laughed, "You crippled my son, Zhang Yide’s child. Why would I go to Changwu Pavilion?"
Sun Zhe smiled and met his gaze, "In fact, you’re just lacking the guts to argue with Changwu Pavilion and are only here to vent your anger on me."
Zhang Yide’s gaze turned colder, "Since you understand, there’s no need for pointless words."
Seeing the atmosphere tense, Chen Ruoyi quickly stepped up and stood before Sun Zhe, staring at Zhang Yide and said, "Uncle Zhang, you should go back. We’ll give you an explanation later."
She knew that Zhang Yide was quite a prominent figure in Kyoto, from a martial arts family with considerable influence, while Sun Zhe was a newcomer who hadn’t established his footing yet. How could he possibly contend with such a person?
"Oh, the Chen family’s girl, just drinking with your dad a few days ago. What, are you here at the Undying Pavilion for treatment too?"
Actually, Zhang Yide had noticed Chen Ruoyi long ago, but he didn’t pay attention to this junior. Now that Chen Ruoyi intervened to speak, he had to give her some face.
Chen Ruoyi looked at him, her eyes resolute, "Uncle Zhang, I won’t let you harm my friend. Besides, this is a trade zone. There’s no point in causing trouble here."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yide snorted coldly, "My son was crippled, and I came to demand an explanation from my foe, but you say it’s pointless?"
"Since it didn’t happen to you, of course, you think it’s pointless!"
"Chen family’s girl, this matter has nothing to do with you. I’m giving your dad some face; I advise you not to meddle in adult business as a junior."
At this moment, Sun Zhe suddenly reached out and gently placed his hand on Chen Ruoyi’s fragrant shoulder, tenderly pulling her behind him.
He wasn’t accustomed to hiding behind women.
He stepped forward, looking directly at Zhang Yide, "How do you want to handle this?"
Zhang Feng on the stretcher suddenly struggled, eyes red with rage, and shouted hatefully, "Dad, I want him crippled!"
Zhang Yide gestured for him to shut up, then stared at Sun Zhe with a grin, "I came to demand an explanation. You’re asking me how to handle it, isn’t that what you should be considering?"
"Boy, how do you think this should be handled?"
"What you say is reasonable."
To Zhang Yide’s surprise, Sun Zhe actually nodded in agreement.
Sun Zhe thought carefully for a moment, then seriously said, "Your son must have signed a life-and-death agreement before entering the martial stage, so his injuries are not my responsibility."
"However, out of humanitarianism, I’m personally willing to offer five hundred dollars for medical expenses as a gesture of comfort."
"In simpler terms, I’ll transfer five hundred dollars to you now, then kindly ask you to leave with your people. Don’t block my shop and affect my business. How does that sound?"
"Kid, are you trying to patronize me?!"
Zhang Yide, having reached his limit, roared furiously.
If it weren’t for the fact this was a trade zone, he’d surely rip Sun Zhe apart!
"Five hundred dollars, I could casually tip more than that for a meal!"
As he spoke, the large group outside the door moved forward menacingly.
If it were an ordinary person, they’d probably be frightened by this show of force, but Sun Zhe remained unperturbed.
He shrugged with some helplessness, "I’ve explained things clearly; why can’t you understand?"
"Explanations?"
Zhang Yide couldn’t help laughing upon hearing this, seemingly finding it an absurd joke.
He looked at Sun Zhe like a fresh graduate, "Boy, do you think there’s true fairness and justice in this world?"
"My son was perfectly fine and suddenly became a cripple; do you think I can calmly explain to you?"
Sun Zhe raised an eyebrow, "So you’re saying you don’t want explanations?"
Zhang Yide sneered, "If you had support, you could choose not to explain either!"
"But you have no power, no backing, so are you fit to explain?"
Sun Zhe gently shook his head, secretly channeling energy, and smiled, "Since you don’t understand explanations, I know a bit about fighting."
"What, you want to fight?"
"Alright!"
Zhang Yide raised his hand, "Destroy his shop for me!"
A large group outside the door immediately rushed in, intent on smashing things up, when a piercingly cold voice suddenly resounded from a small cubicle, "In front of the Emperor’s palace, who dares to act rashly?"
At the sound of this, Zhang Yide’s expression shifted, suddenly sensing a dangerous aura, as if plunged into an ice cellar.
The people behind him who were about to rush in and smash the shop had their legs go weak.
The invisible pressure in the air almost made it hard to breathe.
The crisp sound of high heels clicking entered everyone’s ears.
Jiang Qinglan gracefully walked out of the small cubicle, stood beside Sun Zhe, and looked at Zhang Yide with a half-smile, "I wonder if I’m fortunate enough to explain a few words to you?"
At this moment, Zhang Yide was already chilled, his entire body feeling numb.
Because he recognized Jiang Qinglan at a glance!
Given his status and position, although far from qualified to interact with someone like Jiang Qinglan, he had the honor of attending a few major banquets and saw Jiang Qinglan from afar once.
This was the Hua Country Emperor’s consort, the most powerful woman in the world — the Empress of Hua Country!
"Em... Empress?"
His lips trembled, his body seemed disobedient, his legs weakened, nearly causing him to sit on the floor.
Jiang Qinglan’s expression was indifferent, "Still want explanations?"
"Explain! Explain, explain, explain!"
Jiang Qinglan: "Are you even qualified to explain to me?"
Zhang Yide was drenched in sweat, nodding repeatedly, "Not qualified, not qualified!"
He recalled the words he had just spoken to Sun Zhe, and regretted them terribly.
But no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn’t comprehend why this incredibly powerful and ruthless entity would appear in such a rundown clinic.
It’s not just a case of floodwater reaching the Dragon King’s temple. It’s as if it hit the Jade Emperor’s heavenly palace!
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