The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign

A hysterical roar that seemed to pierce the heavens tore through the air, causing countless tourists to turn and look at the young men sprinting toward them from behind.

As for Chen Shan, he hadn’t even recovered from the mild concussion that left his vision swimming with stars. Upon hearing that voice, his body, which he was struggling to force upright, swayed violently before he crumpled to the ground once more.

Chen Dog! That’s what those dandies from Four-nine City called him. For that name to thunder in his ears at this critical juncture... to think this wasn’t aimed at him would be beyond naive. After clawing his way to the top in Beijing and dominating countless people, he wasn’t so foolish as to believe in such coincidences! But why would one of the city’s top scions come all the way out here, and why was he so furious?

Subconsciously, Chen Shan, still sprawled on the ground, forgot about trying to stand up again. He snapped his head toward Qin Fan, his eyes filled with boundless fear. The situation was painfully clear. Other than this lunatic who had appeared out of nowhere, there was no other possible explanation!

"Quite the temper! Heh!" Qin Fan said, no longer paying the Chen father and son any mind as he looked toward the source of the commotion.

He saw seven youths, gasping for breath, who had forcefully shoved aside the crowd of onlookers. Their legs trembled with exhaustion as they sprinted over.

"Stop—!" one of Chairman Wang’s attendants barked. Momentarily stunned and unaware that these newcomers were the infamous dandies of Four-nine City, he reached out to block Ma Yunhai’s group.

But before he could finish his command, Ma Yunhai lifted a leg, still trembling from the long sprint, and kicked him viciously.

"Stop my ass! Fuck you!"

As an attendant to a business magnate, he was naturally no ordinary fighter. But he was caught completely off guard, never expecting an attack. In that bizarre, split-second misunderstanding, Ma Yunhai kicked him clean off his feet.

Knocked down so unexpectedly, the attendant nimbly scrambled back up and bellowed, "Fuck your mother! Get them!"

"Stop! Stop! Fucking stop! Goddammit, all of you, stop!"

However, just as the other attendants prepared to charge, Chairman Wang, nearly crying from fright, screamed in a panicked, trembling voice. At his words, the attendants froze instantly. They all stared at their boss, their eyes filled with utter confusion and bewilderment.

But Chairman Wang offered them no explanation. His body shaking violently, he stumbled forward and practically fell before Ma Yunhai and his men. THUD! Without a second thought, he dropped to his knees.

"I... I kneel before you, young masters! I beg you to quell your anger! Please, calm down!" As he spoke, his terror was palpable in his trembling voice and shaking body. He didn’t even dare lift his head.

This scene stunned everyone except Chen Shan. The world seemed to plunge into a deathly silence. In front of countless onlookers, Chairman Wang, a man of clearly high status, had actually knelt of his own accord? And he was trembling uncontrollably as he did so, openly displaying his fear?

Madness! Who in the world were these guys?

The most shocked of all were Xiao Jiang and his circle of rich kids. Given their station, they had no access to the circle of elite scions from Four-nine City, so they couldn’t possibly know who Ma Yunhai and his friends were. But could anyone who made Chairman Wang kneel and beg for mercy on sight be an ordinary person?

Suddenly, these arrogant young men, who considered themselves high society, all turned pale and began to tremble uncontrollably. Panicked gulps echoed from their throats.

"Calm down? Calm my ass! Not a single one of you worthless dogs is getting away today! And you, the foul-mouthed idiot! Great. It’s been a long fucking time since anyone dared to talk to me like that! Fucking ballsy of you! Really fucking ballsy!" Ma Yunhai roared in fury, lashing out to slap Chairman Wang hard across the head.

SMACK! The heavy sound echoed from Chairman Wang’s skull. The blow left his head ringing, and his body slumped to the side.

"Dad!" Seeing this, Wang Zitao reflexively shoved away the woman supporting him and lunged toward his father on the ground.

"What’s this, a father-son act? Fuck your mother!" Ma Yunhai sneered.

Before the stumbling Wang Zitao could reach his father, Ma Yunhai kicked out.

BAM!

The kick sent Wang Zitao flying sideways with a pained scream, giving him no chance to get close.

As if treating the Wangs as less than human, Ma Yunhai planted his foot on Chairman Wang’s face. Looking down at him, he yelled, "Get all your worthless dogs on their knees for me!"

"Yes! Yes, Young Master Ma!" cried Chairman Wang, his voice trembling. Completely consumed by fear, he had no time to dwell on the humiliation.

He knew all too well that in the eyes of these Four-nine City scions, so-called business magnates like him were nothing but ants they could crush at any moment. So, the instant Ma Yunhai lifted his foot, Chairman Wang began screaming maniacally at his entourage, "Kneel! All of you, kneel down!"

They had no choice, nor did they dare make one. At Chairman Wang’s command, the entire entourage dropped to their knees with a series of dull thuds.

Ma Yunhai took a deep breath. As the men knelt, he didn’t even spare Xiao Jiang and the other so-called young masters from Beijing a single glance. His expression abruptly shifted into one of anxiety as he hurried over to the amused-looking Qin Fan.

"Boss Qin, I’m sorry for being late!" Ma Yunhai said, bowing his head. A messy mix of excitement, fervor, and shame churned within him as he finally faced the idol he had long admired.

"Not late at all. You arrived just in time," Qin Fan said with a light, easygoing laugh. "What’s your relationship with Old Ma?"

"Boss Qin, Yunbin is my older cousin! My name is Ma Yunhai. I’ve heard about your legendary reputation for so long! I’ve always wanted to find a chance to visit you, but my cousin forbade it! He said he’d break my legs if I dared to act on my own. So, I could only hold my admiration for you in my heart! Heh heh, heh heh!"

The tyrannical demeanor of the Four-nine City scion had vanished completely. Now, Ma Yunhai was like a fawning, zealous fan in the presence of his idol. Looking at him now, who would ever believe this was one of the proud and unruly young masters of Four-nine City?

"Your brother did the right thing. Getting close to me is dangerous," Qin Fan said, shaking his head with a playful smile.

"No, no! I’m not afraid!" Ma Yunhai protested, quickly looking up.

Just as he finished, the other six scions from Four-nine City stepped forward eagerly.

"Boss Qin, since we dared to come, we have no reservations!" one of them declared, speaking for the group. They all stared at Qin Fan with fervent admiration, their hearts pounding in their chests.