"Su Qian?"

Qin Chuan quietly retracted his stance; Su Qian's appearance disrupted his rhythm.

He worried that if a real fight broke out, he wouldn't be able to ensure Su Qian's safety.

Before long, Su Qian squeezed out from the crowd, standing directly in front of Qin Chuan.

Behind her was a middle-aged man in a suit and tie.

Seeing this, Chen An also silently retracted his stance and then looked towards Xiang Jinghui in the distance.

"What are you doing here? Hurry and leave; it's going to get dangerous if a fight breaks out." Qin Chuan said to Su Qian.

"I'm here to save you!"

Su Qian was very earnest: "Don't worry, with me here, no one will hurt you today."

"Uh..."

Qin Chuan's eye twitched: "Even if you didn't come, they couldn't hurt me."

The middle-aged man who appeared with Su Qian heard this, furrowed his brow, glanced at Qin Chuan with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

He ignored Qin Chuan and looked towards Xiang Jinghui in the distance: "Young Master Hui, could you do me a favor?"

"Feng Xiyang?"

Xiang Jinghui steadied himself and then pushed aside two young fops beside him, looking playfully at the middle-aged man Su Qian brought: "This girl, is she from your Silver Fox Commerce Association? Why don't I remember her?"

"This is a family matter within Silver Fox Commerce Association, no need for Young Master Hui to worry about it."

Feng Xiyang adopted a very humble posture, giving off an impression as if he was inferior to Xiang Jinghui.

Hearing this, Xiang Jinghui sneered: "Your Silver Fox is in the north and we Red Dragon are in the south. Where you're standing now, who does it belong to?"

"Naturally, it's the Red Dragon Association's."

Feng Xiyang smiled, then said neither obsequiously nor arrogantly: "But if Young Master Hui is willing to do me a favor, I, Feng, will certainly do my best to help you whenever needed."

"Since Feng Xiyang himself has spoken, if I don't agree, it would seem I'm not being reasonable."

Xiang Jinghui smiled and then said: "This kid has injured so many of my men, paying for their medical bills and apologizing isn't too much, is it?"

"That's appropriate."

While speaking, Feng Xiyang took out a bank card: "There's half a million in the card, just consider it as me treating the brothers to some tea."

Upon hearing this, Xiang Jinghui signaled one of his men to take the bank card.

Seeing this, Feng Xiyang visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he looked at Qin Chuan and said in a deep voice: "What are you waiting for, hurry up and apologize to Young Master Hui."

"Crazy!"

Qin Chuan stepped past Su Qian who was blocking him and looked at Xiang Jinghui: "Was it you who had someone smash the flower shop?"

"Oh?"

Xiang Jinghui flashed a playful smile and then looked at Feng Xiyang: "Feng Xiyang, do you think you should handle this, or should I?"

Feng Xiyang's face darkened, glaring fiercely at Qin Chuan: "What are you doing, I told you to apologize, are you deaf?"

"Who the hell are you? Telling me to apologize as soon as you show up, do I even know you?"

Qin Chuan was not accommodating to Feng Xiyang at all.

He jumped in and took sides, acted meek in front of Xiang Jinghui, but barked orders in front of him.

Pretending to be something you're not?

Qin Chuan had seen plenty of such people who try to smooth things over in the countryside, pretending to help on the surface, but really taking sides.

For all you know, they would be arm in arm with Xiang Jinghui later, enjoying themselves.

If it weren't for Su Qian's sake, he would have given him a couple of slaps.

"Xiao Qian, is this the attitude of your friend when asking someone for help?" Feng Xiyang questioned.

"Uncle Feng, I..."

Su Qian felt embarrassed, she could also see that Feng Xiyang was taking sides.

But now that things had come to this, she just wanted Qin Chuan to leave safely.

"With which eye do you see me needing to beg you?" Qin Chuan retorted mercilessly before Su Qian could speak.

"You!"

Feng Xiyang was fuming, he had never met someone so ungrateful.

In fact, he didn't want to come today.

If it weren't for Su Qian crying and begging, he wouldn't have bothered to get involved.

Now, here he was, came to help this brat, and this brat didn't even appreciate it?

"Alright, alright! Very good!"

Feng Xiyang, into a rage, directly turned to look at Xiang Jinghui: "Young Master Hui, today I will not intervene; do whatever you want, fight or kill, as you please."

"Uncle Feng! You..."

Su Qian was almost in tears seeing this.

"This brat doesn't know what's good for him, if he dies, he deserves it. You shouldn't stay here pretending to be a good Samaritan, let's go with me." Feng Xiyang said angrily.

"I'm not leaving; anyone who wants to hurt Brother Chuan has to go through me..."

Before Su Qian could finish, Qin Chuan turned and interrupted: "It's fine, you go with him first, your presence here will only distract me, I'll be fine, this person isn't my match."

"Re...really?" Su Qian's eyes were brimming with tears.

Qin Chuan nodded and reached out to gently stroke her head: "I still want to eat the meal you cook this weekend."

Hearing this, Su Qian let the tears flow down her cheeks, and she nodded heavily: "I won't leave, I'll just wait by the side, is that okay?"

"That's fine too."

Qin Chuan nodded, then watched as Feng Xiyang took Su Qian to the side.

At the same time, Xiang Jinghui, tired of the pretense, directly looked at Chen An in the distance: "Fight, today I'm in a good mood, just take his legs."

Hearing this, Chen An nodded and once again assumed a Xingyi Fist stance.

Qin Chuan turned to look at Chen An and then swiftly charged forward.

Unsure of the opponent's strength, Qin Chuan didn't dare to be overconfident, starting with a Crane Step Palm Push.

The movement was swift, fierce as thunder.

Chen An did not retreat, directly countering with the Tiger Form Fist from Xingyi Fist, charging at Qin Chuan with the momentum of a tiger hunting prey.

With a thud, their fists and palms met.

Chen An staggered back, while Qin Chuan was also forced to retreat two steps.

"Is he this weak?" Qin Chuan was puzzled.

Chen An's brow furrowed: "Is he this strong?"

"He must be holding back."

Qin Chuan didn't relax, and once again engaged with the Baji Fist.

Seeing this, Chen An dared not be careless and quickly shifted tactics, employing the more agile Swallow Form Fist.

But he quickly discovered that Qin Chuan's speed was even more agile and striking than his after using Swallow Form Fist.

After exchanging a few moves, Chen An found himself forced to retreat repeatedly.

His expression visibly grew more solemn.

"Chen An, are you messing around? What are you doing, aren't you going to attack?" Xiang Jinghui urged urgently, very dissatisfied with Chen An's performance.

"You are indeed holding back!"

Qin Chuan said seriously, then launched another aggressive attack.

Gasp!

Seeing this, Chen An felt a chill down his spine.

Holding back my ass.

Unable to win is just that.

Where could he possibly be holding back?

Chen An was suffering greatly. After just three more moves, he was punched in the chest and fell to the ground.

Although he wasn't some peerless master, he had honestly reached the 'enter the hall and master' level.

Yet now, he was being completely overwhelmed by this young man.

And this young man even thought he was holding back?

Holding back, my ass...

Before Chen An's thoughts could finish, Qin Chuan attacked again: "Stop holding back and show some real skills."

Not only did Qin Chuan say this, but Xiang Jinghui also angrily shouted at him: "Chen An, damn it, fight back! What the hell are you holding back for, attack!"

"I'm not holding back... Ow..."

Off guard, Chen An was hit again by Qin Chuan with a Scouting Palm, sent flying backward, breaking two ribs.

Qin Chuan was puzzled: "Was he really not holding back?"

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