C39 Crippled One of Your Arms.!

Your arm will be rendered useless.

Qin Feng's movements were incredibly fast and agile, leaving even a seasoned Body Tempering level 7 Fighter without a moment to react!

Yet, Qin Feng had always been considered worthless—how had he become so terrifying so suddenly?

Qin Shan couldn't comprehend it.

With a swift lift of his right leg, Qin Feng's knee savagely hit Qin Shan's abdomen, causing him to howl in agony once more.

"Where is Ling Er?"

Qin Feng had no time to waste and demanded with an authoritative tone.

"Ling Er? Your personal maid? She's quite the gem. You wouldn't believe how soft her skin is, or how enchanting her screams are!"

Qin Feng's eyes darkened with fury. He wound up his fist and smashed it into Qin Shan.

His strength was formidable, especially after being refined by the Primordial True Dragon Technique, rivaling that of any Fighter at the True Spirit Stage.

Against such terrifying power, how could Qin Shan possibly withstand it?

Another punch! And then another!

Qin Feng's fists kept flying, relentlessly beating Qin Shan until he was vomiting blood and screaming in pain, his face swelling to the point of disfigurement.

"Qin Feng, you've got some nerve! The Family Head won't let you get away with this!"

The guards around them broke out in a cold sweat, yelling and scolding, but none dared to step forward and stop him!

"You're not talking, are you?"

Qin Feng let out a cold, harsh laugh, his zhenqi circulating as he raised his fist to strike again.

"I'm telling you, I'm begging you—please, no more hits."

Qin Feng didn't hesitate; his fist struck Qin Shan again, the zhenqi amplifying its force, making it even more vicious than before.

Under the brutal onslaught, Qin Shan coughed up fresh blood, his face turning as white as a sheet.

"Qin Feng, why won't you stop?!"

Qin Shan's consciousness was blurring, and he let out a desperate cry.

"You were too slow to answer. Let's continue..."

Qin Feng raised his fist once more, speaking indifferently.

"No, Qin Feng, please!"

"I'll tell you everything, just stop!"

"I've just sent Ling Er to Lord Lin Xu; she's not with me..."

Before Qin Shan could finish his plea, a slash of Sword Qi cut through the air.

"My hand!"

After severing one of Qin Shan's arms, Qin Feng's expression darkened. Without hesitation, he tossed Qin Shan aside and sprinted towards Lin Xu's location.

"Young Lord, are you alright?"

A collective sigh of relief washed over the crowd as they watched Qin Feng leave. They quickly closed in around him, wiping the cold sweat from their foreheads and asking with evident concern.

"Someone notify my father immediately—I'm going to kill that bastard!"

Qin Shan's face contorted with rage as he roared like a madman.

Qin Feng's figure blurred, darting swiftly with an unmistakable urgency on his face.

"Damn it! In her previous life, Ling Er bit her own tongue to prevent Lin Xu from violating her. Now that destiny has given me another chance, I won't let her life be lost again!"

"Lin Xu, you vile bastard, you better not do this!"

Lin Xu was an alchemist recruited by the Qin family. His standing was not significant while Qin Feng's father was around, but after his disappearance and Qin Yunhai stepping in as the interim Family Head, Lin Xu's status skyrocketed.

Now, Lin Xu acted with impunity, as if he didn't even regard Qin Yunhai, treating the entire Qin family as if it were his own dominion. Lin Xu would swagger around, bullying and intimidating the Qin family members, who were filled with resentment towards him.

Despite this, Lin Xu's alchemical skills were indispensable to the Qin family, forcing them to reluctantly tolerate his behavior.