The Earth won't allow someone as awesome as me to exist!

Chapter 6 Brother...

"A mysterious powerful figure?"

This immediately piqued Zhao Yuanshan's interest. He knew very well that his cousin's family was quite arrogant, and wondered what kind of mysterious expert could attract his cousin's family to come all the way to Jinling.

Zhao Jiancheng nodded slightly: "I've heard that a remarkable expert has emerged in Jinling, possibly even a ninth-realm terrestrial immortal!"

hiss!

Zhao Yuanshan couldn't help but gasp. Although he wasn't a martial artist, he had reached a certain level and could understand some things about martial arts. The Land Immortal was the number one martial artist. He never expected that such a powerful person would appear in Jinling.

In his eyes, let alone a ninth-realm terrestrial immortal, even his cousin, a fifth-realm grandmaster, was an unattainable existence.

It is easy to imagine how terrifying the Nine Realms are.

Da da da……

Zhao Yuanshan was about to ask something when Zhao Donglai came out. His eyes lit up when he saw Zhao Jiancheng: "Brother, what brings you here?"

Zhao Jiancheng glanced at his cousin, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes. It was clear from his appearance that his body had been drained by women. As a martial artist, he looked down on such a good-for-nothing who was only obsessed with women. However, he was still his cousin, so he naturally wouldn't show his disdain.

"You, can't you learn from your brother and practice martial arts more?" Zhao Yuanshan was also somewhat disappointed in this son. Compared with Zhao Jiancheng, he was not even in the same league.

One of them looked imposing and had a sharp aura, but when you look at your son, he looks weak inside and out. Without comparison, there is no harm. Your son will be drained by women sooner or later.

Zhao Donglai sat down with a grin: "Dad, I'm just not cut out for martial arts."

He knew very well that practicing martial arts was extremely arduous, and at his age, he only wanted to enjoy himself, so he had no intention of enduring hardship.

"Talent is also a factor in martial arts training," Zhao Jiancheng said calmly, implying that Zhao Donglai did not have the talent.

"Give me back my lady!!!"

Suddenly, a mournful cry came from outside.

"What's going on?" Zhao Yuanshan frowned. "Can't you see we have important guests?"

The butler rushed in and whispered, "Master, it's a servant from the Qin family."

Zhao Yuanshan roared, "How dare a servant yell at me like that? Have him thrown out!"

"etc."

Zhao Donglai smiled and said, "Give her back to her. She's already half-dead. It would be too bad luck if she died in our house."

"Yes," the butler replied.

Zhao Yuanshan said apologetically to Zhao Jiancheng, "Nephew, I'm sorry you had to see this."

Zhao Jiancheng waved his hand dismissively. As a martial artist, he naturally wouldn't take ordinary people seriously. He could easily kill ten or a hundred women without batting an eye, let alone one. This wasn't unheard of in the martial arts world.

This is a dog-eat-dog world; the weak do not deserve sympathy.

Qin Lan was carried and thrown in front of the servant. Upon seeing her young mistress's appearance, the maid burst into heart-wrenching sobs: "Miss... don't scare me..."

"Take them away right now, don't let them wail in my Zhao family, it's bad luck!" the butler sneered.

"You..." the maid pointed at the Zhao family, "I'm calling the police! I'm calling the police to arrest you!"

"Call the police?"

Zhao Donglai loved hearing these wailing sounds; they gave him a special kind of pleasure. So he deliberately ran out to see the maid's heart-wrenching cries, and then kicked her away: "You can call the police all you want, but I can't guarantee your mistress will see the sun tomorrow."

"You're an animal!!" the maid roared.

"You damned thing!" Zhao Donglai roared, grabbing the nearly lifeless Qin Lan and slapping her several times. "The dog doesn't know any better, so I have to teach its master a lesson."

"Let go of the young lady..." The maid rushed forward upon seeing this.

"Kneel down!" Zhao Donglai pointed to the ground.

The maid dared not resist in the slightest, immediately kneeling on the ground and kowtowing: "Please, let the young lady go, I won't call the police, I absolutely won't call the police, please..."

Seeing that the maid was somewhat attractive—not stunningly beautiful, but still passable—Zhao Donglai harbored a wicked thought and chuckled, "If you want me to release your young lady, it's not impossible. Now, take off your clothes!"

The maid trembled. She was already in her thirties and, although unmarried, most young men wouldn't even look at someone like her. She never expected this young master of the Zhao family to be so perverted. But now, in Zhao Donglai's hands, she could only do as he said and slowly took off her clothes...

Zhao Jiancheng in the living room simply sipped his tea. He naturally had no sympathy for an ordinary person, and simply said, "Donglai is too indecisive. Just kill him to avoid future troubles."

"Nephew is right. I'll have Donglai handle it later." Zhao Yuanshan nodded in agreement, but he was puzzled. These martial arts practitioners were indeed different. Killing people was as easy as drinking water. But then again, ordinary people were really like ants in the eyes of these martial arts masters.

There were also many servants in the Zhao family courtyard, all of whom were watching the female servant slowly take off her clothes. Some of the men couldn't help but swallow hard. It has to be said that although this female servant was over thirty years old, her skin was still very firm, and most importantly, it was very fair.

One garment after another was removed, until the maid was left with only a last piece of clothing to cover her shame.

"Take it off!" Zhao Donglai became impatient with the maid's dawdling.

"Sister Wu...no..." Qin Lan, still somewhat conscious, managed to speak with difficulty.

With tears streaming down her face, Sister Wu wanted to remove the last veil of modesty, which aroused the excitement of some men.

Boom!

But at that moment, a loud bang was heard.

A figure appeared in the courtyard and stood in front of Zhao Donglai. Qin Lan, who was in Zhao Donglai's arms, had somehow ended up in the figure's arms.

"Who the hell are you?"

Zhao Donglai was somewhat annoyed by this sudden appearance: "Don't you know this is the Zhao family home?"

Some of Zhao's thugs knew they had a job, and they slowly surrounded him, each carrying a weapon. As long as Zhao Donglai gave the order, they would attack this kid who had appeared out of nowhere.

The dying Qin Lan seemed to feel a warm embrace. Her eyes were cloudy and her vision was blurry. It took her a while to see that very familiar face clearly. Tears immediately streamed down her face. She hadn't cried when Zhao Donglai abused her, and she hadn't cried even when her body was ravaged like this.

But at this moment, she cried...

"Waaaaah... Brother..."