The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign-Chapter 284 - 280: I Want Your Life! (2)

"Are you finished?"

When Qin Fan uttered those words, Liao Yuanhang and the two officers behind him hadn't even had time to react.

CRACK!

A sharp, crisp slap echoed through the night.

Liao Yuanhang instinctively cradled his instantly swollen face, only to realize that Qin Fan, who had vanished in a blur just a moment ago, was already back in his original spot.

"Kneel. Slap yourself and apologize to my soldiers. Don't stop until they tell you that you can leave," Qin Fan said mockingly, not giving Liao Yuanhang a chance to speak. "Otherwise, not only will you fail to teach me any manners, but I'll also make you question your very existence."

A mere beginner in Dark Energy dares to act so arrogantly in front of me? He's truly courting death!

"Instructor, I know you were invited here by the Senior Officer, but this place isn't like the outside world! You can't just do as you please. Since you're here, you have to follow our rules, regardless of who brought you!"

Their Third Brother had been hit. How could they, his juniors, just stand by and watch? Of course not. The two officers stared at Qin Fan, their faces livid as they spoke through clenched teeth.

"Is it your place to speak?" Qin Fan's gaze shifted to the two of them.

"Insolence!" one of the officers couldn't hold back, roaring in anger.

"Moron," Qin Fan spat out, annoyed. He surged forward and kicked the man squarely in the abdomen.

THUD!

With a dull thud, the officer was sent flying several meters away.

"From the moment Han Rongguang invited me here, this place became my private domain. So, if you know what's good for you, scram as far away as you can! Don't provoke my fury with your incessant chatter. I guarantee that would be a nightmare for you. Now, get lost!" Pointing at the other stunned officer, Qin Fan sneered, his confidence unshakable.

"You... you...! Fine, fine, fine!"

The power of that single kick made it clear to the remaining officer that he was no match for Qin Fan. His finger trembled with explosive rage as he pointed at him. After sputtering a few hateful words, he reached for Liao Yuanhang again. "Third Brother, let's go!"

"Can't you understand plain language? I told *you* to leave. You, and that dirt-eating moron over there!" Qin Fan shouted impatiently.

"You goddamn bastard! You're courting death!"

Before the other officer could say a word, Liao Yuanhang could no longer contain his erupting fury. With a savage roar, he lunged toward Qin Fan, his body radiating ferocious intent. "I'll take your life!"

Take my life?

Hearing this, Qin Fan laughed. He looked mockingly at Liao Yuanhang, who seemed to be charging in slow motion. Just as his opponent was about to reach him, Qin Fan leaped into the air. Like a great roc spreading its wings, he brought a palm smashing down on the top of Liao Yuanhang's head.

If Qin Fan hadn't controlled his strength, that single blow would have shattered his skull. Still, even with Qin Fan holding back most of his power, Liao Yuanhang was smashed to the ground.

The sight of a novice in the Dark Energy realm being knocked out with a single blow left the remaining officer frozen in place, utterly dumbfounded.

What... what level of Cultivation is this? Just who is this guy the Senior Officer invited?

Ignoring the officer's reaction, Qin Fan landed and crouched down. He grabbed Liao Yuanhang by the hair, lifted his head, and asked with a sinister grin, "Kneel down and slap yourself. Any problem with that?"

"In your fucking dreams!" As Qin Fan's question cut through the buzzing in his head, Liao Yuanhang instinctively shook his dizzy head and roared back furiously.

"Dreaming, are we? Fine. I'll help you kneel." With that, Qin Fan yanked him up by his hair. Without a second thought, he flipped his hand over and brought the back of it down on Liao Yuanhang's knee.

SNAP.

The next moment, Liao Yuanhang let out a heart-wrenching scream. His body convulsed violently as everyone watched, his face turning a ghastly pale in an instant. Cold sweat beaded and streamed down his forehead.

"Three limbs left. Will you kneel now?" Qin Fan asked with a harmless smile, completely ignoring the piercing wails.

"What did you do to him? Let go! Let go of him!" Hearing Liao Yuanhang's agonized screams, the other officer trembled all over. He pointed at Qin Fan, his voice pitching higher and sharper than it ever had before.

Of their three brothers, one had been kicked several meters away and was still on the ground. Another was being tortured into these wretched howls. How could he possibly remain calm?

"If you run your fucking mouth again, believe me when I say I'll deal with you too! This is your last warning. Take that piece of trash and get out of my sight!" Qin Fan bellowed, pointing the same hand that had just shattered Liao Yuanhang's kneecap at the officer.

WHOOSH!

At this final warning and the look in his eyes, the officer felt a surge of chilling dread welling up from the soles of his feet. Staring into Qin Fan's terrifying eyes, his instincts screamed that if he didn't leave now, he never would. Clenching his jaw, his body trembling faintly, the officer looked toward Liao Yuanhang.

"Go! Hurry! Get reinforcements!" Liao Yuanhang managed to shout in broken gasps, the excruciating pain lancing through him.

Reinforcements?

Liao Yuanhang's words jolted him to his senses. He immediately abandoned all other thoughts, turned, and ran. A few meters away, he hauled up the unfortunate soul Qin Fan had kicked over, and the two of them quickly disappeared.

"Have you made up your mind? Will you kneel?" Qin Fan asked Liao Yuanhang again, completely unconcerned by the call for reinforcements.

"I... I... I..." Terror filled Liao Yuanhang's eyes. He couldn't fathom how a young man, not even twenty years old, could force a Dark Energy novice into such a state. For a moment, with cold sweat pouring down his face, he couldn't utter another word.

"Heh! Never mind, you don't have to say it. I'll make the choice for you." His patience wearing thin, Qin Fan finished speaking and flipped his hand over, the back of it aimed at Liao Yuanhang's other knee.

In the split second before the blow landed, Liao Yuanhang finally broke.

"I'll kneel! I'll kneel! I'll kneel!" he shrieked hysterically. He had no other choice. His instincts told him Qin Fan would absolutely cripple all his limbs. He truly would.

"Wasting a leg for nothing, was it worth it? It would've been much better if you'd just done this from the start! Heh heh!" Qin Fan taunted, making light of having crippled the man's leg. With that, he tossed Liao Yuanhang to the ground. "Face my soldiers," he commanded. "Start slapping. Don't stop until they forgive you."

Somehow, once he hit the ground, the pain in Liao Yuanhang's ruined leg vanished completely. He stared venomously at the dozen stunned soldiers, a boundless sense of humiliation spreading from his kneeling form.

"SLAP!"

At Qin Fan's flat, cold command, Liao Yuanhang's body trembled once more.

Then, clenching his jaw so hard he thought his teeth would shatter, he slowly raised a hand and began to slap his own face.