Seeing the man approach,
the man Chu Qingyun was holding by the collar instantly seemed to find his backbone and grew smug again. "Kid, let me go, right now! Or else Young Master Qu won't let you off!"
"Annoying mutt!"
Chu Qingyun's eyes went cold. He threw the man against the main gate of the Qin Mansion. The man slowly slid to the ground, his face completely flattened...
"Were you behind what just happened?" Chu Qingyun asked in a cold voice, his gaze fixed on the so-called Young Master Qu.
Anyone who had been messed with and left to wait like an idiot at the front gate all morning would be in a foul mood.
"Hmph. It was me. What are you going to do about it?"
"Chu Qingyun, I hear you're a Gold Medal Captain of the Great Xia Dragon Guard and that you even defeated the geniuses of the Four Great Clans in the Four Races Martial Arts Competition. I thought you were somebody, but it turns out you're just a coward!"
