This boy in front of ... is he Qin Heng!? How is that possible? How can this be? How can he be Qin Heng? How can he be Young Master Qin Heng?! Impossible! Absolutely impossible!
Xia Feng was shocked to his core. No matter what, he could hardly believe Xia Ming's words. He couldn't believe that the boy in front of him was Qin Heng!
What kind of person is Young Master Qin Heng? How could he possibly take a taxi here, and just a regular DiDi? That's too absurd! Shouldn't he have arrived in a top-of-the-line luxury car worth tens of millions? Why would he take a DiDi?
The people around were also stunned, all of them looking incredulously at Qin Heng, as if they had heard the most inconceivable thing in the world.
"Dad, Dad!! You must be kidding ."
Xia Feng pointed at Qin Heng, his face full of disbelief, and said to Xia Ming, "Young Master Qin Heng is like a God, an incredibly important person. How could he be this kind of person? How could he be..."
SLAP!!
With a crisp sound, Xia Ming rushed over and slapped Xia Feng, making him see stars and his head roar.
"What right do you, you little brat, have to criticize what Young Master Qin Heng should be like?!" Xia Ming gritted his teeth. He was truly terrified, wishing he could kill Xia Feng on the spot.
Damn it! Really, damn it! How dare he speak so disrespectfully about Young Master Qin Heng? Does he fucking want to die?! He clearly doesn't want to live! But I still want to live, and the Da Xia Corporation has to survive this!
Hearing Xia Feng's words, Xia Ming was almost scared enough to kneel before Qin Heng.
Because he knew many things. This included the fact that the He Family of Beijing had already submitted to Qin Heng's might, and that Qin Heng had brought the four great families of Tianhai to heel.
He knew the terror of Qin Heng very well!
This brat Xia Feng, by being so recklessly disrespectful to Young Master Qin Heng, was practically courting death!
"Dad! Are you serious?" Xia Feng sobered up slightly. He looked at Qin Heng, still full of shock, and said, "How can it be? Young Master Qin Heng has a net worth of trillions! When he travels, it should be with a parade of luxury cars and bevies of beauties. That's the only thing that suits Young Master Qin Heng's stature!"
He seed to have suffered a great blow, like a child whose fantasy had been shattered, filled with shock and heavy disappointnt.
"..." Qin Heng was sowhat speechless. He felt Xia Feng was a bit crazy. Who travels with a procession of luxury cars and won? He must have a screw loose.
As for Xia Shuang, she was completely dumbfounded. She had never seen Xia Feng like this before. He wasn't at all like the legendary elite general manager, but more like a fool.
"You little bastard!" Xia Ming was imnsely anxious. He raised his hand to slap Xia Feng again, terrified that he might say sothing else wrong and doom the entire Da Xia Corporation and the Xia family!
But at this mont, Xia Feng suddenly looked up, an expression of sudden realization on his face, and said, "I've got it! Of course! Young Master Qin Heng, you're actually being modest and unassuming, not showing off!
After all, your brilliance is too dazzling. If it's not camouflaged, anyone who ets you would feel inferior and even lose the courage to live! Now I realize it! No wonder! No wonder at all! Indeed, my understanding of you was too superficial! I am truly sorry! I apologize, Young Master Qin Heng! My perspective was too vulgar! Possessing vast fortune yet living with such simple grace, untouched by mundane desires—such deanor and integrity! You are truly a Saint of our era! No wonder I didn't recognize it at first!"
THUMP!!
Xia Feng grew increasingly excited and ashad. He knelt directly in front of Qin Heng, as if he were about to shatter his kneecaps, and said with utmost humiliation, "Young Master Qin Heng, I was blind and failed to recognize Mount Tai, unable to comprehend the actions of a Saint. I am truly ashad. I even spoke disrespectfully to you before, so please, punish ! Please, Young Master Qin Heng, punish !!"
The onlookers were all dumbfounded and petrified, including Xia Ming and Xia Shuang, who were also left utterly stunned by Xia Feng's series of remarks.
Holy shit! Holy shit! This is just too much! Such incredible bootlicking! Even the most fanatical cultists don't exaggerate this much, hailing Qin Heng as a living Saint among n?! This is insane!
"..." Qin Heng also froze, looking at Xia Feng with a half-smile, and said lightly, "Sever one of your arms."
"Thank you, Young Master Qin Heng!!"
Xia Feng shouted loudly, even kowtowing to thank Qin Heng. Then, without any hesitation, he stood up and charged at full force towards a lamppost on the roadside!
CRACK!!
Xia Feng collided fiercely with the lamppost. The sound of bones shattering could be heard, and his arm imdiately twisted, deforming in a completely unnatural direction!
"Ugh!!"
Xia Feng grunted, clutching his broken arm but not screaming out in pain. Clenching his teeth, he endured the agony and respectfully bowed to Qin Heng. "Thank you for your rcy, Young Master Qin Heng!!"
Qin Heng gave him a aningful look and then paid him no further attention. Patting Xia Shuang on the head, he said, "Let's go and see what relics the exhibition has."
"Ah?" Only then did Xia Shuang snap out of her shock. She nodded subconsciously and said, "Okay, sure!"
And with that, she followed Qin Heng towards the Beijing Expo Center venue.
As Qin Heng passed by Xia Ming, he gently patted him on the shoulder, saying aningfully, "You've raised a good son."
That statent imdiately made Xia Ming, who had just relaxed, tense up again. Just as he was about to speak, he found Qin Heng had already left.
There were very few people now at the entrance of the Beijing Expo Center.
Xia Ming looked at Xia Feng with complex emotions and asked, "When did you realize Young Master Qin Heng's identity?"
The implication of Qin Heng's recent words was clear.
He had realized—Xia Feng was faking it.
No matter how much of it was an act, so of it definitely was. No normal person could behave so fanatically.
"After you showed up, Dad," Xia Feng said, looking in the direction of the Beijing Expo Center venue. "Dad, what if I told you that my last speech was only thirty percent exaggerated and the rest was true, would you believe ?"
"I do," Xia Ming nodded. "I've always known about your admiration for Young Master Qin Heng. That's why I never dared to show you his photo. I was afraid you'd go crazy, try to find him, and disturb his life."
"Regardless, having seen Young Master Qin Heng in person this ti, I can die without regrets," Xia Feng said with a contented air. "Dad, we must do our best at this exposition to satisfy Young Master Qin Heng!"
"Of course," Xia Ming said with a smile. "Young Master Qin Heng is not only our big boss but our benefactor as well!"
The father and son exchanged smiles and also made their way towards the Beijing Expo Center venue.
The exposition was about to truly begin.
anwhile, in a dark corner not far away, three figures—two n and one woman—slowly erged. They had vacant expressions and deathly pale faces, like corpses. Their gazes were all fixed on the Beijing Expo Center!
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