Chapter 641: The Young Master Has Gone Mad

Zheng Qian preferred to call them the Qianlu Security Team.

These people had been trained by Chen Chou within a few months of his return to the country. They were not originally martial arts experts, but they had decent foundations, having been eliminated from various provincial Chinese Kickboxing teams. People like them were the easiest to produce results with.

It wasn't that Zheng Qian wasn't picky; it was that Chen Chou wasn't.

He felt these people were just fine.

It was like those burly foreigners with their solid, hard muscles.

In Chen Chou's words, these people were already strong experts in external martial arts, and with a little training, they would be very fierce.

However, if one wanted to master internal martial arts at the same time, it wouldn't be that fast.

It wasn't something that could be achieved overnight.

Looking at Duan Qiran, one could tell; he originally had an excellent foundation. He could be said to be the person with the best kung fu under Chen Chou at the moment. It was just that after undergoing devilish training with him for this period, his martial arts skills were already enough to handle things independently.

Of course, that was assuming he hadn't encountered an internal energy expert of the same type as Chen Chou.

But coming back to the topic.

After the Qianlu Security Team came online, the scene immediately stabilized.

For no other reason—and nobody knew how good their kung fu really was—it was just about two words: many people.

With dozens of them crowding in, the original "arrogant and domineering" aura vanished completely. Except for Shin Jae-hyuk, everyone wished they could crawl under the table and play ostrich.

"Disarm."

Duan Qiran said calmly.

The Qianlu Security Team immediately sprang into action, disarming these people in a flash. Their movements were clean and efficient, without any hesitation. In less than a few seconds, there was no difference between these people and standing there stark naked.

Zheng Qian even saw a few people slap the others a few times while searching them.

Could it be... that there was some personal grudge?

However, it was funny to say that some people originally wanted to struggle a bit, but they became obedient immediately after being slapped.

"You, what do you want to do?"

Shin Jae-hyuk clutched his chest tightly, staring at Zheng Qian with unwillingness.

Just a moment ago, he had been searched several times by several people. He had only tried to block them with his hands and was slapped twice. When he wanted to say something, he was slapped a few more times by the person next to him. In the end, helpless, he just gave up and let them do as they pleased.

They searched him and pulled out a small Zorro pistol.

His shirt was wide open, exposing his chest and back.

He could barely cover himself with his clothes. In this state, where was the image of a top chaebol from South Korea, a third-generation heir of the Lotte Group? He looked exactly like a young girl who had just been humiliated, with tear stains still hanging from the corners of his eyes.

"Not doing anything, just hoping you won't act arrogant in my country."

"Also, I have already acquired the hotel of the Lotte Group on this island, though I have left a very small portion of shares for you. You can barely be called a shareholder. But now, I am the master here. I am telling you to leave, so you must leave."

Zheng Qian looked at Shin Jae-hyuk and said calmly.

Shin Jae-hyuk was stunned for a moment, then burst into loud laughter, rocking back and forth.

He gritted his teeth fiercely and swept his eyes over the Qianlu Security Team. "I warn you, you are arrogant now only because I didn't bring enough people. I am one of the third-generation heirs of the Lotte Group. You don't dare to touch me; you're just making empty threats. I am the master here, why should I leave? I warn you, do not challenge my patience..."

"Young Master... Young Master Shin..."

Just then, a Middle-aged Man in a suit behind him had a somewhat distorted expression.

He leaned over and whispered, "I just sent people to confirm that the majority of the equity in this hotel... was indeed acquired by the Qianlu Group. This matter is quite complicated, and I will discuss it with you in detail later. In short... it is very dangerous here. It is best if we leave first. Otherwise, if the Old Master finds out, I am afraid..."

Mentioning the Old Master, Shin Jae-hyuk's eyes became much clearer.

He knew what the assistant wanted to say. His father didn't just have him as a son. Being arrogant outside was one thing, but if embarrassing matters reached his father's ears, it would likely lower his standing in his father's heart.

"Alright, I know."

Having said that, Shin Jae-hyuk waved his hand and straightened his clothes.

He walked up to Zheng Qian and said seriously, "Shibal..."

Before he could finish the word "Shibal," Duan Qiran frowned and backhanded him with a slap.

"Quick, quick, quick, the young master has gone crazy, let's retreat quickly!" The assistant's heart sank, fearing that Shin Jae-hyuk would say something else and be "searched" by Zheng Qian again. It was enough that he had embarrassed himself; could he not drag them down with him?

What if they got beaten up because of Shin Jae-hyuk's loose mouth? That would be truly speechless.

Several people hurriedly covered Shin Jae-hyuk's mouth, apologizing while supporting him as they left the hotel.

Outsiders watch the show, insiders watch the technique.

Shang Rongyan revealed a satisfied smile, while Huang Er's heart sank. He looked at the Qianlu Security Team; he hadn't expected this group of people to pose such a threat. Under the young master's nose, in Shanghu, such a large number of elite troops had been trained?

Right now, was this just a small portion of the "muscle" Zheng Qian was showing, or was all his foundation here?

Seeing so many experts arrive, Huang Er had no choice but to bow his head.

After receiving instructions from the higher-ups, the front desk changed their attitude immediately after taking a few calls.

They hurriedly and respectfully invited Shang Rongyan and the others to the presidential suite, their posture so humble that it formed a sharp contrast with the very beginning. When passing by Zheng Qian, Shang Rongyan instinctively avoided his gaze.

This person is really annoying.

"Boss, any arrangements now?"

Seeing that most of the people had gone up, a young man trotted in front of Zheng Qian.

He was also wearing a black tailored suit, which fit well and looked very stylish.

This was a uniform suit that Zheng Qian had specially ordered at a high price, tailored to the height and weight of all the members of the Qianlu Security Team. Added to the fact that these people were skilled and had good temperament, standing together made for a striking visual.

So much so that many waiters were whispering privately, thinking they were trainees from some entertainment company in Kyushu, the kind that had been training for two and a half years.

Seeing this, Zheng Qian couldn't help but frown.

No, dressing them up so handsomely, wouldn't that steal my spotlight?

I'll have them change it later. It would be best to make it a simple, rustic style, the kind that they could work in the fields with directly.

This young man standing in front of Zheng Qian was named [Chou Feng].

Yes, it was Chou Feng, not 'convulsing'.

It was named by Zheng Qian according to Wind, Flower, Snow, and Moon; these were the designations of the four teams.

And since many people knew that Chen Chou didn't like his surname, the captains of the several teams simply used the character 'Chou' as their title.

"Brothers, thank you for your hard work. Keep an eye on the people on this island; don't let the thugs from the Shanghai Americas Club mix in. There's no need to clear everyone away; there aren't many people here anyway."

"Also, have Yao Qiuqiu and Xiao Nan come to the room to rest."