Yu Sen was very arrogant. From beginning to end, he believed everything was under his control, thinking he could toy with Lin Hao however he wished.
Of course, his goal was not to play with Lin Hao.
It was to prove, to prove to Lin Shiran, that there were differences between people.
Toying with Lin Hao was just an effective way to demonstrate this disparity.
Yu Sen leisurely enjoyed another sip of red wine, then casually released the glass from mid-air.
"Ding!"
The glass hit the floor, shattering and splattering the wine.
With a smirk that wasn't quite a smile, he looked at Zhou Ziwei: "If you feel sorry for your nephew, fearing he might be humiliated, then you can take his place…"
He paused, then raised his voice: "You can crawl over the broken glass shards, and crawl under my crotch!"
Around them, it was as silent as if even the sparrows were breathless, the atmosphere oppressive. Many people watched with a spectator's curiosity, while a small number of Zhou Ziwei's colleagues worried.
Unfortunately, no one dared to speak a word.
"What do you say?" Seeing Zhou Ziwei silent, Yu Sen chuckled.
"Heh, this is the consequence of offending me," Wang Rong said viciously, "Lin Shiran, look clearly, all we do is for you. Being with these lowly commoners, there are no good days ahead."
"Shiran, come here, listen to your dad," Lin Zhongyu said earnestly, "Your mom and I only want what's best for you."
Lin Shiran remained silent, her despair towards Wang Rong prevented her from making any steps towards Lin Zhongyu, she stubbornly stayed by Lin Hao's side.
"Hurry up, I'm a busy man. Are you crawling or not?" Yu Sen ran out of patience, and as his voice fell, two burly men in suits emerged from the crowd, their eyes fixed menacingly on Lin Hao and the others.
These were Yu Sen's bodyguards, experts in powerful combat techniques, each capable of taking on five or six ordinary men.
"I... I'll crawl!" Zhou Ziwei's face was pale, her teeth clenched, she finally spoke.
She knew that if she didn't crawl today, she and Lin Hao might not be able to leave the hotel standing.
As an elder, she would not let Lin Hao endure this suffering, believing that one day Lin Hao would clear today's humiliation with his own abilities.
"Then come," Yu Sen smiled contently, spreading his legs apart.
However.
At that moment.
Lin Hao finally moved.
Without uttering a word, his figure bizarrely sidestepped behind Zhou Ziwei, he raised his foot and kicked towards Yu Sen.
"Bang!"
A muffled sound followed by Yu Sen's scream, his body arched as it soared backward like a cannonball, crashing into the hotel's bar.
"Clash, clash, clash"
Above the bar, the beverages poured down, dousing him.
Silence!
A deathly silence!
Everything happened so abruptly that for a while, no one comprehended what had happened until Yu Sen hit the ground, his body soaked with beverages, then the surrounding people widened their eyes.
Then, amidst the crowd, countless people widened their eyes, some audibly gasping in shock.
"Young master!"
"Little Yu!"
"Yu Sha (Young Master Yu)!"
Those two bodyguards, Lin Zhongyu, Wang Rong, and Mr. Lu, were all stunned, frantically running over to help him up.
Zhou Ziwei was also stunned.
Her gaze fixed on Lin Hao.
She couldn't understand how the usually obedient and gentle Lin Hao could do such a thing.
Although this kick was satisfying, Zhou Ziwei knew it also brought a lot of trouble.
She was just about to speak when she saw Lin Hao casually turn his head back and raise a confident smile: "Auntie, don't worry, it's okay. You and Shi Ran just watch."
"From now on, leave it to me."
The calm words seemed magical, resounding in their ears, settling their hearts significantly.
However, they were still nervous and worried.
At this moment, Yu Sen had already stood up, his two bodyguards, with grim expressions, approached Lin Hao, and he had changed into a fresh, clean set of clothes.
"Kid, you really are as fearless as a calf that is not afraid of the tiger," Yu Sen coldly spoke. Wang Rong was hit, he could endure it and let it pass.
But when he was hit, it definitely wouldn't be let go so easily.
"Manager Lu, don't say I didn't give you face today. Your birthday party is probably going to be ruined." Before Manager Lu could speak, Yu Sen directed his bodyguards, "You know what to do."
"Yes, young master!"
One of the bodyguards nodded, then immediately, both of them stepped in front of Lin Hao.
Both were Cultivators.
In their thirties this year, though they hadn't reached the level of invulnerable skin, their bodies were muscular, immune to ordinary weapons.
They believed that against a youngster like Lin Hao, all they needed was one palm strike.
"You brat, choose either a broken leg or a broken arm," one bodyguard fiercely stated, his demeanor ferocious.
Lin Hao didn't speak, his hands casually tucked in his pockets, standing leisurely upright, his eyes filled with disdain.
From the perspective of Cultivation World's Realm, these two were just barely stepped into the realm of Transcend Mortality's One Layer of Heaven.
Such ants weren't worthy to be his opponents.
Nor were they qualified to talk to him.
"Alright, you are quite arrogant, kid. It seems that without a lesson, you really won't understand what fierce means!" As he spoke, this bodyguard raised his palm, swinging it towards Lin Hao.
Around, many women closed their eyes, not wishing to see what was about to happen.
However, a long time after, the imagined sound of a slap never came.
The bodyguard's palm didn't even touch a strand of Lin Hao's hair.
Just as the bodyguard was shocked, Lin Hao's leg had already lifted.
"Bang!"
The robust bodyguard was sent flying by that kick, soaring three meters away before stopping.
"You..." he turned pale, wanting to say something, but only a word came out before he fainted.
"Bang!"
No need for further words, the second kick flew out, targeting the second bodyguard, whose face drastically changed as he tried to dodge.
But,
This kick was too fast, as fast as lightning, containing hundreds of variations, how could someone merely at the One Layer of Heaven dodge it?
Bang!
With the same strength, the same fate befell this bodyguard, who had no chance to react and fainted on the spot.
This scene made the surrounding guests widen their eyes in disbelief, no matter how they would never have believed that an eighteen-year-old boy could defeat two robust young men with just two kicks.
Throughout, the young man's expression was so indifferent, so casual.
It seemed, defeating two adult men was an extremely ordinary matter for him, barely worth mentioning.
Observant individuals even noticed that the boy's hands had been casually tucked in his pockets all along, never taken out even for a moment!
Lin Hao stepped forward.
One step, two steps, three steps.
Under everyone's gaze, he walked up to the two bodyguards, lifted his foot, and stepped on their hands, which seemed coincidentally placed together.
"Crack!"
The next moment, the clear sound of bones breaking transmitted, reaching Wang Rong, reaching Lin Zhongyu, reaching Yu Sen, reaching every person present in the area.