Master Head of the Dragon Soul

Chapter 135

With a frustrated grunt from Ma Sanyuan, his men immediately rushed forward to beat up Sun Mingxuan with killing intent.

The rest of the crowd, meanwhile, were holding their breaths and curled up into little balls with pale faces and pounding hearts. It had only just sunk in that despite the shameless boasting that came from Sun Mingxuan, Ma Sanyuan didn’t actually care about him at all and he could crush him at any minute.

Chu Feng looked on apathetically; Sun Mingxuan brought this onto himself, so this was the price he needed to pay, all alone.

Zhou Ying, though, charged forward to put herself between Ma Sanyuan and Sun Mingxuan. “Stop! Please stop! Mingxuan, what’s gotten into you? Apologize to Chairman Ma and admit that we were wrong!” she cried out emphatically. She now understood that Ma Sanyuan’s apology that day was likely because of Chu Feng and not Sun Mingxuan’s uncle. Sun Mingxuan was still her fiance and she couldn’t bear to see him beaten up like this after all.

“Y-You’re dead meat, Ma Sanyuan.” Sun Mingxuan’s face was covered in blood, but he still spat out of fury, “When my uncle hears about this…”

Ma Sanyuan frowned. When a subordinate whispered something into his ear, the frown turned into an amused smile. “Oh, that Sun Jianye is your uncle? You actually consider him your benefactor? Ha! Someone get Sun Jianye from downstairs.” Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

The rich kids became even more shocked at this; judging by Ma Sanyuan’s tone, it sounded like Sun Jianye was his subordinate and not the other way round.

Five minutes later, a thin middle-aged man with a solemn expression walked in, bearing a striking resemblance to Sun Mingxuan. He was undoubtedly Sun Mingxuan’s ‘bad*ss uncle’, Sun Jianye.

So, Ma Sanyuan made himself comfortable on the sofa and lit a cigar with an amused expression on his face. “Hey, Sun. This boy just offended me. He said that was your nephew, and that you backed his decision to mess with me.”

Sun Mingxuan cried out as if he’d seen his savior, “Uncle! Please avenge me by dealing with this bastard Ma Sanyuan, you have to—”

Smack! Unexpectedly, Sun Jianye immediately reacted with a slap to his nephew’s face and roared, “You little rascal. All you ever do is cause me trouble.”

Sun Jianye would have slapped his nephew to death if he could.

Ma Sanyuan may have lost that benefactor in the prefectural administration, but rumor has it that he had secured an even more powerful one, who had a practically limitless influence, one by the name of Mr. Chu.

Sun Jianye had pulled so many strings trying to meet with Ma Sanyuan on this day, thinking he’d secure some projects for his political portfolio after rubbing shoulders with the man.

Then his bastard of a nephew just had to go and offend him, practically ruining the gears that he’d been trying so hard to grease. “Kneel and apologize to Chairman Ma, you ingrate!” he roared.

Sun Jianye had always been a pillar of the Sun family. He had practically raised everyone in Sun Mingxuan’s generation, so his words were like the Gospel to Sun Mingxuan.

In an instant, Sun Mingxuan fell to his knees. There was a look of terror on his pale face. He felt like his heart was breaking; his dignity, pride and glory were all shattered with this one act of kneeling. He was even contemplating death by now.

“Chairman Ma, I’ve done a terrible job educating this boy. Please forgive me for making a fool of myself.” Even after Sun Mingxuan knelt, Sun Jianye bowed deeply as well and apologized to Ma

Sanyuan.

He felt a bit awkward for bowing, since he was still the city’s third-in-command and he was forced to bow to appease the anger of Ma Sanyuan, all because of his useless nephew having stirred up so much trouble.

But it couldn’t be helped; Ma Sanyuan still ruled the underworld with an iron fist. With that ridiculously influential ‘Mr. Chu’ backing him, he really couldn’t afford to mess with Ma Sanyuan.

“I leave this ingrate to you, Chairman Ma. All I ask is that you leave him alive.”