49 Chapter 48: The Devil is grinning

Qin Yu exuded an undeniable allure, her presence commanding attention effortlessly. With a figure that seemed sculpted by an artist, every line of her form was a testament to grace and elegance. Her slender legs seemed to stretch for miles, drawing the eye to their captivating allure. And her eyes, framed by lips that held a subtle yet potent charm, emanated a magnetic pull that was hard to resist.

Yet, despite the captivating spell she cast, Lin Yang couldn't shake off a sense of unease, like the bitter aftertaste of swallowing a dead fly.

As Lin Yang's gaze locked with Qin Yu's, a surge of betrayal washed over him, as if he had been deceived in the deepest manner possible. This realization soured his mood, prompting an abrupt expulsion of the overly talkative Lin Shi with a swift kick.

Dressed in a soft shade of pink, Qin Yu's displeasure was evident at Lin Yang's unexpected reaction. Remembering Lin Yang from their previous encounters, she recalled him as timid and submissive, lacking the courage to meet her gaze. He was, in her mind, little more than a spineless figure.

Yet, in this moment, he not only dared to speak boldly but also to mock and insult her. Anger tinted Qin Yu's cheeks crimson, her eyes betraying a glint of chilling hostility.

"You are Lin Yang, the ineffective ninth scion of the Lin clan!" declared the young man by her side, his smile sharp as a finely honed blade. "You may be of little worth, but you possess the audacity to address my beloved in such a manner!"

Lin Yang retorted with a sneer, "Who are you to judge? Merely an adulterer, yet you dare to display such arrogance!"

Qin Yu's frown deepened as she cast a cold gaze upon Lin Yang, her disdain palpable as she spoke, "Lin Yang, who's the adulterer and who's the slut? I, Qin Yu, never consented to marriage with your Lin family. Don't presume to know your place. Who do you think you are? You're nothing but a good-for-nothing. How can you even compare yourself to me? Even if my future husband isn't a prodigious genius, he's a hero who can command respect across realms. He's certainly not someone a good-for-nothing like you can aspire to be!"

"As for Lin Ming, he's merely a self-assured genius. Our agreement to his proposal was merely a temporary measure by the Qin Clan."

At the mention of Lin Ming, Qin Yu's expression shifted, momentarily serious before she flashed a smile, directing her gaze towards the handsome young man in green.

"As for him…"

The disdain for Lin Yang evaporated from Qin Yu's demeanor. Her eyes shone with pride as she spoke, "He's Ning Tang, a genius from the Ning Clan. His status is leagues beyond someone like you!"

"He's a true genius, and I'm a waste?" Lin Yang gestured towards Ning Tang, who maintained an indifferent smile.

Qin Yu's pride was evident as she continued, "Yes, Tang is a true prodigy. He reached the late stage of the Spirit Awakening Realm before the age of 15, surpassing even the most esteemed geniuses in the city. Lin Ming from your Lin Clan pales in comparison. He hasn't even reached the Middle Stage of the Spirit Awakening Realm by 15. He's not fit to polish Tang's shoes!"

"And you?" A flicker of deep disgust crossed her features as she spoke, her smile barely concealing her contempt.

"Me?" Lin Yang's grin widened as he glanced between the arrogant young man in green and Qin Yu. "What am I to you?"

Lin Shi returned, catching sight of the enigmatic smile on Lin Yang's face and muttering to himself, "The devil is grinning once more. This won't end well!"

"You!" Qin Yu's sneer held no trace of politeness. "You're nothing more than dirt beneath our feet, destined to be trodden upon. A waste like you, waiting for death to claim you, doesn't even merit mention in the same breath as Tang!"

With that, Qin Yu dismissed Lin Yang with a disdainful flick of her gaze.

In her captivating gaze, Ning Tang's future is filled with opulence and ambition, far surpassing anything the Qin Clan's Patriarch could dream of. He would ascend to great heights and become a revered figure in society. What on the other hand was Lin Yang? Just a pitiful waste of space.

Qin Yu couldn't be bothered to acknowledge Lin Yang's existence. In her mind, he was nothing more than a minor annoyance, a hapless individual unworthy of her attention.

"Qin Yu, pay no mind to this pathetic excuse for a man. He stumbled upon our relationship, and now he must pay the price," Ning Tang declared with a chill in his voice, his handsome face contorted with ruthless determination.

The path ahead was suddenly blocked by two menacing figures, their eyes ablaze with an unmistakable desire to cause harm. It was as if they were already reveling in the victory of their imminent triumph over Lin Yang and Lin Shi.

Clearing his throat, Lin Yang mustered a bitter smile, How truly pathetic he must be to be scorned by an insignificant woman such as this.

Yet, as his eyes caught glimpses of Qin Yu's occasional gentle glances towards Ning Tang, a piercing coldness overcame his countenance. The smile vanished, replaced by a steely resolve as he raised his head, his glare sharp as a honed sword.

His voice pierced through the air, chilling and distant, as it resonated with unwavering determination. "Qin Yu, I care not for your hidden motives, whether they involve scaling the social hierarchy or trampling upon the weak driven by greed. Once, you were promised to me, Lin Yang. And as my betrothed, you cannot forsake your loyalty. While I may have turned my back on you, you cannot do the same!"

Qin Yu stood frozen, her face displaying a mixture of shock and disbelief, while Lin Yang, with a resolute expression, brandished his longsword, pointing it directly at Ning Tang. "And as for you, you arrogant womanizer, today shall mark your end!"

Amused by the theatrics, Ning Tang found himself torn between laughter and sighs at the absurdity of the unfolding scene. Meanwhile, Qin Yu, her laughter resonating, maintained a poised demeanor as Lin Yang unleashed a torrent of accusations and threats.

In a sudden burst of agility, Lin Yang, having mastered the Cool Wind Essence, executed an almost otherworldly maneuver. The essence, seamlessly woven into his body, propelled him at an unimaginable speed. Like an ephemeral breeze, he materialized in front of Ning Tang, delivering a meticulously calculated punch, a culmination of a lifetime's cultivation.

The force behind the punch mimicked a tempest, enveloping Ning Tang in a storm of thunderous power. Lin Yang's entire strength converged into that singular, decisive blow, leaving no refuge for his opponent. The punch sealed off every conceivable escape route, rendering Ning Tang defenseless.