Brother, just how powerful is our family?

"An insult?" the woman shrieked with laughter. "I think you're the ones who are insulting us! Chinese culture values ​​inclusiveness and embracing all cultures. My boyfriend loves Chinese culture and is willing to be a part of it—what a noble sentiment! And you? Narrow-minded! Xenophobic! You're a disgrace to the Chinese people!"

More and more people gathered around, and the noise grew louder and louder.

"Is this woman crazy?"

"I've heard that some women specifically seek out foreign men, thinking they're superior."

"More than that, look at her, she's practically begging to be licked."

"The key point is that she actually wanted to bring this foreign man into the Yanhuang civilization immigration program, which is simply a joke."

Although the man couldn't understand the specifics, he knew from the expressions and tones of the crowd that it wasn't good news.

He frowned, then repeated, "I love the Dragon Kingdom, I love the Dragon Kingdom culture, and I am also a descendant of the dragon. Aolong is also a dragon."

That last sentence silenced the entire room for a second.

Then, an even greater outburst of anger erupted.

"Aurora is a dragon? I'll fucking swear!"

"This is an insult to dragons!"

"Get out! You're not welcome here!"

The crowd began to surge, with some pushing and shoving in an attempt to get forward.

Seeing this, the woman was not afraid at all; instead, she became even more arrogant: "Come on! Hit me! I'm telling you, if anyone dares to lay a hand on me today, I'll call the police! I'll have the police arrest you all! A bunch of lowly, uncivilized people, do you even deserve to immigrate to the civilized world of Yanhuang? Dream on!"

She pointed at the people around her, calling them out one by one: "Look at you all, so unsophisticated! Have you ever been abroad? Have you ever seen the world? My boyfriend is a returned student, a highly skilled individual! And you? A bunch of lowlife trash! You think you can pass the interview? Don't dream!"

The man's expression gradually changed, from an initial smile to arrogance.

He straightened his back, surveying the crowd with a condescending gaze, still muttering, "Aolong is a dragon too, Aolong is a dragon too..."

The commotion quickly caught the attention of the staff at the Universal Group.

Qin Yang was sitting in the observation room on the third floor, watching the situation at each interview location through the monitor.

He frowned when he saw the chaos in the line.

"What's going on?" he asked the staff member next to him.

The staff pulled up the footage of that area and zoomed in.

When Qin Yang saw the couple in the picture, his face instantly darkened.

"Let's go down and take a look."

Qin Yang, accompanied by four security personnel in black uniforms, took the elevator to the first floor.

The security personnel were all cyborgs, expressionless, with sharp eyes, and their steps were perfectly synchronized.

When the crowd saw Qin Yang arrive, they automatically made way for him.

"Mr. Qin has arrived!"

"Mr. Qin, look at these two!"

"They actually tried to sneak into the immigration procession!"

Qin Yang walked to the front of the line and his gaze fell on the couple.

When he saw the man's face clearly, a surge of anger welled up inside him.

"Who the hell let you in?" Qin Yang's voice was as cold as ice. "Get out."

The man couldn't understand, but he could tell that Qin Yang's identity was extraordinary.

He forced a smile and said in broken Chinese, "Hello, I love China and its culture."

The woman's eyes lit up, and she immediately adopted a fawning expression: "You must be Mr. Qin Yang? I'm a big fan of yours! My boyfriend is a foreigner, but he's really passionate about Chinese culture, he..."

"Shut up." Qin Yang interrupted her, not even glancing at her, continuing to stare at the man. "I'll say it again, get out. This place only accepts descendants of Yan and Huang. You are not worthy."

Although the man didn't understand everything, he did understand the phrase "get out."

His expression shifted, but he quickly regained his smile, repeating the words he had said countless times: "I love the Dragon Kingdom, I love the Dragon Kingdom culture, and I am also a descendant of the dragon. Aolong is also a dragon."

These words completely ignited Qin Yang's anger.

"I love you, you son of a bitch!" Qin Yang cursed, then turned to the security personnel behind him. "Shut him up and throw him out."

Four security personnel immediately stepped forward.

Their movements were clean and efficient, without the slightest hesitation.

Two people supported the man from the left and right, while another person stood facing him.

The man finally panicked. He struggled to say something, but it was too late.

"Snapped!"

A resounding slap.

The security guard controlled his strength perfectly; with one slap, the man's teeth shattered, and blood instantly gushed from the corner of his mouth.

But before he could even scream, a second slap came.

"Snapped!"

The other side of the face.

Blood gushed out of the man's mouth, his large white teeth swollen, his eyes wide with fear and disbelief.

He tried to shout, but his mouth wouldn't obey him; he could only make "woo-woo" sounds.

The security personnel didn't stop; they punched him in the abdomen several more times.

Each punch precisely avoided vital points, but was enough to make him curl up in pain, losing all ability to resist.

The entire process takes no more than ten seconds.

The man lay limp on the ground like a lump of mud, and was dragged up by two security guards, one on each side, towards the exit of the building. Blood dripped all the way.

The audience was silent.

Everyone was stunned by this swift and decisive action.

The woman froze for two seconds, then let out a piercing scream: "They've hit someone! Huanyu Group has hit someone! How dare you hit my boyfriend! I'm calling the police! I'm suing you! I'm going to expose you to the media!"

She frantically tried to rush forward, but was stopped by the remaining two security personnel.

"You barbarians! My boyfriend is an international student! A highly skilled individual! How dare you treat him like this! The laws of China will not let you get away with this!" the woman screamed hysterically, her makeup ruined by tears, looking utterly disheveled.

Qin Yang looked at her coldly: "Call the police? Do you need me to dial 110 for you?"

The woman was taken aback.

"Or," Qin Yang continued, "do you think the media will side with you? A woman who tries to infiltrate the Yanhuang Civilization immigration program with a foreign man, and keeps saying 'Aolong is also a dragon'?"

The woman's face turned deathly pale instantly.

"But before that," Qin Yang nodded to the security personnel, "keep her quiet."

The security personnel stepped forward.

The woman backed away in terror: "What do you want to do? Don't come any closer! I'm a woman! How dare you hit a woman?"

The security guard, expressionless, raised his hand and slapped her.

"Snapped!"

Half of his teeth flew out.

The woman was spun around on the spot after being hit, then collapsed to the ground, covering her mouth and staring incredulously at the blood on her hands.

Immediately afterwards, the security personnel lifted her up and punched her hard in the abdomen.

"Well--"

The woman couldn't even scream; her body was curled up like a shrimp, writhing on the ground in agony, unable to utter another word.

Two security guards, one on each arm, dragged her up and, together with the man, pulled her out of the building.