Chapter 162: Don't soil someone else's floor here!

In front of the White Emperor City pharmacy, business was as booming and bustling as ever. Numerous employees were hurriedly tending to the sales lines.

Logically speaking, an ordinary pharmacy might experience a surge in popularity upon opening, but it certainly could not last long. After all, the number of patients was finite; while people fell ill every day, it could never match the massive backlog accumulated over time. Yet, nearly two weeks later, the White Emperor City pharmacy still attracted crowds of customers daily.

Everything was due to the far-sighted vision of their director. By now, their promotional and sales focus had long shifted away from medications meant for treating various injuries and illnesses, and onto a diverse range of restorative tonics! Unlike those television advertisements with vague effects that required dozens of courses of treatment to show any results, their remedies worked with a single dose and caused zero side effects. Consequently, they enjoyed a massive wave of returning customers, and even today, the craze showed not the slightest sign of abating.

Meanwhile, in the back room of the pharmacy, Lin Qingxue was processing a new batch of medicine, though her mind was clearly weighed down by worry.

"Sister, what's wrong?" Lin Peipei asked, looking at her with puzzlement.

"Today is supposed to be the duel between Qin Mu and Yuan Honggang, isn't it? I wonder how it's turning out. I've heard that the people from the Yuan family have always been despicable and love resorting to dirty tricks," Lin Qingxue voiced her anxiety.

"Don't worry, Big Brother Qin is so majestic! Those bad guys will definitely be taken down one punch at a time!" Lin Peipei threw a punch into the air, looking quite formidable.

Seeing this, Lin Qingxue couldn't help but chuckle. Come to think of it, since Qin Mu had accepted the challenge, he naturally wouldn't fear Yuan Honggang's underhanded tactics.

Just as the thought crossed her mind, a sudden commotion erupted outside!

"What's going on?" Lin Qingxue furrowed her delicate brows and walked out of the back room.

Outside the pharmacy, a group of people of unknown origin had brazenly started beating people in broad daylight!

"Get lost, you bunch of lowly Chinese trash!"

The leader, a man with a buzz cut, shoved aside people standing in line, spewing heavily accented Japanese.

"What are you doing? Don't you know how to queue!"

A woman holding a young boy rebuked the buzz-cut man for his actions. Hearing her voice, the buzz-cut man whipped his head around, his fierce and ferocious eyes glaring, and swung his hand directly across her face!

*Slap!*

The blow landed squarely on the woman's cheek, knocking her flat to the ground.

"Mom! Mom!" The little boy, who had never witnessed such a scene, hugged his mother and wept bitterly.

"Anyone else have something to say?"

Seeing this vicious slap, many people realized this was a troublemaker and, unwilling to court disaster, quickly dispersed.

The buzz-cut man looked down over the surroundings, feeling quite pleased with himself, when his ankle suddenly felt constrained. It was the little boy, who had wrapped his arms around his leg.

"You hit my mom! You bad guy!" The little boy threw several punches, but realizing they were useless, he hardened his heart and bit down hard on the man's leg. Though lacking much strength, his sharp teeth managed to inflict a painful sting on the buzz-cut man.

"Baka! You Chinese people, even the brats are worthless bitches! You all deserve to die!"

Cursing harshly, the buzz-cut man lashed out with a vicious kick aimed straight at the little boy!

At that moment, a sharp cry rang out.

"What are you doing? Stop right now!"

It was Lin Qingxue who had rushed over.

"If you need medicine, feel free to line up. Our pharmacy's inventory is still plentiful, so you don't need to worry about running out," Lin Qingxue attempted to defuse the situation.

To her astonishment, the moment the buzz-cut man laid eyes on her, his eyes lit up. Licking his lips, he said audaciously, "We don't need medicine. We want Chinese women! Lots and lots of Chinese women!"

The buzz-cut man burst into wild laughter, and the Japanese men following closely behind him joined in with lewd chuckles.

Lin Qingxue had taken Japanese as a minor in university, so she naturally understood the buzz-cut man's vulgar and filthy remarks. Her complexion instantly turned ashen and grim.

"Master Sato said that Chinese women were born to assist our noble Japanese martial artists in their training!"

"Such a pretty Chinese woman will definitely yield great results for training!"

The more the buzz-cut man spoke, the more impatient and lustful he became, feeling a surge of heat in his lower abdomen. He gestured to the men behind him, and the entire group pressed forward.

"Audacious! Who gave you permission to run amok and cause trouble here?"

The White Emperor City security guards hurriedly closed ranks, forming a barrier in front of the Japanese men.

"Deputy Director! You should step back first..."

Before one of the guards could finish his sentence, the buzz-cut man suddenly lashed out with a full-force punch, driving it straight into the guard's solar plexus. The impact twisted the guard's internal organs together, and clutching his face in agony, he collapsed to his knees.

"Little Li!" Lin Qingxue cried out in shock, covering her mouth with her hands.

"Chinese trash! Get lost!"

The buzz-cut man spat an insult and sent the guard flying with a kick.

"Did you see that? This is the fate of anyone who dares to block the way!"

"If you don't want to die, clear out!"

The buzz-cut man swept his hand outward with supreme arrogance, his eyes locked unwaveringly onto Lin Qingxue. Normally, after dropping such a threat backed by his terrifying strength, these inherently cowardly Chinese people would obediently scatter.

Yet at this moment, not a single security guard who had stepped forward retreated even half a step! Even the fallen Little Li struggled to his feet through the pain, placing himself back in front of the buzz-cut man.

"Baka! A bunch of death-seeking trash!"

Seeing the unity among the Chinese people, an unreasoning anger flared up in the buzz-cut man's heart. He cursed viciously, surging with inner qi.

The Japanese followers nearby watched this scene with curls of disdainful, cold sneers at the corners of their mouths. Among them, the buzz-cut man's strength was top-tier. Now that he had been thoroughly provoked, these security guards would at least lose a few limbs!

Just as the buzz-cut man was about to strike, however—

*Clatter!*

From outside the pharmacy came the sudden sound of a glass bottle shattering.

"Who's there?"

Sensing some sort of threat, the buzz-cut man abruptly halted his attack, spinning around in vigilant caution.

Outside the door, a raggedly dressed man with unkempt, disheveled black hair was walking toward them, holding a wine bottle that still contained half a flask of liquor.

"Where did this stinking beggar come from? Get lost!"