He always adhered to his family's teachings: never resort to violence unless absolutely necessary.
But now, he couldn't hold back anymore.
These people were too excessive, completely disregarding any human decency.
Nie Hongchen wanted to eradicate them completely; if he didn't act now, could he still call himself a man?
The yacht was almost reaching the high seas, and the current weather was close to November.
On the high seas, the weather was unpredictable, and the seawater during this month remained bitterly cold. An ordinary person, without any preparations, even in two months' time, might not make it to land.
Moreover, among them, there were three girls who couldn't even lift a chicken.
"Even if we aren't qualified to enter the banquet hall, we still bought deck tickets for the yacht. We are still guests here. Is this how you treat your guests?"
Chen Fangzhi stepped forward, speaking coldly, his demeanor imposing.
"So what if I bully you? You can kneel and beg for mercy; as long as my friends here bear no grudges, I can give you a chance!
But don't even think about the room; you only have yacht tickets and no right to stay overnight. Go stay on the deck."
Nie Hongchen said with a grin, feeling no pressure at all.
"Young Master, you can't just let them go. They must kneel and kowtow."
Lu Zhengxu, clutching his lower body, struggled and howled.
Lin Beichen's kick not only took away his manhood's dignity but also made him the laughingstock of everyone.
After today, he couldn't even be considered a dog, only a clown.
He hated Lin Beichen to the core.
The stabbing pain from below almost made him faint, but compared to the humiliation he endured, it was nothing.
"Kneel?"
Lin Beichen looked at Lu Zhengxu indifferently.
As his gaze lifted again, Nie Hongchen's expression suddenly changed.
"I've changed my mind. Today you must kneel and apologize, or you'll implicate your friends, and they'll be thrown into the sea with you!"
Nie Hongchen said coldly.
There was defiance in Lin Beichen's eyes.
He had never seen such a wild look, making him feel belittled.
Zhao Yilian returned to his embrace, surrounded by celebrities and stars on either side, and beneath his feet was one of the three most luxurious yachts on Xiang Island.
He seemed like someone destined by the heavens, illuminated by the stars.
That Lin Beichen dared to be so rude to him; his anger had reached its peak.
"Nie Hongchen, you can't do this."
Luo Meixiang hurriedly said.
Nie Hongchen remained stone-faced, ignoring Luo Meixiang entirely.
Zhao Yilian gazed at Nie Hongchen with admiration, her eyes filled with wildness and confusion.
This man, rejecting Luo Meixiang so decisively, was too charming.
Indeed, she hadn't misjudged: Nie Hongchen was her next target of seduction.
As long as she obtained Nie Hongchen's resources, she could take another step closer to becoming an international star, and by then, Nie Hongchen would be of no use to her.
Each stage has its target, and the only thing she needed to give was just a bit of her soul.
So many people wanted Nie Hongchen yet couldn't get him.
Compared to those disgusting, greasy old men, at least Nie Hongchen was a suave and charming man.
Luo Meixiang, oh Luo Meixiang.
When I step over Nie Hongchen and become an international movie star, I want to see what qualifications you have to stand with me!
A small crook has you so enamored; you are, indeed, just an ordinary woman!
Zhao Yilian was exceedingly proud within.
Both Nie Hongchen and Lin Beichen could make obvious choices, but Luo Meixiang remained blind.
They say love is blind. She didn't believe it before, thinking it was the self-fantasization of stubborn scholars, but now it seems scholars were still too conservative in their writing.
A superrich woman worth over a hundred billion could be swayed by the sweet words of a small crook; saying it out loud would be the joke of the century.
The crowd watched Nie Hongchen excitedly, and not one stepped forward to stop it.
Their lives were filled with drama, but the scene before their eyes was worth savoring even amidst the long river of life.
"Liu Yunxi, think of something. We can't just watch Lin Beichen get into trouble."
Yu Mengjie was already in tears, clutching Liu Yunxi's shoulders and hopping anxiously.
Liu Yunxi's face was ashen, his mind racing, yet he couldn't utter a single word.
Nie Hongchen was simply not someone he could handle, even if he mentioned his father's name, Nie Hongchen likely wouldn't care.
He was confident in securing himself, but as for Lin Beichen and Nie Hongchen, they were already at odds, and a winner had to emerge between them. If he intervened now, he'd only embarrass himself.
Yuan Yanan was utterly despondent.
She knew Lin Beichen had powerful forces behind him, not just Bai Yunfei; perhaps, in some old family, Lin Beichen had a place.
But she didn't know Lin Beichen's exact circumstances.
What if Nie Hongchen didn't care about Lin Beichen's identity?
Understandably, status, besides elevating one's own position, also needed recognition from others.
And once outside a certain circle, the influence of this status would be significantly reduced.
To ordinary people, they had no right to see this circle, but for Nie Hongchen, how influential the circle was depended on whether it could affect his status.
The entertainment industry is a relatively closed circle, filled with various power and money exchanges; typically, one couldn't easily enter this circle.