"What's going on with you two?" Yi Feng asked.
"No, nothing, we just accidentally tripped and fell. Please continue your conversation, sir, continue chatting."
The father and son responded awkwardly, then took the opportunity to run into the distant forest.
"Damn it, who is the bastard that nearly killed me?!"
On the fifth day, Ming wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and instructed his son, "Pass on the message and investigate who this is. Immediately sever all ties and expel him from the manor."
By the time the fifth day Ming father and son returned, Yun Sheng had already left.
Yi Feng didn't have much recourse for this either. Although it was quite selfish to put the Yun Family in danger for the sake of his disciple's happiness, since Yun Sheng was also willing, Yi Feng could hardly send him back.
Ye Family.
A streak of light flashed by and landed at the gate of the Ye Family.
"Brother!"
"My son!"
"You've finally returned."
Seeing this, Ye WuChen and his father Ye Huai hurriedly welcomed him.
The one returning was Ye Tianci, who had received the news. His icy face exuded a cold aura as he asked in a murderous tone, "What exactly happened?"
"Brother, a few people seized junior brother's woman, one of whom was even a Martial Spirit, and they injured father too. You must get justice for us!"
Ye WuChen cried grievously as he complained to Ye Tianci.
"That's right, you must avenge us!"
Ye Huai also voiced agreement.
Clearly, even as the head of the Ye Family, Ye Huai regarded Ye Tianci as the backbone.
Who could blame him when his son was so outstanding?
"What audacity, to be so presumptuous right under this Ye Tianci's nose. Do they not put me in their eyes?"
Chilly voices emerged from Ye Tianci, and he ordered, "Father, I'll take WuChen to pursue them while you first surround the Yun Family. After I've captured those people, we'll annihilate the Yun Family together."
"Excellent!"
Hearing his words, Ye WuChen and Ye Huai sounded excited.
Riding the night, Ye Tianci brought Ye WuChen to ambush at Yi Xiao Valley.
"Don't worry, brother. Although they have a Martial Spirit, the others don't have very strong abilities—at most a bit stronger than the warriors in our family." In the darkness, Ye WuChen said to Ye Tianci.
"How dare these ants provoke my Ye Family?" Ye Tianci's face was full of icy light as he spoke.
"That's right, these commoners are too bold," Ye WuChen readily agreed.
"Don't worry, none can escape."
Ye Tianci's King Warrior strength slowly emerged, his face brimming with confidence.
"Wow, big brother, you've already broken through to King Warrior?!"
Seeing this, Ye WuChen's face was full of pleasant surprise.
Hmph.
With my big brother here, no matter your Martial Spirits or whoever, all must die.
I want you damned commoners to kneel on the ground and lick my shoes.
That's right.
As for that skull, although Ye WuChen doesn't know what that thing is, he has already secretly sworn that no matter if it's an undead or whatever, he must press it to the ground and viciously trample it later to avenge this humiliation.
And of course there's also that cross-dressing bastard who not only ruined this young master's reputation, but even threw meat buns at people.
Every single one of these people deserves death.
Soon after...
Through the faint mist, one could vaguely see a team slowly approaching from below the gorge.
Seeing this, Ye WuChen's eyes lit up as he watched this group closely.
As they drew near, a look of crazy delight appeared on his face.
"Hahaha, it's them, it really is them!"
"Big brother, they've come. To ensure no mistakes, when they're closer without an escape path, you can make your move."
Ye WuChen immediately voiced urgently, clenching his fists tightly.
At this moment, he had even envisioned this group being crippled by his big brother and kneeling on the ground begging him for mercy, with faces full of regret.
He had also already decided how he would dispose of these people one by one...
The more he thought about it, the more smug he felt.
Finally, Ye WuChen cried out excitedly, "Big brother, it's time, hurry and attack!"
Yet after a while, there wasn't the slightest sound from behind him where Ye Tianci stood.
What's going on?
"Brother, you can attack now," he shouted again.
But still no echo sounded from behind.
He looked back with a puzzled expression to find Ye Tianci was gone.
"What's happening?"
The previously smug-faced Ye WuChen was now stunned in place, bewildered...
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
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ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
