Subduing the Ye Family, Signs of the Strange Emerge

Western Hills, Beijing.

The Ye family manor, in front of the main villa.

Hundreds of dark gun barrels gleamed with a cold metallic luster under the blinding searchlights, all locked onto Shen Fei, who stood on the steps.

The air was thick with a volatile, murderous tension.

Ye Cangshan leaned on his dragon-headed cane, standing behind a bulletproof SUV.

His eyes, accustomed to years of holding ultimate authority, burned with intense fury.

Tonight, the Ye family had been attacked, their security systems instantly severed, and the main villa had erupted with a terrifying surge of energy.

By the time he arrived with his elites, all he saw was his most beloved granddaughter, disheveled and cradled in the arms of a strange man.

"I will say this one last time. Put Qingyu down."

Ye Cangshan gripped his cane tightly.

"Then, get on your knees. Tell me exactly who you are and what happened here tonight, word for word."

"Otherwise, the Ye family will make you vanish from the face of the earth tonight!"

Faced with such a formidable lineup.

Any other second-generation heir in Beijing would have likely been paralyzed with fear, their legs giving out long ago.

But not Shen Fei.

He did not even spare a glance at the guns pointed at him.

He simply held Ye Qingyu steadily in his arms and stepped down the stairs.

"Old Master Ye."

Shen Fei's voice was not loud, but carried by his true qi, it echoed clearly throughout the entire manor.

"If you open fire now."

"Not only will you lose a granddaughter."

"You will also lose the entire Ye family."

Shen Fei's tone was incredibly calm.

So calm that it sounded like he was stating an insignificant fact.

Ye Cangshan froze for a moment.

The captain of the bodyguards beside him barked sharply, "Arrogant! Who do you think you are?! How dare you spout such nonsense on Ye family territory! Prepare to fire!"

"Wait!"

Right then, an extremely weak voice came from Shen Fei's arms.

Ye Qingyu forced her eyes open.

Her body was already severely weakened from the energy rampage earlier, coupled with the forceful cleansing of Shen Fei's domineering true qi.

She reached out a hand and tightly grasped Shen Fei's collar.

"Grandpa... don't shoot..."

Although Ye Qingyu's voice was hoarse, it carried an unquestionable resolve.

"Qingyu! How are you?!" Ye Cangshan's expression changed drastically.

"I am fine..."

Ye Qingyu took a deep breath and looked at Ye Cangshan.

"He... saved me."

"If not for him, I would have died just now."

"Furthermore."

Ye Qingyu glanced at the man holding her.

"He is Shen Fei."

Shen Fei!

As soon as this name was spoken.

The entire manor fell into a deathly silence.

Ye Cangshan's pupils contracted violently.

The bodyguard captain's finger, which had been about to pull the trigger, suddenly stiffened.

Shen Fei.

The peerless fiend of the Shen family who had just returned to Beijing from Jinling, immediately causing a bloodbath in the second branch of his family, and conveniently crippling the eldest young master of the Zhao family in public at the Chang'an Club!

The helmsman who now practically controlled the trillion-dollar Shen family empire!

"You are... Shen Wanjun's grandson?"

Ye Cangshan's tone changed instantly.

If he had been facing a bold thief a moment ago, he was now facing the head of a top-tier aristocratic family—one with a stature equal to the Ye family, yet possessing far more ruthless methods.

"The one and only," Shen Fei replied indifferently.

He did not put Ye Qingyu down.

Instead, he carried her and strode directly toward Ye Cangshan.

The bodyguards in front looked at each other in dismay.

Without orders from the family head, no one dared to fire at the master of the Shen family.

The crowd automatically parted to form a path.

Shen Fei walked up to Ye Cangshan.

Looking down at this renowned old master of Beijing.

"Elder Ye."

Shen Fei's tone lacked the slightest bit of reverence.

"The source of the superpower inside your granddaughter lost control. Everything in this villa, including the reinforced concrete, was turned to ash just now."

"You arrived too late. If she had to wait for you to save her, you wouldn't even be able to sweep up her ashes right now."

Hearing this, Ye Cangshan's face turned deathly pale.

He turned to look at the main villa.

Although the fire had been extinguished, the interior of the villa was a pitch-black, deathly void.

The residual heat on the walls still distorted the surrounding air.

Even more terrifyingly, the floorboards of the second and third floors had completely vaporized, forming a massive gaping hole.

This was absolutely not something caused by human strength or an ordinary explosion!

"A superpower... awakening?"

Ye Cangshan's voice trembled slightly.

As the head of one of the four great families, he naturally knew that this world consisted of more than just money and martial arts.

In the deepest darkness, there existed supernatural powers capable of overturning seas and moving mountains.

But he never imagined that such a power would awaken in his own granddaughter.

And he certainly never expected this awakening to be so lethal!

"Young Master Shen... thank you for saving her life."

Ye Cangshan set aside his cane.

In front of all the bodyguards.

He bowed deeply to Shen Fei.

This was the highest form of courtesy.

And also the most absolute submission.

"Grandpa!" Ye Qingyu called out softly from Shen Fei's arms.

Shen Fei did not step aside.

He accepted the bow calmly.

"I accept your thanks."

Shen Fei looked at Ye Cangshan.

"But Old Master Ye should know that in our circle, favors don't put food on the table."

Ye Cangshan straightened up, his gaze solemn.

"What does Young Master Shen want? As long as the Ye family can afford it."

"I want the Ye family." Shen Fei spat out the words.

The surrounding bodyguards gasped.

Ye Cangshan's face darkened.

"Young Master Shen, you are asking for the lion's share. Although the Ye family may not have as profound a foundation as the Shen family, we are still a prominent figure in Beijing. You want to annex the Ye family with a single sentence? Your appetite is a bit too big."

"Annex? You are mistaken."

Shen Fei sneered.

"I want the Ye family to follow the Shen family's lead from this day forward. In any decisions within the business, political, and military spheres, you must cooperate with the Shen family unconditionally."

"In exchange."

Shen Fei looked down at Ye Qingyu in his arms.

"I will ensure she does not die. Furthermore, I will teach her how to control this power."

"Otherwise, the next time she goes out of control, she will still die. And she will drag your entire Ye family manor down to the grave with her."

Shen Fei's words cut right to the core.

He had completely grasped the Ye family's lifeline.

Ye Cangshan fell silent.

He looked at the tragic state of the villa, and then at his weakened granddaughter.

He knew Shen Fei was not just trying to scare him.

That kind of power was simply not something the Ye family's ordinary enforcers and bodyguards could handle.

More importantly.

The Shen family was currently at its zenith. If the Ye family could board Shen Fei's battleship, it might not necessarily be a bad thing.

"Alright!"

Ye Cangshan slammed his cane into the ground, making his decision.

"From today on, the entire Ye family is willing to form a life-and-death alliance with the Shen family! We will follow Young Master Shen's lead!"

"As for Qingyu, I will leave her in Young Master Shen's care from now on!"

With those words from Ye Cangshan.

The Ye family, one of the four great families of Beijing, was completely tied to Shen Fei's war chariot.

Shen Fei nodded.

He handed Ye Qingyu over to the medical team that had rushed over.

"Send her to my courtyard house. I will personally realign her meridians."

Shen Fei left these words behind.

And turned to walk out of the manor.

Ling Shuang was already waiting at the manor gates, driving the Maybach.

Shen Fei got into the back seat.

"Young Master, are we returning to the ancestral estate?" Ling Shuang asked for instructions.

"Yes."

The car started.

The night was deep.

Shen Fei leaned against the backrest, closing his eyes to rest.

[Ding!]

[Congratulations to the host! Successfully subdued the Ye family's forces!]

[Villain Points increased: 5000 points!]

[Current Destiny Map has covered 30% of the capital's core area!]

Everything was proceeding according to plan.

But just as the Maybach drove into the core area of the Second Ring Road, about to arrive at the Shen family's ancestral estate.

Shen Fei suddenly opened his eyes.

His gaze instantly became as sharp as a blade.

The temperature plummeted.

This was definitely not a normal temperature drop for a late autumn night.

Rather, it was an extremely gloomy, bone-chilling cold that carried a strong aura of death!

A bizarre layer of white frost condensed on the car windows at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Young Master, something is wrong!"

Ling Shuang slammed on the brakes.

The Maybach stopped on an empty street.

The streetlights emitted a buzzing electrical sound, then went out one by one.

The entire street plunged into absolute darkness.

"Do not get out of the car."

Shen Fei's tone was calm, without the slightest hint of panic.

He activated the deep scan mode of the Eye of Destiny.

In his line of sight.

The originally bustling street had disappeared.

Replacing it was a dense, almost impenetrable black mist.

This black mist seemed to be alive, rolling and writhing on both sides of the street.

And in the depths of the black mist.

Shen Fei saw a massive, blurry humanoid silhouette.

It floated in mid-air.

Wearing an extremely vibrant, even somewhat glaring Hong Yi.

Black hair hung down like a waterfall, covering its entire face.

It had no feet.

The moment it appeared.

The temperature in the air dropped again, and even the Maybach's bulletproof glass let out faint cracking sounds as it froze.

[Ding!]

[Supernatural energy fluctuation detected!]

[Warning! Encountered SSS-rank bizarre lifeform: Hong Yi Vengeful Spirit!]

[Host: Chu Ye!]

[Child of Destiny Rank: SS-rank!]

The system's red alarm flashed frantically in Shen Fei's mind.

It was here.

That bizarre-type Child of Destiny who had been secretly hunting down the scions of the capital's noble families and creating the gruesome dried corpse cases.

Shen Fei looked at the Hong Yi vengeful spirit floating in mid-air.

He felt no fear.

Instead, he felt the excitement of a hunter seeing prey deliver itself to his doorstep.

"Ancient martial arts, superpowers, and now the bizarre."

Shen Fei pushed open the door of the Maybach.

He stepped one foot onto the frost-covered asphalt road.

"The fish in the capital are even fatter than I imagined."

He strode out of the car.

Facing the sky full of black mist and the bone-piercing eerie wind.

"Are you that piece of trash who likes to play the ghost?"

Shen Fei's voice echoed through the empty street.

Carrying undisguised mockery.

"Play the ghost?"

An extremely cold, hoarse voice came from all directions.

From within the black mist.

A thin figure wearing a hoodie slowly walked out.

Chu Ye.

He looked at Shen Fei, his eyes filled with twisted hatred and cruelty.

"Shen Fei. Eldest Young Master of the Shen family."

Chu Ye sneered.

"My original next target was the Ye family. But I heard you are very arrogant, daring to even cripple Zhao Tianyu."

"This is very good."

"The more arrogant you self-righteous, high-and-mighty noble scions are, the happier my Hong Yi will be when eating you upon your death."

Chu Ye raised his hand.

And pointed at Shen Fei.

"Go. Suck his life force dry."

The Hong Yi vengeful spirit in mid-air let out an extremely mournful shriek!

The shockwave shattered the glass of the surrounding buildings one after another.

It opened its bloody maw, turning into a red afterimage, and lunged straight at Shen Fei, carrying the sky full of black mist with it!

Facing such a terrifying scene.

Shen Fei stood in place.

He didn't even try to dodge.

"Suck me dry?"

Shen Fei looked at the vengeful spirit lunging at him, a cold smirk curling at the corner of his mouth.

He raised his right hand.

And grabbed the vengeful spirit by the neck.

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