By the time Ye Chen escaped into a corner, his head was covered in blood.
He was also missing an ear, becoming a literal one-eared man.
Adding to that, that bastard Bai Jinghong had gone too far, even throwing a wine bottle at him and perfectly hitting his head.
Now, he was exhausted both physically and mentally.
Repeatedly thwarted, repeatedly humiliated—even Wen Chunyu had shot at him.
He didn’t even dare trust Wen Tailai now.
If he sought out Thunder Hall’s people again, there was a huge chance he’d be ambushed and killed.
For the moment, he found himself in a situation with no one he could use, which drove Ye Chen to the brink of collapse.
“Bastards, all of them fucking bastards. Once I turn the tables, you’ll all die!”
Ye Chen had gone mad. His whole body trembled, he ground his teeth, and his entire face was somewhat contorted.
Combined with being covered in blood, he looked extremely ferocious, like a malicious ghost crawling out of hell.
Since his release from prison, this was the first time he felt true despair.
At this point, calling for Water Severing Sect or Gan Menqiang to bring people over was definitely hopeless.
Then, a flash of inspiration hit him.
There was still one person he had overlooked.
San Mao!
That damn San Mao’s Convenience Store, the stingy rascal who only let him pick cigarettes.
Back then, he had been the one who looked down on him the most. While others swore loyalty and offered their assets, he alone was so miserly as to only let him choose cigarettes.
As a power under Dragon Gate, he surely wasn’t as simple as he seemed.
Ye Chen immediately contacted a number saved as “San Mao the Stingy Idiot.”
“Dragon Lord, you’ve called me! Just in time, I’ve got a new shipment of top-tier smokes!”
“Damn…” Ye Chen felt like cursing, but instead said, “I’m sending you my location. Come pick me up at the Bay Area immediately.”
“Yes, yes, yes, Dragon Lord! Your subordinate will be there right away!”
With that, the other party hung up the phone.
Ye Chen put down his phone. He never imagined that the one he had initially looked down upon the most would actually be someone he could rely on now.
After waiting for a long time, Ye Chen saw no convoy heading his way.
Nor did he see any luxury car arrive in front of him.
Only a Wuling Hongguang minivan parked not far away.
He couldn’t help but feel anxious.
“Dragon Lord, I’m over here!” San Mao called out.
Ye Chen froze, scanning the area. His gaze landed on a manually rolled-down car window.
He saw San Mao, his face full of smiles.
Ye Chen felt a wave of disgust.
Damn, it was actually a “Wuling Hongguang pickup truck version,” with its bed still loaded with goods—boxes of drinks stacked up.
For some time now, Ye Chen had been going out in Mercedes, Rolls-Royces, frequenting high-class places. When had he ever fallen so low as to ride in a cargo-hauling truck?
But he had no choice. He could only sit in the truck bed.
Bouncing and jostling along the way, Ye Chen was shaken half to death before finally arriving at the convenience store.
After having San Mao find medical staff to treat the wounds on the back of his head and his ear, Ye Chen had no intention of resting.
This San Mao—his influence really wasn’t large, just some rough laborers who hauled goods.
But right now, he had no other options. He had to go to the Ye Family immediately and then bring the Ye Family under his control.
Otherwise, he’d have no usable forces and would only be a sitting duck.
After getting patched up, it was still San Mao’s Wuling Hongguang. This time, the drinks on the truck bed had been unloaded.
Instead, there were five burly men now, joining him on the truck bed, their faces carrying simple, honest grins.
Adding in San Mao driving, the speakers were blasting “Today You Will Marry Me.” He was even singing along!
It gave Ye Chen a sense of disparity like falling from heaven straight into the sewer.
“What a calamity!” Seeing this, Ye Chen couldn’t help but slap his own thigh.
Clunking and bumping all the way, they finally reached the Ye Family estate.
Seeing the Ye Family right before his eyes, the fire in Ye Chen’s heart blazed up once more.
“Today, the Ye Family will take my surname, Ye!” Ye Chen stared ahead, his words filled with an imposing, majestic aura.
“Mister, you probably haven’t read many books, have you? The Ye Family’s surname is already Ye. Why else would they be called the Ye Family?”
“Yeah, I learned that even in elementary school.”
“That’s what I’m saying. We’re all awesome! Oh yeah!”
“Son of a…” The imposing aura Ye Chen had mustered with such difficulty was shattered in just a few sentences.
And these people were even feeling proud of themselves.
Ye Chen truly regretted wanting to bring them as backup.
Too annoyed to argue, he walked straight inside.
Two security guards moved to block Ye Chen’s path, but before they could even speak, they were each sent flying by a single kick from him.
Seeing this, the hired movers who had come with him immediately fled.
Breaking into a private residence was a crime!
They had elders above and children below to support. How could they possibly get involved in such a criminal act?
If an investigation came down later, they wouldn’t escape accountability.
Better to just run, quit this job!
In total, seven had come. Now, only San Mao and Ye Chen remained.
Ye Chen didn’t stop them. Those weaklings would only be a hindrance anyway.
An attack at the main gate prompted many security guards to rush out from inside.
Each one was brimming with hostility.
Naturally, Ye Qingke also came out.
She recognized Ye Chen.
And Bai Jinghong had called her long ago, saying Ye Chen was out of prison and to be wary of any sneaky moves by him.
Many other Ye Family members followed out as well, all looking at Ye Chen, his head wrapped in gauze bandages.
“Heh, all assembled? News travels fast, huh?”
“Where’s that old fossil, Ye Hongjun?”
The moment she heard Ye Chen curse her grandfather, Ye Qingke flew into a rage.
“Beat him! Show no mercy!”
The security guards didn’t hesitate, brandishing batons as they surged forward.
Ye Chen was completely unruffled. He sneered coldly, “If you don’t want the Ye Family to face ruin in the future, you’d best not make any reckless moves.”
San Mao, after all, was a member of Dragon Gate. He immediately moved to protect Ye Chen.
The bodyguards, who had already been about to strike, were halted by Ye Jianjie shouting, “Hold it, wait!”
The corner of Ye Chen’s mouth curled up. Indeed, these people were still wary of him.
“You bastard, speak your piece. I’ll let you die with a clear understanding!”
The word “bastard” deeply stung Ye Chen.
The curl in his lips vanished. Gritting his teeth, he said, “You people are truly hypocrites.”
“My father, no matter what, contributed a great deal to the Ye Family. In the end, he didn’t even get a good death, and even I am humiliated by you.”
A younger Ye Family member immediately roared back, “Cheating and having an affair counts as a contribution? If that’s the case, let your wife cheat on me. I’ll fill her up for you, give her that contribution.”
“Hah, you’re quite something. You’ll have your time to cry!” Ye Chen pointed imposingly at the speaker.
“Point, point, point at your mom’s bleep! We’ll pluck both lychees down below later!” The younger member spat out profanities.
Simple verbal abuse, the ultimate enjoyment.
The Ye Family members somehow felt a wave of satisfaction.
Ye Chen gritted his teeth, then burst into loud laughter. “No matter what you say, I’m here today for one single purpose!”
“You, the Ye Family, will submit to me!”
“I guarantee the Ye Family will soar to new heights!”
The Ye Family members were first stunned, then looked at Ye Chen as if he were an idiot. “Have you suddenly gone mad?”
“I have megalophobia—a fear of big idiots!”
“Are you Shakespeare’s long-lost brother—Stupidiot?”
“Debate idiots, pimp out our women, chase lunatics, screw morons. We’d be better off selling melon seeds to this idiot!”
Ye Chen was steady, highly capable of Forbearance!
He maintained his composure and dignity, absolutely unflustered.
He smiled a Nike-esque grin. “If you disagree, I can guarantee the Ye Family will plummet afterward, eventually vanishing into the dust.”
The Ye Family shot back, “Oh, you can make that happen, can you? What, are you a vacuum cleaner salesman?”
“Or maybe you can perform a spirit dance, singing about ‘just a firework scattered into dust,’ eh, ahh~”
Being attacked verbally like this, Ye Chen was also struggling to hold his ground.
He only hated that his current power base was thin. If he had Wen Tailai’s people here, in a standoff like this, the other side wouldn’t dare interrupt him.
