“Truly, you won’t turn back until you’ve hit the southern wall!”
Ye Chen sneered coldly and pointed around the Ye Family estate.
“I’ve long since buried Feng Shui-reversing items all around this area. Of course, I dare say this because I’m not afraid of you finding out.”
“This arrangement can only be broken by me. So, do you want to be plagued by constant bad luck, your family ruined and people dead?”
Upon hearing this, the faces of the Ye Family members subtly changed.
Regarding such matters, they’d rather believe it than not.
Because ever since the Ye Family rose to prominence, their fortune had been based on a Feng Shui arrangement set up by a Feng Shui Master from Crouching Tiger Mountain.
Now that Ye Chen was saying this, they couldn’t help but be wary.
Seeing the Ye Family’s expressions change, Ye Chen felt very pleased.
If they still harbored any disloyalty, he would activate the Feng Shui arrangement at that time, completely destroying the Feng Shui of the Ye Family estate.
Ye Qingke was also grinding her teeth in fury.
But just then, the phone in her pocket rang.
She took it out to look and stepped aside. “Brother Jinghong, why are you calling?”
“Qingke, has Ye Chen gone to your place?” Bai Jinghong asked directly.
He had just received word that Ye Chen had gone to the Ye Family.
“Yes, he’s here, and he’s threatening us with Feng Shui!” Ye Qingke was equally furious.
In established families, people truly cared about such things.
This Ye Chen was genuinely shameless.
“A minor problem. I also have some knowledge of Feng Shui. Don’t worry.”
“Right now, you just need to bluff Ye Chen. As for the Feng Shui arrangement, leave it to me.”
“Mm, alright. Then how should I bluff him?”
Bai Jinghong thought for a moment. “Just tell him you’re all going to move houses. Let him mess with the Feng Shui if he wants. You don’t give a damn!”
Ye Qingke couldn’t help but laugh. “We can do that?”
“Of course, it’s a physical attack!”
“Qingke, later, be sure to help me drop a piece of news to Ye Chen. Tell him his parents’ tomb has been tampered with.”
Ye Qingke didn’t fully understand Bai Jinghong’s intention but still agreed.
After hanging up, Ye Qingke was about to share Bai Jinghong’s idea with the family.
But unexpectedly, a younger family member voiced the idea first: “Uncles, aunties, I don’t understand what this fool is babbling about.”
“But what I want to say is: is our Ye Family short on money? If he’s tampered with this place, we’ll just move!”
“We have another estate like this. We’ll move there, tighten security, and conveniently call the police to arrest this moron!”
It was like a word awakening the dreamer!
“Right! If he’s messed with this place, we’ll just move. Once it’s resolved later, we can always come back!”
“Makes sense!”
Ye Chen was completely dumbfounded.
Who the hell wrote this script?
Problems could be solved this way?
Feng Shui arrangements could be broken like that?
But… it seemed flawless. If the Feng Shui here was ruined, it wouldn’t affect another location!
A beautiful smile immediately bloomed on Ye Qingke’s pretty face.
It seemed she didn’t need to say much after all.
Just looking at Ye Chen’s expression was enough to know it worked.
“Ye Chen, you are utterly shameless! Back then, when your father married into our Ye Family, did my grandfather ever mistreat him? He even gave him the best platform to shine!”
“But what did he do? He cheated and then found a perfect excuse to cover up his shamelessness. But seeing you now, you’re even more shameless than your father!”
“You’re courting death!” Ye Chen glared at Ye Qingke, his fury erupting.
“I’m courting death? We haven’t even settled the score for my aunt’s death with you yet!” Ye Qingke waved her hand, and the security guards directly surrounded him.
“You come here to threaten us today, so let me warn you, too. If you fall here today, I’ll certainly do something about your parents’ tomb as well!”
“Attack!” Ye Qingke immediately gave the order!
The Ye Family security guards were ruthless, striking high and low.
Either they targeted the groin or clubbed his head with batons.
Ye Chen blocked a few strikes, sent five men flying with one punch, and his wounds started bleeding yet again.
But he couldn’t care less, his eyes bloodshot.
His sister’s grave had just been dug up by that bastard Bai Jinghong, and now someone dared to threaten his parents’ tomb!
“AHHH!” Ye Chen roared furiously, Energy Qi erupting from his body!
It was terrifying.
“Dragon Lord, you go first! I’ll hold them off!” San Mao’s face was filled with determination, swearing not to retreat even if it meant death!
Seeing Ye Chen explode with such might, the Ye Family security guards stopped trying to close in.
Times had changed!
The few who carried guns hurriedly drew them.
Seeing this, San Mao’s eyes widened. “Since ancient times, one cannot be both loyal and filial. Dragon Lord, my mother called me back for a matchmaking meeting. I cannot betray her kind intentions!”
San Mao shouted towards Ye Chen even as he ran outside.
“Son of a…”
Ye Chen also couldn’t be bothered any longer and broke into a sprint.
If it were a physical fight, these guys were nothing.
But the moment guns were drawn, that was different.
Damn it, the Ye Family was also a prominent clan; it was perfectly reasonable for their security team to be armed.
The Ye Family members saw the two fleeing with their tails between their legs, their speed astonishingly fast.
They chased after them madly.
Once outside, the two hurriedly jumped into the car, started the Wuling Hongguang, and sped off.
The Ye Family security also got into cars and gave chase.
As San Mao drove, he was still cursing and swearing about their lack of martial honor.
And his nosebleed was flowing uncontrollably.
Ye Chen was also in a sorry state. The gauze on his ear was soaked with blood, and his back felt like it was drenched in a large patch of it.
“Those bastards! Once I control Dragon Gate, they’ll all die!”
Ye Chen roared viciously.
“Dragon Lord, we were careless this time. We should have brought more people. Where’s Wen Tailai? Why wasn’t he with you?”
“Don’t mention him to me!” Ye Chen said venomously.
San Mao felt like crying too. Damn it, how wronged he was.
“San Mao, first shake them off, then take me to Guandi Slope. I must take my parents’ ashes away!”
“After that, I’ll go to Nanyang, gather my forces. You stay here and gather intel for me.”
San Mao nodded hurriedly. “Don’t worry, Dragon Lord. When it comes to intel, I’m solid, very effective.”
Ye Chen finally felt a trace of comfort.
Dragon Sea—he couldn’t stay any longer. It was too terrifying.
He wasn’t stable here now. Once he was, he’d make a swift, deadly counterattack. The Bai Family, the Ye Family, Thunder Hall—all would die!
“Right, help me with one thing. Pick up my woman. I want to take her with me!”
Ye Chen figured Yun Mengxi absolutely had to accompany him.
“Your woman? The Dragon Lord’s Wife?” San Mao asked.
“Yes, her name is…”
Screech…
Ye Chen hadn’t finished speaking when San Mao made a sharp turn onto a small path.
The Ye Family cars were still pursuing. Staying on the main road was impossible; they couldn’t shake them.
The Wuling Hongguang was still incredibly formidable, speeding even on small paths.
But this action had directly interrupted the previous topic.
After weaving around for a long time, they finally lost the pursuers. San Mao reduced speed and drove towards Guandi Slope.
Guandi Slope was on the outskirts, requiring a trek up a mountain path. The car couldn’t go up.
After getting out of the car, Ye Chen said directly, “You go pick up that person. I’ll handle things up above myself. Then buy me two train tickets to Nanyang, keep it discreet!”
With that single sentence of orders, Ye Chen headed directly up the mountain.
San Mao turned the car around and was about to head down when he suddenly remembered that Ye Chen hadn’t told him who the Dragon Lord’s Wife was.
He wanted to call, but realized Ye Chen’s phone was simply left in the car.
No helping it. He had just boasted to Ye Chen that his intel gathering was top-notch. He definitely couldn’t lose face now!
So, on the way back to the city, he dialed Wen Tailai’s number.
Wen Tailai would certainly know who the Dragon Lord’s Wife was.
“Brother Wen, it’s me, San Mao!” San Mao chuckled.
“What are you calling me for?” Wen Tailai’s voice was very cold.
“Just asking something. Do you know who the Dragon Lord’s Wife is?”
Wen Tailai sighed. “From now on, I have no relationship with Ye Chen. You don’t need to contact me either.”
“But I’ll do you one last favor. From this point on, it’s a clean break.”
“The Dragon Lord’s Wife is a little brother under my command. I’ll send you his phone number. Contact him yourself, and get him out of here quickly. I want nothing more to do with Ye Chen’s affairs!”
