195: Ye Chen: I like to nip problems in the bud!

Chen Wenxuan's face was deathly pale, his lips trembling.

"I called you 'father'! I already called you that! I admit defeat!"

"Can you... let me go?"

"Please! Money! I have money! Lots of money! I'll give it all to you! Don't kill me!"

At this moment.

He was utterly terrified.

Facing a ruthless man like Ye Chen, he couldn't muster even a shred of resistance... Ye Chen raised an eyebrow: "I only told you to fulfill the bet—kneel and call me 'father.' I never said calling me 'father' meant I'd let you go?"

"What?!"

Chen Wenxuan felt as if struck by lightning, nearly collapsing. He crawled forward on hands and knees, trying to grab the hem of Ye Chen's pants.

"No! You can't do this!"

"You said it was a bet! I admit defeat! I'll do anything you say! I'll be your dog!"

"Woof woof woof... don't kill me!"

He paused.

He suddenly looked at Bai Wanqing, fearfully pleading for help, "Madam Bai! Madam Bai, please say something for me! For my father's sake! Spare my wretched life!!!"

Ye Chen looked at his tear-streaked, snot-covered face and sighed softly.

"I really didn't plan to kill you earlier."

"Even if you reneged, even if you ran your mouth, at most I'd just slap you a couple more times to teach you a lesson."

"But you just had to go and do it."

He paused, his gaze gradually turning cold.

"You had to pull out a gun, you had to want me dead, you had to force me to get serious."

"And, Young Master Chen, get this straight."

"If I were really an ordinary person, or if my skills were just a little bit worse..."

"Those shots you fired earlier would have been enough to turn me into Swiss cheese and toss me into the sea to feed the fish."

"At that time, would you have spared me just because I begged for mercy?"

Chen Wenxuan opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but not a single word came out.

A desperate will to survive made him twist his body violently. Ignoring the excruciating pain in his leg, he clawed at the floor, frantically crawling away from Ye Chen, just wanting to get as far away from this devil as possible!

"Trying to run now?"

Ye Chen straightened up and shook his head. "Too late."

He casually flicked his wrist, and a Silver Needle appeared between his fingers.

Then, a flick!

"Whoosh—!"

The Silver Needle shot through the air, transforming into a barely visible streak of cold light, instantly piercing the Fengfu Acupoint at the junction of Chen Wenxuan's nape and neck.

Chen Wenxuan's forward crawling motion abruptly froze. His eyes widened to their limits, pupils dilating.

The next second.

His body went limp, face-first onto the floor. Blood slowly seeped from his seven orifices, and he fell silent.

The eldest son of the Malaysian Chen Family, Chen Wenxuan... was dead!

"Ah—!"

After a brief silence, the banquet hall erupted in terrified screams.

Some female guests collapsed to the floor. More were pale-faced, trembling as they huddled together, looking at Ye Chen as if he were a primordial beast ready to devour them.

He actually killed Chen Wenxuan right in front of everyone!

Good grief!

This undoubtedly meant he had thoroughly offended the Malaysian Chen Family!

"You... you dare kill him?!"

Fu Tianxiong, embedded in the wall, roared hoarsely.

"He's the only son of Chen Tiannan from Malaysia!"

"The Chen family won't let you go! You'll face their full-force retaliation!"

"To the ends of the earth, until death!!!"

Ye Chen picked his ear, his gaze falling on Fu Tianxiong.

"Before worrying about others..."

"Worry about yourself first."

Fu Tianxiong felt a chill run down his spine under that calm stare.

"Ye Chen! There's no deep grudge between my Dark Crow and you! It's all business! A mission! If you stop now, I might be able to plead your case to headquarters..."

"No grudge?"

Ye Chen cut him off, laughing mockingly.

"Yeah, at first, there really was no grudge."

"Someone paid, you took the job, sent a few trash to kill me."

"The trash got killed by me instead. In theory, that should have been the end of it—either you admit defeat or the client pays more."

He stopped in front of Fu Tianxiong, tilting his head slightly.

"But the client has already been dealt with, yet you guys just won't let it end."

"The trash died, so you send stronger ones."

"The stronger ones get taken down, so you send this whole group of Dark Crows."

"Over and over, endlessly."

Ye Chen's voice gradually turned cold, carrying a sharp killing intent.

"Do you think your 'Dark Crow' face is bigger than the sky?"

"That the people you want to kill must just stretch their necks and wait to die?"

"That resisting means slapping your face, so it must be a fight to the death?"

He paused, his gaze like a knife, piercing Fu Tianxiong.

"Then let me ask you..."

"Raven Chief Fu, since you're so eager to come looking for death, do you think I should oblige you?"

Fu Tianxiong's face completely panicked.

"We can compensate! Everything can be negotiated!"

"As long as you spare me, I guarantee with my position as Raven Chief of the Southeast Region of 'Dark Crow' that the Black Prison headquarters will never trouble you again!"

"All past grievances will be wiped clean! I... can even give you a personal compensation of astronomical figures!"

"Ten billion! Twenty billion! Name your price!"

That's right.

He could see it... Ye Chen really would kill him!

He didn't want to die!

He was the Raven Chief of the Dark Crow's Southeast Region, with a bright future ahead—how could he die here???

Hearing this, Ye Chen gently waved his hand, cutting off his incessant promises.

"Compensation? Negotiate?"

"Raven Chief Fu, do you and those behind you think everything in this world can be solved by talking and compensating?"

"Make a mistake, provoke someone you shouldn't, pay some money, say a few soft words, and it's like nothing ever happened?"

He leaned down slightly, looking at Fu Tianxiong's pale, old face, his eyes so calm it was chilling.

"Too bad..."

"I'm not like you."

"I don't like being targeted, and I especially don't like leaving loose ends."

"So, my way of solving problems has always been pretty simple—"

Ye Chen paused, enunciating each word, "Uproot the weeds, eliminate the roots."

Fu Tianxiong trembled violently, shouting hoarsely.

"No! You can't kill me! I'm the Raven Chief of the Dark Crow's Southeast Region!"

"Kill me, and you'll be in an endless war with the entire Black Prison!"

"No matter how strong you are, can you really take on the whole..."

"Noisy." Ye Chen couldn't be bothered to listen further, casually flicking his toe.

The next second.

A Tachi on the floor flew up in response. The blade transformed into a cold gleam, like lightning tearing through the night sky, shooting toward Fu Tianxiong embedded in the wall!

"Thud—!"

A sharp blade pierced flesh.

The Tachi stabbed through Fu Tianxiong's chest, the tip protruding from his back, nailing him even more firmly to the metal relief wall!

Fu Tianxiong's body stiffened abruptly. His eyes bulged, and he looked down in disbelief at the blood-stained hilt protruding from his chest.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but only thick, sticky blood gushed out.

The light in his eyes, like a candle flame in the wind, quickly extinguished.

Raven Chief of the Dark Crow's Southeast Region, Xuan Realm expert Fu Tianxiong, was also dead... "Thump!"

"Thump!!"

"Thump!!!"

In the banquet hall, among the guests still standing, a large number instantly collapsed!

Many had weak legs, directly kneeling on the floor, faces as pale as paper, bodies trembling like leaves in an autumn wind.

Some even... had a foul smell coming from their crotches—they had been scared into wetting themselves!

"He killed someone! He killed someone again!"

"He's a devil!"

"I didn't do anything! I don't know anything, please don't kill me..."

... Many pleaded in fear.

As if... if they were even a step slow, Ye Chen would stab them to death with the Tachi.

Ye Chen turned around, his gaze calmly sweeping over the guests collapsed on the floor.

"What?"

"Do I look... like a murderous maniac to you?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it reached every single ear without exception.

The banquet hall fell dead silent.

Everyone tightly covered their mouths, even holding back sobs, looking at him in terror, shaking their heads desperately.

Some still had snot and tears on their faces, their expressions utterly ridiculous!

Ye Chen sighed softly, his tone somewhat helpless.

"I'm actually quite easy to talk to."

"If others don't provoke me, I won't provoke them."

"This whole mess tonight, from start to finish, was brought on by that Young Master Chen and that 'Raven Chief' on the wall themselves."

"They wanted my life, so I had to take theirs."

"It's that simple."

He paused, spreading his hands.

"Now, the game's over."

"I'm not interested in you, and I have no intention of doing anything to you."

"But..."

He pointed toward the direction of the bridge.

"I need you to have this ship turn around and head back to the City Name docks."

"Understood?"

After a brief silence, the crowd exploded like a stone thrown into water!

"Understood! Understood!"

"Turn back immediately! Go notify the captain!"

"Make the ship turn around! If it doesn't turn, I'll make him turn!"

... A group of terrified guests scrambled to their feet, crying, shoving, rushing toward the banquet hall exit in a frenzy.

What a sight!

What a scene!

What a spectacle!

They practically wanted to jump into the sea themselves and carry this 'cloud top' cruise ship back to the City Name port!

The scene was chaotic for a while.

In the crowd, Bai Wanqing whispered, "The Chen family, and the Black Prison, won't let this go."

"I know."

Ye Chen looked out the porthole at the dark sea, his eyes profound.

"So, I have to make them remember the pain in one go."

"Pain to the bone."

"Until they don't dare reach out again."