87: Zhao Tiangang was furious!

Zhao Yi's body was carried away.

Inside the villa courtyard, it suddenly became so quiet that only the sound of the wind remained.

Bing Lan took a deep breath, her cool eyes looking toward Ye Chen.

“Ye Chen...”

“You... really killed him?”

She had seen great storms and waves, but this was the first time she had witnessed Ye Chen kill someone.

And the person he killed was Zhao Tiangang's only grandson.

Ye Chen turned around and looked calmly at her and Li Qin.

“I killed him.”

“For some things, taking a step back doesn't lead to boundless possibilities; it only makes the other party think you are weak and easy to bully, causing them to push their luck.”

“From forced marriage to kidnapping, and now bringing the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan to threaten us—in every single matter, did the Zhao Family ever leave any room for negotiation?”

He spread his hands.

“I retreated more than once.”

“And the result?”

“They just thought I was easy to handle and intensified their efforts.”

“Since reason doesn't work, I'll use a method they understand to communicate.”

“Killing them with one blow is the cleanest solution.”

Bing Lan fell silent.

She knew Ye Chen was right.

The marketplace is like a battlefield; she had seen too many opponents who pressed relentlessly and devoured people without spitting out the bones.

Against a behemoth like the Zhao Family, which dominates the underground, mercy and concession would only be seen as cowardice, leading to fiercer attacks.

It's just that... “Zhao Tiangang only had this one grandson.”

Bing Lan raised her eyes.

“He will definitely not let this go. He will probably be more insane and reckless than ever before.”

“If... they come looking for trouble again.”

“Remember to tell me.”

“I will face it with you.”

Ye Chen was slightly startled and turned his head to look at her.

Moonlight intertwined with the courtyard lamps, casting soft light and shadow on her exquisite profile.

In those eyes, which were always calm and self-possessed, his silhouette was clearly reflected at this moment.

Before Ye Chen could speak, Li Qin, who was beside them, burst out laughing.

She jumped between the two, her large eyes wide and round, looking at Bing Lan, then at Ye Chen.

“Sister Bing Lan!”

“You, you, you... your tone, why does it sound like you're planning a 'love suicide'?”

“What love suicide!” A blush instantly rushed onto Bing Lan's fair cheeks. She reached out and lightly knocked Li Qin on the forehead. “Nonsense!”

“I'm not talking nonsense!”

Li Qin covered her forehead and pouted, muttering softly.

“The Zhao Family is a local tyrant in the Provincial City, and Old Man Zhao only had this one precious grandson. Now that his treasure is gone, won't he go crazy?”

“Although Younger Male Cousin is powerful, two fists are no match for four hands, and even a mighty tiger can't stand against a pack of wolves...”

“When they really come knocking, besides accompanying him in... that thing, there seems to be no other way to face it together, right?”

She spoke bluntly, even without restraint.

Although her words were rough, the logic was sound.

Zhao Tiangang's pain of losing his grandson would surely turn into monstrous fury.

The next people who come will probably no longer be at the level of the “Seven Freaks of Jiangnan.”

“Ahem...”

Ye Chen rubbed his nose, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

“I say, you two... are you being too lacking in confidence in me?”

“It's too early to predict failure.”

“The Zhao Family is powerful, and Zhao Tiangang is difficult to deal with.”

“But I, Ye Chen, am not a soft persimmon that anyone can squeeze.”

“I took down Zheng Hu, I killed Zhao Yi, and I chased away the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan.”

“If Zhao Tiangang truly wants a fight to the death, I will accompany him to the end.”

“As for the result, you can both rest assured.”

“I have a tough fate; I am their nemesis.”

Bing Lan looked at him, her red lips moving slightly, and finally just softly hummed, “Mm.”

Li Qin exaggeratedly patted her chest.

“Alright, alright, Younger Male Cousin, since you put it that way, this young lady will reluctantly believe in your tough fate!”

“We haven't finished that meal yet! The dishes are cold!”

“Let's go, let's go, let's go back and warm them up, and continue eating!”

“Sister Bing Lan rarely cooks, we can't let it go to waste!”

Saying this, she hooked one arm around Bing Lan and grabbed Ye Chen's arm with the other without question, dragging the two of them into the house.

“Oh, right, Younger Male Cousin!”

Li Qin turned her head and winked at Ye Chen as she walked.

“You were so handsome fighting just now, you must have used up a lot of energy!”

“Eat more later to replenish your strength!”

“Tonight, perhaps... hehe, there will be 'exclusive late-night snacks'?”

Ye Chen stumbled, nearly tripping over the threshold.

Bing Lan's cheeks instantly flushed intensely. She glared at Li Qin, but there was no real anger in her eyes.

Li Qin shrank her head back, then made a face... Before long, dinner was over.

Li Qin tossed the dishes and chopsticks into the dishwasher, covered her ears, and ran upstairs.

“I ate too much, I'm going to binge-watch a show! Don't worry about the dishes, I'll clean them tomorrow!”

“Tonight, I can't hear or see anything! Do whatever you want!”

As she ran, she deliberately stomped loudly on the stairs, leaving Ye Chen and Bing Lan standing in the dining room.

The blush that had just faded from Bing Lan's face quietly crept back up.

She lowered her head, tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, and spoke softly.

“Ye Chen, tomorrow noon, I have to attend a banquet. I need you to come with me.”

Ye Chen was surprised: “What banquet?”

“It's hosted by the Zhang Family.”

Bing Lan raised her eyes and explained.

“Old Man Zhang Sansheng of the Zhang Family holds a transcendent position in the Provincial City and even the domestic medical community, with extremely wide connections.”

“He is hosting this banquet and has invited many prominent figures from the political, business, and medical sectors.”

“Originally, I didn't like socializing and was hesitating... but today you killed Zhao Yi.”

“Zhao Tiangang will definitely not let this go!”

“His subsequent revenge will likely stop at nothing, not just using martial arts methods, but also potentially mobilizing overt forces for suppression.”

“This banquet hosted by the Zhang Family is an opportunity.”

Ye Chen immediately understood Bing Lan's intention... She wanted to use this opportunity to find potential allies or assistance for the Shuyue Group, and also for him.

Even gaining more information or meeting more people is better than sitting idly and waiting for death.

His heart warmed, and he smiled: “What a coincidence, Zhang Wuji also called and invited me for noon.”

Bing Lan suddenly realized, then said meaningfully: “So that's it... It seems you not only know Old Master Zhang, but he also holds you in high regard.”

Ye Chen rubbed his nose and didn't explain anything... He couldn't exactly say that the Old Man had chased after him, begging to become his disciple, right?

Bing Lan gently inhaled: “Then we'll go together tomorrow noon.”

“Okay.” Ye Chen nodded, “I'll drive.”

Bing Lan stood up from the chair.

“You must be tired today.”

“Get some rest.”

After speaking, she turned and walked toward the stairs.

Looking at that graceful yet straight back, Ye Chen smiled faintly.

Get a good night's sleep, so you'll have the energy to deal with the tough battle tomorrow... Provincial City, Zhao Family Estate.

The main hall was brightly lit, but eerily silent.

A white cloth was spread on the floor.

On the cloth lay Zhao Yi's twisted corpse, the strange bend in his neck a shocking sight.

Zhao Tiangang stood in front of the corpse, his back to the main door, completely motionless.

The two Oily Walnuts he had been turning for years in his hands were already crushed into powder, the fragments rustling down through his fingers.

Below him, a group of people were kneeling.

The Ghost Old Man and six others.

Four Bodyguards.

Even those among the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan who were still able to kneel were injured and pale-faced.

The four Bodyguards who were lucky enough to survive were prostrate on the ground, shaking like chaff.

“So...”

Zhao Tiangang finally spoke.

“My grandson, the Zhao Family's only bloodline...”

“Was killed, his neck snapped by some driving brat, right under the noses of the Zhao Family's retainers.”

He slowly turned around.

That face, usually refined and scholarly, was now devoid of expression.

In his sunken eye sockets, however, a black, icy sea seemed to churn, causing the scalps of all those kneeling to prickle, making them wish they could bury their faces in the floor tiles.

“And you all...”

“Returned alive.”

“And even brought back the exact message he left.”

Ghost Old Man's throat bobbed, cold sweat soaked his back, and he forced himself to speak despite his fear.

“Old Man Zhao... Th-that brat is extremely sinister!”

“His fighting style is unheard of, and his internal energy is supreme Yang and supreme rigid, restraining us...”

“Silence.” Zhao Tiangang's two soft words instantly cut off the Ghost Old Man's voice, as if an invisible hand had gripped his throat.

He closed his eyes.

A few seconds later, he opened them again.

There was no warmth left in his eyes, only naked killing intent.

“Send the orders down.”

“First, tomorrow morning, this Old Man will personally go to Xiamen City!”

Everyone's expression changed drastically.

Old Man Zhao... hasn't personally taken action in thirty years!

“Second, contact the ‘Black Prison,’ offer a billion reward. They will depart with this Old Man tomorrow. If they capture him alive... double the reward!”

Everyone gasped, their faces completely drained of color.

Black Prison!

The most terrifying assassin organization in The East.

The assassins inside are practically emotionless killing machines.

As long as the price is right... they'll kill their own mothers!

“Third, within the Provincial City, all businesses and relationships connected to the Shuyue Group... must be completely severed, and full pressure must be applied.”

“My grandson cannot die in vain, and some people cannot choose the wrong side without consequence!”

“Fourth...”

He paused, his gaze falling upon the trembling Seven Freaks of Jiangnan.

“My grandson died, yet you returned alive. Since that is the case, go down and join him.”

The Seven Freaks of Jiangnan's faces instantly turned ghastly pale.

The next second—

Ignoring their severe injuries, the few individuals, like birds startled by the mere twang of a bowstring, desperately rushed toward the doors and windows in all directions!