30: Chapter 30 Dignity Sweeps Away! The Chosen One Kneels and Kowtowing in the Street
"Squeak—"
A pair of hands, caked in mud and blood, slowly pushed open the heavy manhole cover.
The grating sound of friction echoed through the silent street corner.
Ye Chen, like a zombie crawling out of hell, limped into the pouring rain of the night.
The downtown square in the early hours of the morning was empty and deathly silent.
Only the torrential rain fell from the sky, mercilessly washing over the cold marble ground.
"Qin Yuan! I'm here!"
Ye Chen stood in the center of the square, roaring up at the sky, his voice as hoarse as if it were being rubbed against sandpaper.
He clenched his fists, his muscles tense, prepared to face a hail of bullets or even perish together.
"Boom!"
Around the square, eight giant military searchlights capable of illuminating the night sky instantly lit up at the same time!
The blinding white light, like sharp swords, crossed and focused on the area where Ye Chen stood.
It illuminated his tattered Taoist robe, festering wounds, and the wretched appearance of his face mixed with mud and blood, exposing every detail.
Ye Chen instinctively raised his hand to block the intense light.
When he adjusted to the light and squinted forward, he froze in place as if struck by lightning.
There was no ambush as he had imagined, no heavy machine-gun fire.
On the steps directly in front of him, only a black Rolls-Royce Phantom was parked.
Qin Yuan was wearing an immaculate, high-end black suit, his long legs crossed, sitting comfortably on the hood of the car.
Butler Chen stood to the side, respectfully holding a black-framed umbrella over him.
But this was not what caused Ye Chen the most despair.
What truly made his heart stop was the three women standing behind Qin Yuan.
Su Qingxue, Liang Ainuo, and Lin Waner.
They were wearing exquisite evening gowns, their makeup perfect, without a single drop of rain on them.
Not only did they show no signs of the "ten thousand ants gnawing at the heart" agony, but they were instead radiant, even holding champagne flutes and sipping champagne.
How could they look like they were poisoned and dying?!
"You... you're okay?"
Ye Chen's lips trembled, his mind went blank, and a bone-chilling cold rushed from the soles of his feet straight to his skull.
"Qingxue! Sister Liang! Waner! Were you forced by him?!"
"The video on the big screen... what is that about?!"
Like a madman, he rushed forward recklessly, wanting to grasp at the last shred of hope.
"Stop."
Qin Yuan didn't even look at him, simply spitting out those two words.
"Bang! Bang!"
Two heavily armored bodyguards, built like iron towers, instantly flashed out, one on the left and one on the right, gripping Ye Chen's shoulders like iron pincers.
Ye Chen struggled desperately, only to find that his remaining strength was laughable, like a baby, in front of these two bodyguards enhanced by the system.
"Ye Chen, have you lost your mind?"
Su Qingxue spoke first. Her voice lacked its usual coldness, replaced only by undisguised disgust and disdain.
"What could possibly happen to us?"
"Young Master Qin was afraid we'd be bored, so he specifically hired a Gu sorceress from the Southern Border to perform a bit of 'illusion' for us."
"What was shown on the big screen was nothing more than us playing along with Young Master Qin in a show."
"Did you really think we would die for a wanted criminal like you?"
Liang Ainuo also giggled, leaning against Qin Yuan's shoulder, seductively exhaling a puff of smoke.
"Divine Doctor Ye, why don't you take a look at yourself in a puddle?"
"In what way are you comparable to a single hair of Young Master Qin?"
"Besides causing trouble and spouting nonsense, what else can you do?"
The final blow to Ye Chen came from his most trusted childhood sweetheart.
Lin Waner didn't even want to look at him, affectionately linking her arm with Qin Yuan's, her voice sickly sweet.
"Young Master Qin, this stray dog stinks too much; it's ruining our appetite for our late-night snack. Hurry up and send him away."
Boom! Boom!! Boom!!!
The words of the three women were like three heavy bombs, exploding one after another in Ye Chen's mind.
No poison! No coercion! It was all voluntary!
They even cooperated with Qin Yuan, putting on a show just to play him like a monkey and lure him out to his death!
Ye Chen's pupils dilated violently, and his face instantly turned as pale as paper.
His medical skills that he was so proud of, the women he treasured as if they were jewels, his self-important protagonist halo...
In the face of Qin Yuan's absolute power, wealth, and schemes, were completely crushed into dust!
Even the last shred of his dignity was stripped away completely!
"Why... why is it like this..."
Ye Chen muttered in despair, his mental defenses finally collapsing at this moment.
"Because you're stupid."
Qin Yuan held his red wine glass, slowly walked in front of him, and looked down at him from a position of superiority.
"Divine Doctor Ye, in this world, there has never been any invincible martial art."
"What exists is only the background you cannot afford to provoke, and the rules you cannot play against."
Qin Yuan snapped his fingers, his gaze becoming incomparably cold.
"Break his legs."
"Crack! Crack!"
Two teeth-gritting sounds of bones breaking rang out clearly in the rain-soaked square!
"Ahhhh—!!!"
Ye Chen let out a scream of extreme misery, his kneecaps ruthlessly crushed by the bodyguard's kick!
He fell heavily into a puddle like a pile of mud.
The excruciating pain made his whole body convulse.
But even more painful was the despair brought by Qin Yuan's words.
[Ding! Detected that the Child of Destiny has suffered extreme physical and mental destruction, his Dao heart has completely collapsed!]
[Child of Destiny Ye Chen, remaining Luck Value has been completely cleared to zero!]
[Congratulations to the host! Successfully eliminated the number one Child of Destiny, obtained massive Luck rewards!]
The system's notification sounds flooded Qin Yuan's mind.
Qin Yuan smiled.
He looked at Ye Chen, who was lying in the mud like a dog, without a shred of pity in his eyes.
"Ye Chen, right now, you don't even have the qualification for me to kill you."
Qin Yuan turned around, handed the empty wine glass to Butler Chen, and prepared to get in the car.
"Throw him into the station, and let him rot in there until the end of his days."
"No... don't..."
Upon hearing the word "station," Ye Chen shuddered violently.
That pitch-black death cell, the suffocating torture, and the fear of being possessed.
He would rather die than go back there again!
"Young Master Qin! Master Qin!"
In the face of absolute fear of death and torture, Ye Chen's once sky-high pride was finally completely ground into powder.
He used his hands, covered in mud and blood, to desperately cling to Qin Yuan's immaculate, high-end suit trousers.
Under the live broadcast of countless cameras in Jiangzhong City.
In front of the three women who had once loved him deeply.
The once arrogant Divine Doctor Ye, who had clamored to wipe out the entire Qin Family.
Dragging his two broken legs, like the most humble, most pitiful maggot.
Facing the high and mighty Qin Yuan, who was holding a black umbrella.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
He kowtowed frantically and forcefully!
His forehead struck the hard marble, blood splattering everywhere mixed with the rain.
"Young Master Qin... I was wrong... I truly know I was wrong..."
Ye Chen kowtowed while begging miserably, his voice filled with endless regret and fear.
"I beg you... treat me like a fart... and just let me go!"