Chapter 17: Slaying the Enemy

Slap!

Before Zhao Yue could react, Wang Jiu swung his hand and slapped Zhao Yue’s face again, his expression stern. “You reckless fool, do you even know who’s standing in front of you?”

Zhao Yue, stunned and sweating profusely, held his stinging cheek and trembled as he stammered, “Isn’t he the son-in-law of the Lin family, the descendant of the Ye family who was wiped out?”

Boom!

Before Zhao Yue could fully comprehend the situation, Wang Jiu kicked him to the ground, shouting angrily, “How dare you! He is the Lord of Longmen!”

At that moment, Zhao Yue’s face turned pale as he trembled uncontrollably upon hearing that Ye Fan was the Lord of Longmen.

He never in his wildest dreams imagined that the person he had offended was the unrivaled, invincible Lord of Longmen!

After Wang Jiu left, Zhao Yue knelt before Ye Fan like a dog, begging bitterly, “Ye Fan, I was wrong. I was blind to disrespect you. Please give me a chance—I won’t dare to offend you again!

If you spare me, take all the Zhao family’s wealth. Whatever you want, it’s yours!”

“All the Zhao family’s wealth?” Ye Fan’s voice turned cold as he raised an eyebrow. “Does your family even have any assets left?”

Just then, Zhao Yue received a call about the company’s affairs: “Young Master Zhao, it’s terrible—we’re finished. The company’s stock has plummeted dramatically. Even if we mortgage everything, it won’t cover the losses!”

Shaken, Zhao Yue dropped his phone in despair, looking at Ye Fan with hopeless eyes. “Did you do this?”

“Do you think otherwise?” Ye Fan’s tone and gaze were ice-cold.

Zhao Yue’s face turned ashen; regret gnawed at him—why had he dared to provoke Ye Fan?

He kowtowed repeatedly, pleading, “Ye Fan, my company is gone, and I’m a failure now. Please give me a way out!”

Boom!

Before Zhao Yue could react, Ye Fan’s foot slammed down hard on his face. “You sleep in my new house, on my new bed, and even mess with my woman—do you think I’ll spare you?”

Boom!

Ye Fan’s next kick crushed Zhao Yue’s manhood.

The next moment, blood spurted from Zhao Yue’s mouth as he died on the spot.

Ye Fan then called Wang Jiu to handle the scene.

“Sir,” Wang Jiu reported, “following your instructions, we’ve replaced the heads of the Zhao family’s enterprises with our men. Lin Huan of the Lin family will sign a contract today with the original Zhao’s Baiyun company.”

Ye Fan said, “Tell the head of Baiyun company that I will handle the contract personally.”

With that, Ye Fan left the scene and took the scar-healing medicine he had prepared directly to Su Xue’s residence.

In Su Xue’s courtyard,

Su Xue was about to leave with her bag when two women blocked her path.

They were Zhang Yan, Ye Fan’s mother-in-law, and her entourage.

Zhang Yan pointed at Su Xue, furious. “You vixen, what kind of potion did you feed Ye Fan to make him so heartless as to divorce his own wife?”

Su Xue looked confused. “Ma’am, I don’t know what you mean.”

“You filthy woman, do you even know who you’re standing before?

I am the lady of the Lin family. Dare to defy me, and I’ll beat you to death.”

The older woman accompanying Zhang Yan, as ruthless as a jail matron, grabbed Su Xue roughly.

“What? You ugly wretch, you dare push me? I’ll kill you!”

The old woman grabbed Su Xue’s hair and slapped her hard.

Then she forced Su Xue down and pulled out a sharp pair of scissors, pressing them against Su Xue’s face.

Zhang Yan, furious, demanded, “Tell me where Ye Fan is. If you don’t speak, I’ll ruin your face!”

Pressed to the ground, Su Xue retorted, “In broad daylight, do you dare to abuse your authority and enact private punishment?”

At Zhang Yan’s signal, the old woman slashed the scissors toward Su Xue’s face.

Su Xue struggled desperately but was no match for the older woman.

Seeing the scissors nearing Su Xue’s cheek, Zhang Yan shouted, “You won’t talk? Then scar her face!”

Just as the scissors were about to cut into her skin, a thunderous voice roared, “Let’s see who dares to touch her!”

Turning to face the voice, Zhang Yan and the old woman saw Ye Fan arriving just in time.

Boom!

Before they could react, Ye Fan kicked the old woman off Su Xue and helped Su Xue to her feet. Concerned, he asked, “Su Xue, are you alright? I’m here now. Go back inside. I’ll deal with them and then come back.”

Su Xue nodded silently and retreated indoors.

Ye Fan then turned to the old woman who was just getting up, his eyes bloodshot.

Slap!

Before she could react, Ye Fan’s hand struck her mouth, causing her to spit blood.

Slap!

“You old hag, you think you can hit Su Xue?”

Slap!

“Do you think you can act like a tyrant just because you have connections?”

Slap!

“Old woman, you slap Su Xue once, I’ll slap you ten times!”

Slap, slap, slap...

After ten slaps, the old woman’s mouth bled profusely. “Madam, please save me…”

Boom!

Ye Fan didn’t wait for her to finish and stomped on her again, his dragon-like brows furrowed, his voice and gaze chilling to the bone. “You dare lay a hand on Su Xue? Not even the Heavenly King can save you now.”

Zhang Yan, furious beyond reason, shouted at Ye Fan, “Ye Fan, even when beating a dog, you must consider its master. I’m here—how dare you touch my people?”

“Dog?” Ye Fan’s voice thundered as he raised his foot again, stomping the old woman’s mouth, causing more blood to spray. “She’s not even worthy of being called a dog.”

Then Ye Fan picked up the scissors from the ground and held them before the old woman.

Zhang Yan glared at Ye Fan, shouting, “Ye Fan, you wouldn’t dare!”

“Why wouldn’t I?” Ye Fan retorted.

With that, Ye Fan brandished the scissors.

The once arrogant old woman, now terrified, begged desperately, “Please spare me, I know I was wrong. I won’t dare again…”

“Admit your mistake? Too late.”

Without hesitation, Ye Fan stabbed the scissors wildly into her.

In the next moment, the old woman’s face was covered in blood, her whole body trembling in pain.

“If you ever dare hit Su Xue again, I will take your life!”

With that, Ye Fan kicked the old woman toward Zhang Yan.

His bloodshot eyes blazed with a crimson light.

Wherever his gaze fell, vengeance was certain.

Unyielding and relentless!

Whoever dared to act tyrannically before him would regret it for life.