Chapter 32: Invincible Under Heaven, Peerless Throughout the World

Slap!

Before Xu Fei could react, Ye Fan swung his hand, striking him so hard that he spat out blood. "You want to 'try it and see'?"

Holding his swollen face, Xu Fei was trembling with rage, his complexion deathly pale. "What? You dare to strike me in front of Lord Nine? This is an open provocation against Lord Nine and the Dragon Gate! Forget about the Dragon Gate—Lord Nine’s own power alone is enough to ruin you with a single word!"

Boom!

Before Xu Fei could grasp what was happening, Ye Fan kicked him to the ground. "Little Nine, did you hear that? He says that with your power, you can ruin me with a single word?"

"That’s right!"

Scrambling up from the floor, Xu Fei glared at Ye Fan with aggressive arrogance. "You reckless fool, you’re finished today—"

Slap!

Before Xu Fei could finish, a deafening slap echoed across his face! The man who had been acting so invincible a moment ago was now stunned into complete silence. The one who had struck him was the underground king himself, Wang Jiu—and he hadn't struck Ye Fan, but Xu Fei!

"Lord Nine," Xu Fei stammered, his mind reeling with confusion. "It was this reckless fool who impersonated the Dragon King and disrespected you. Why are you hitting me?"

Slap!

Without waiting for Xu Fei to recover, Wang Jiu struck him again, sending more blood flying. His voice and gaze were ice-cold. "The one who is reckless is you. The Dragon Gate’s code is absolute: whoever disrespects the Dragon King shall be killed!"

Clutching his battered face, Xu Fei turned deathly pale, terror washing over him. "Lord Nine... are you saying that he really is the Master of the Dragon Gate?"

"Who else did you think he was?" Wang Jiu roared, kicking Xu Fei to the ground once more.

At that moment, Xu Fei was drenched in a cold sweat, his face ashen, his body convulsing in fear. He had never imagined that the descendant of the Ye family he was trying to destroy was actually the legendary, world-renowned Dragon King, the Master of the Dragon Gate!

He scrambled to his knees before Ye Fan, kowtowing frantically. "Ye Fan, I was blind and disrespectful. I kowtow to you in apology, please spare me!"

Boom!

Ye Fan kicked him aside, his voice heavy with menace. "You were willing to spend a billion to put me in the grave. Do you think a simple apology changes anything?"

Spitting blood, Xu Fei trembled in agony. "Ye Fan, please, don’t kill me! I have a list of those in Yunzhou who conspired against your Ye family. I’ll give it to you right now, just don't kill me!"

Trembling violently, Xu Fei pulled a small notebook from his clothes and handed it to Ye Fan. As Ye Fan opened it and scanned the nine names and families listed, he began to shake with fury. Some of these names were people the Ye family had spared nothing to help in the past.

Ingrates! Vipers!

After burning every name into his memory, Ye Fan stepped on Xu Fei’s chest. "Speak. Who is your leader?"

Bleeding from the mouth, Xu Fei nodded frantically. "I don’t truly know who he is. He always wears a mask when I meet him. The only thing I know is that he carries a token from the Ministry of War!"

"The Ministry of War?"

Ye Fan’s eyes flooded with blood. The Ye family had been loyalists for generations, a house of generals for three eras! They had sacrificed ten sons to ensure the safety of the Dragon Kingdom. Yet, after the tragedy befell his family, the Ministry of War and the Central Government hadn't sent a single person to offer condolences. Now, it appeared the destruction of his family was linked to the Ministry of War itself!

Boom!

Before Xu Fei could even process his fate, Ye Fan ended his life with a single strike.

Wang Jiu bowed low to Ye Fan. "Sir, just give the order and hand me the list. I will lead my men to wipe them out and avenge your family."

Ye Fan nodded silently. "Little Nine, those are the butchers who slaughtered my family. Their lives are mine to take; only then can I console the ninety-nine souls of the Ye family in the afterlife."

After ordering Wang Jiu to handle the scene, Ye Fan left and returned to the old Ye family estate. By the time he arrived, his younger sister, Xiaoya, had woken up and was answering a phone call in the living room. Seeing she was alone, she had put the call on speakerphone. Ye Fan, standing at the entrance, could hear the conversation clearly.

"Manager Deng, I haven't been to Cloud Peak Company because my family suffered a tragedy. I already asked for leave. How can you go back on your word and fire me?"

"Ye Xiaoya, it’s true I agreed to your leave, but that was when your family was still standing. Things are different now. Your family is gone—it’s finished!"

"Manager Deng, you are bullying me!"

"Ye Xiaoya, that’s exactly what I’m doing. What are you going to do about it? Come to the office tomorrow to clear out your desk, or I’ll burn everything you own!"

Before Xiaoya could argue further, the line went dead. Ye Fan walked into the hall and approached his sister. Looking at him, tears welled in Xiaoya’s eyes. "Brother, why are people like this? When Manager Deng’s family was in crisis, I helped her through it at any cost. Now, she’s so heartless as to fire me!"

Ye Fan pulled his sister into his arms, his heart aching. "Xiaoya, don’t worry, and don’t cry. Your brother is back, and I am your shield. Let me tell you a secret: the real owner behind Cloud Peak Company is me."

Xiaoya pulled back, staring at him in shock. "Brother, you’re the owner of Cloud Peak? Is that true? Wasn't it the asset of the Xiao family, the richest in the capital?"

Ye Fan nodded slightly. "I saved the lives of the Xiaos, and they gifted the company to me just yesterday. Dry your tears. Tomorrow, I’ll go with you to Cloud Peak and help you teach that ungrateful Manager Deng a lesson."

Xiaoya nodded repeatedly, leaning back into his embrace. "It’s so good to have you, Brother."

Hearing her heartfelt words, a warmth spread through Ye Fan’s heart. She was his only remaining kin. Now that he was the invincible Master of the Dragon Gate, he would never let his sister suffer another grievance again.