Ye Feng looked at Ye Yunfeng. After speaking, he had expected to kill him imdiately. But when he walked up to Ye Yunfeng, he suddenly stopped in his tracks...
When Ye Feng appeared, Ye Yunfeng was stunned, unable to believe his eyes. He had personally verified that Ye Feng's body was lifeless. How could he now be standing here, alive and well? As this thought arose, another idea flashed through his mind. He spun his head around and stared furiously at Xu Ke. "You deceived ?"
He understood. He finally got it!
Ye Yunfeng recalled how Xu Ke had supposedly committed suicide after being kidnapped by his youngest son, Ye Chen. Back then, he knew Xu Ke had faked his own death to deceive everyone. Now, he must have pulled the sa trick with Ye Feng.
"Yes," Xu Ke nodded.
Painful resentnt and regret filled Ye Yunfeng's heart. He should have realized this earlier and forcibly taken Ye Feng's body from the Martial Alliance Cold Storage. If Ye Feng had been in his hands just now, he wouldn't have needed to devour Ye Chong. He wouldn't have thrown away the perfect situation he had single-handedly built!
Xu Ke looked at Ye Yunfeng and sneered, "Moreover, I'm sparing your life to chat with you now just to give Ye Feng the chance to avenge his parents himself. You should thank , Ye Yunfeng! I'm the one giving you the sa privilege as your blood kin—the privilege of being killed by your own family."
Hearing Xu Ke's words, Ye Feng's expression darkened, and he unconsciously clenched his fists.
"Go ahead," Xu Ke said, looking toward Ye Feng. "For your father, for your mother, for your sister."
At those words, Ye Feng's body trembled violently...
Seeing this, Xu Ke didn't press him, but simply waited by his side.
Even with a bone-deep hatred and a killing intent so thick it was suffocating, how could Ye Feng strike without hesitation? He was looking at the man he had sincerely and genuinely called 'Dad' for over twenty years.
"You don't dare?" Ye Yunfeng's cold laugh suddenly cut through the silence.
Ye Feng looked at him but said nothing.
Seeing this, Ye Yunfeng roared with laughter before sneering, "Ye Feng, you could have accomplished great things. It's a sha you're too sentintal. Sentintal people are easily betrayed, understand?"
Hearing this, Ye Feng's face turned ashen. "'Great things'? Is that all you care about?"
"What else should I care about?" Ye Yunfeng retorted.
"What about family?"
"What about Grandfather?"
"What about my mother?"
"What about ?" Ye Feng bellowed, the fury in his heart blazing hotter.
"Just tools. You should learn a simple truth: everything in this world should revolve around you. If your tools are more valuable to you dead, then you should gladly send them to their graves," Ye Yunfeng sneered.
Hearing this response, Ye Feng's expression grew grim, but then he finally laughed. "Fine. I understand now! I'll send you on your way right now!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Yunfeng's own voice bood. "Hahaha... co on! But I'd love to know, after you kill , how much of your hatred will actually be relieved? I'm thinking a sentintal fool like you will spend the rest of your life haunted by the shadow of patricide, wallowing in guilt and self-bla, never knowing a mont's peace!"
Ye Yunfeng taunted loudly, knowing Ye Feng all too well, his words twisting a knife in his heart. "Hahaha, I killed your parents, yet you still hesitate to kill . It's absolutely hilarious! When they knelt before , begging for their lives, I shattered both their skulls with a single palm strike. If they knew that their son was now feeling soft-hearted, guilty, and regretful for his own enemy, I wonder how amused they would be! What do you think, Ye Feng?!"
Upon hearing this, Ye Feng began to tremble, his eyes instantly turning bloodshot as he roared, "What did you say? WHAT DID YOU SAY?!"
He bellowed furiously, grabbing Ye Yunfeng and raining punch after punch upon his body. But the more Ye Feng struck, the more tears stread down his face. In contrast, Ye Yunfeng's laughter only grew louder and more maniacal, as if Ye Feng were the one in agony...
BANG!
Ye Yunfeng crashed heavily to the ground. By now, his breath was faint and his life was rapidly slipping away, yet he continued to mock, "Ye... Ye Feng... in this life, I have never... considered you my son. In my heart... you were never worthy... of the Ye na!"
After speaking his last words, Ye Yunfeng's head tilted to the side, and he fell completely silent. A mocking smile remained frozen on his face. Only, in his eyes, which no one could see, was a trace of regret and longing...
Ye Feng's body stood rigid, his face ashen. He stared intently at Ye Yunfeng's corpse, not speaking for a long ti... He had co here not just to kill Ye Yunfeng, but also to ask him a question. But perhaps Ye Yunfeng knew him too well. Before he even had the chance to ask, Ye Yunfeng had answered with his dying words...
"Take care of the body." Xu Ke stepped forward and patted his shoulder. "You don't have ti to dwell on this, understand?"
"Understood." Ye Feng took a deep breath, wiped away his tears, and quickly regained his composure.
Seeing this, Xu Ke nodded, offered no further comfort, and turned to leave. But before he had taken two steps, Ye Feng spoke again.
"Thank you for helping get my revenge, Xu Ke."
Xu Ke let out a small laugh. "Don't ntion it."
At that mont, Ye Taiqing, who had been rescued by Wang Wu and the others after the battle, limped over to Ye Feng's side. Looking at Ye Feng's expression, he hesitated for a mont before sighing. "Don't overthink it. He was a scumbag. He never deserved to be your father."
Ye Feng turned his head, stared at Ye Taiqing, and finally said, "Yes, Fourth Grandpa!"
As Ye Feng began to move Ye Yunfeng's body into the Ye Family Mansion, Han Wang grabbed Tang Yingchang's arm.
"What in the world is their story? I'm completely confused," he asked. Old n can be gossips too. Han Wang had been dying to ask since that afternoon at the hotel but hadn't dared to interrupt Xu Ke.
"Yeah, what's the deal with Ye Feng and Ye Yunfeng? It all sounds so chaotic," Hu Deyao chid in. "First father and son, then sothing about his parents... Are things always this ssy with you people from Tianhai?"
A group of old n crowded around, looking at Tang Yingchang expectantly. They knew that as Xu Ke's personal guard, he was sure to know the details.
Tang Yingchang was speechless. "Can't you ask sowhere else?" He desperately wanted to curse at them. Was this the ti or place for gossip?
By now, all of Ye Yunfeng's subordinates had perished. Thanks to the brutal effects of Ye Yunfeng's pills, these n didn't even get to leave last words, let alone intact corpses. They had all lted into pools of blood. The entire summit of the mountain had turned into a shocking river of blood and gore, and a nauseating stench filled the air. An ordinary person who had never seen blood before would vomit up their own bile at a sight like this...
It was only these old n, long accustod to life and death, who had the composure to gossip at a ti like this.
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