Yanjing City, within the Yan family!
Yan Jinglin was unaware that the attempt in the night had failed, and now Ye Xunhuan intended to kill him.
At this moment, Yan Jinglin was sitting in the Yan family courtyard, playing chess with Yan Zhengrong.
"You've been distracted all along, what's on your mind?" Yan Zhengrong asked, looking at the somewhat absent-minded Yan Jinglin.
Upon hearing Yan Zhengrong's words, Yan Jinglin's heart skipped a beat, thinking Yan Zhengrong had seen through him, he quickly said, "Nothing!"
"There's no need to lie to me!"
"Dad, that little brat Ye Xunhuan is leaving today!" Yan Jinglin put on an unwilling and ferocious face, "The Qin family hasn't acted until now, how long do I have to wait..."
"Good things take time, don't rush." Yan Zhengrong sighed slightly in his heart.
He understood Yan Jinglin's feelings at the moment, after all, Ye Xunhuan had killed his son, and Yan Jinglin must have wished to tear Ye Xunhuan apart.
But dealing with Ye Xunhuan was not that easy!
"Back then, Han Xin endured humiliation, a story passed down through history, and Goujian endured hardship to finally become a hegemon, what did they rely on?" Yan Zhengrong answered his own question, "They relied on patience!"
"Sometimes, patience and bowing one's head don't mean we've lost, but rather it is to see clearly the path under our feet, to know which route will get us to our destination quicker!" Yan Zhengrong patiently taught Yan Jinglin, "The Qin family may seem calm now, but what's really going on, only they know."
"Don't worry, this calm is only temporary, it won't be long before the Qin family won't be able to sit still." Yan Zhengrong promised confidently.
Hearing Yan Zhengrong's words, Yan Jinglin's heart was filled with cold laughter.
He knew Yan Zhengrong would never let him take vengeance on Ye Xunhuan, luckily he hadn't told Yan Zhengrong, otherwise, with Yan Zhengrong blocking him, who knows how long he would have to wait to get revenge on Ye Xunhuan!
Even though his heart was filled with cold laughter, Yan Jinglin still acted modestly.
"I know you feel terrible inside, you might even blame me, but Jinglin, we must look beyond the present, we must look to the future." Yan Zhengrong said seriously, "That's what it means to look three steps ahead with every step you take."
"Ye Xunhuan is Qin Fenghuang's son, you know how many friends Qin Fenghuang had back in the day, even though they're all gone, given their friendship with her, they might come out to protect Ye Xunhuan at a critical moment, we must be cautious, understand?"
"Even a dead woman is still causing trouble!" Yan Jinglin said through gritted teeth.
Yan Zhengrong smiled bitterly, "Although Qin Fenghuang is dead, we must admit, Qin Pojun has a brilliant daughter, if this daughter were a son, no one in Yanjing or even all of Huaxia could match her!"
"Luckily, she's a daughter, and luckily she's dead, otherwise I would really worry that Qin Fenghuang might dethrone our Yan family!"
"Dad, are you talking about the Protector..." Yan Jinglin's face changed slightly.
Yan Zhengrong nodded, "You know what role we play; with Qin Fenghuang's means, it wouldn't be difficult to replace us, then the Qin family would become the favorite of the Protector."
"Isn't it a good thing that Qin Fenghuang is dead?"
"Indeed!" Yan Jinglin exhaled a long breath.
"Bear with it; I will let you avenge Qingdi, I will let you personally slay him, but remember, not now!" Yan Zhengrong's tone slowly became grave and serious.
Meanwhile, Ye Xunhuan and Qiu Ruoxi had returned to Yanjing, and Ye Xunhuan instructed Qin Rumeng to take Qiu Ruoxi to the Qin family.
Meanwhile, he came to the Yan family alone.
He intended to kill Yan Jinglin!
As Ye Xunhuan always said, anyone who wants to kill him will first be sent to hell to repent, go to hell to report in, and wait for him in hell!
Originally, Qin Rumeng wanted to accompany Ye Xunhuan to the Yan family, but Ye Xunhuan sternly refused.
So Ye Xunhuan was entering the Yan family all by himself!
The Yan family was a prestigious family in Yanjing, a noble house, and many officials knew where the Yan family residence was, making it easy to find.
Upon arriving at the Yan family gate, looking at the tightly shut door and the plaque above engraved with the words "Yan Residence," Ye Xunhuan's expression suddenly turned icy, then he leaped up, his right foot fiercely kicking the plaque!
A heavy kick shattered the plaque, causing it to fall to the ground.
If outsiders knew Ye Xunhuan smashed the Yan family's plaque, it would definitely shock countless people.
This plaque was once written by the pioneers of Huaxia's revolution, the great forerunners of democratic revolution, it was the face of the Yan family!
But now Ye Xunhuan smashed it with one kick, it was a direct slap to the Yan family's face, or more accurately, a trampling of the entire Yan family.
After smashing the plaque with one kick, Ye Xunhuan stepped forward, walking up the white marble steps to the Yan family door.
In an instant, Ye Xunhuan was at the doorway, his right leg kicked up again, kicking open the Yan family door.
The loud noise from Ye Xunhuan smashing the Yan family plaque had already alerted the Yan family members inside, who were about to come out to see what was happening.
But before they could step out, Ye Xunhuan had already kicked open the door and stormed in.
This made everyone's heart skip a beat.
Who was this man, daring to break into the Yan family, who gave him the courage!
"Who are you, do you know where you are?"
A slightly burly middle-aged man asked Ye Xunhuan darkly.
Upon hearing the man's words, Ye Xunhuan's bloodthirsty gaze fell on him.
At that moment, the man felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his throat seemed gripped by an invisible hand, making breathing extremely difficult, and his body shook uncontrollably.
A sense of impending death spread from his heart.
"Where is Yan Jinglin?" Ye Xunhuan asked in a low voice.
The man's heart quivered at Ye Xunhuan's words, and he forced himself to suppress his fear, "Who are you anyway?"
As soon as he spoke, Ye Xunhuan moved.
His figure blurred, instantly appearing in front of the man, followed by a flash of his hand!
A dull thud resounded, and the man was immediately thrown back.
"Yan Jinglin, come out and die!"
The roar echoed like a tiger's growl, like muffled thunder, reverberating in the air for a long time!