"Zhao Yebao, come out and face your death..." Ye Feng spoke slowly, his tone so calm it was eerie, utterly devoid of ripples. It was impossible to tell whether Ye Feng was angry or disappointed, but it was precisely this tone that instilled fear in Zhao Yebao and his associates.
Ye Feng’s voice sounded to them like an omen of death from hell, causing their hair to stand on end. Zhao Yebao’s face turned ashen, and he trembled uncontrollably, like a small animal that had been scared out of its wits.
Hence it’s said that people are despicable. Clearly, Zhao Yebao was terribly afraid of Ye Feng; and yet he had provoked him. When his schemes were exposed and Ye Feng came for retribution, Zhao Yebao didn’t even have the courage to face him—truly laughable.
Zhou Mengyu’s eyes revealed a hint of disappointment as she had already come to understand Zhao Yebao’s true character.
Zhou Mengyu had always thought that Zhao Yebao was a man of loyalty and righteousness. But now she realized that he was nothing but a pretender, constantly resorting to underhanded tactics.
Standing inside the house, Zhao Yebao trembled all over as if he was stuck in a quagmire, unable to move an inch.
"Ye... Ye Feng... There seems to be some misunderstanding between us... If you have anything to say, let’s talk it out, can we?" Zhao Yebao’s voice shook as he spoke.
Ye Feng responded with a cold laugh, "Zhao Yebao, what did I tell you before? If you dared to provoke me again, you would bear the consequences. Did you take my words as nothing but wind?"
At that moment, a Grandmaster of the Innate Realm burst out in anger, "You scoundrel! What’s with that attitude? He is your father-in-law, your elder. Is this how you speak to your father-in-law..."
"Puchi!" In an instant, blood sprayed wildly. The Grandmaster from the Innate Realm didn’t even finish his sentence before a thumb-sized hole appeared in his forehead, and blood oozed out.
Ye Feng flicked his finger, and a True Essence Qi Bomb directly pierced through his forehead.
The Grandmaster of the Innate Realm stared at Ye Feng in shock, his eyes filled with disbelief. In his wildest dreams, he hadn’t imagined that Ye Feng’s strength would be so terrible. Just a casual flick of his finger had penetrated his forehead—he didn’t even get a chance to react before Ye Feng killed him.
"You..." The Grandmaster of the Innate Realm pointed at Ye Feng, his eyes widening.
"Bang!" With no chance to finish his sentence, he lost all signs of life and fell to the ground, a look of profound shock still on his face.
However, Ye Feng’s expression remained perfectly calm, as if he had just done something utterly trivial.
Witnessing this scene, Zhao Yebao’s expression turned even uglier. He was well aware that if Ye Feng wanted to kill him, he could do so effortlessly, without the slightest difficulty.
"Come out..." Ye Feng said indifferently, looking at Zhao Yebao.
Yet, Zhao Yebao dared not move even a step, his eyes filled with terror.
The surrounding people were astounded. Zhao Yebao, one of the two Underground Emperors of Chinatown, was in such a sorry state. Ye Feng hadn’t even made a move, and he was already scared to this extent.
Zhao Xinling’s inner world had completely collapsed. In Zhao Xinling’s heart, her father had always been the strongest presence, the pillar of the Zhao Family. But today, he had been frightened by Ye Feng, lacking even the courage to face him—something she had never imagined would happen.
Zhao Yebao looked at Ye Feng, "Ye Feng, you need to calm down. Please, don’t be rash, there’s no need for this. Remember, I am your father-in-law; you mustn’t harm me!"
Ye Feng shook his head, resigned. Since Zhao Yebao wasn’t coming out, it seemed he would have to go in himself.
Step by step, Ye Feng walked towards Zhao Yebao, who watched in terror. "Ye Feng, don’t come any closer! Let’s talk it out. There’s really no need for this!"
But Ye Feng had no intention of paying any heed to Zhao Yebao and continued to approach him step by step.
The closer Ye Feng got to Zhao Yebao, the more terrified Zhao Yebao became, eventually yelling, "Stop him for me!"
Upon hearing Zhao Yebao’s command, the members of the Zhao Family stood still, none taking action. They all watched Ye Feng in terror, not daring to lay a finger on him.
They could sense the murderous intent emanating from Ye Feng, like invisible tendrils that would strangle any of them who dared to approach Ye Feng.
The look in Ye Feng’s eyes was one of ease, completely disregarding everyone present as if they were of no consequence.
Zhao Yebao roared in anger, "You worthless bunch! I ordered you to stop him, didn’t you hear? Do I feed you for nothing? Stop him now!"
Nevertheless, everyone remained silent, heads bowed. They were not fools; they knew full well the extent of Ye Feng’s strength. If Ye Feng were stoppable, then Zhao Yebao wouldn’t be this afraid.
Zhao Yebao’s shouts were futile; no one would obstruct Ye Feng.
In desperation, Zhao Yebao’s gaze fell upon Housekeeper Hu, "Housekeeper Hu, stop him for me, please! Don’t let him come any closer. Please, I’m begging you!"
Housekeeper Hu revealed an expression of helplessness. He knew it was impossible. If he had not carried the Slaughter Mark of Ye Feng in his body, perhaps he would have been willing to sacrifice his life for Zhao Yebao and attempt to block Ye Feng.
But he was fully aware that with the Slaughter Mark in his body, trying to stop Ye Feng would be tantamount to suicide and would serve no purpose whatsoever. One breath, one instant was all it would take for Ye Feng to kill him, so what was the point in trying?
Housekeeper Hu shook his head, saying, "Family Head, I am sorry, I cannot do it. The young master’s strength is too great. Stopping him is beyond my ability. You should apologize to him, seek his forgiveness!"
Upon hearing Housekeeper Hu’s words, Zhao Yebao’s eyes filled with despair as Ye Feng steadily approached him.