"Aunt, why don't you have Uncle handle this matter?"
Seeing this, Zhao Xin trembled all over, recalling the scene where Ye Longlin had crushed his palm with one hand, a wave of fear washing over him.
The patriarch of the Zhao family was not Prince Zhao.
The so-called eleven princes of the Southern Province were all strong individuals of the older generation, the fathers of the current patriarchs. Of course, some, like Old Man Ma, clung to power, remaining in their positions at over ninety years old.
If there was one person in the Southern Province's numerous families that commanded the most dread, it was undoubtedly the Zhao family.
The Zhao family was difficult to deal with, a universally acknowledged fact.
The patriarch of the Zhao family had followed Prince Xu in his youth, having a legitimate background in the underworld. Consequently, the current Zhao family patriarch was influential in both legitimate and illicit circles, possessing considerable prestige.
His methods were incredibly ruthless, with many matters handled discreetly by Zhao Xin, never brought to light.
Even if they were brought to light, they would be resolved by the Zhao family patriarch through conventional means.
It was precisely because of the Zhao family patriarch's vast network of connections that the Zhao family was even more overbearing than the Li family. His son and daughter were equally tyrannical, especially Zhao Xinghai!
Qi Sheng, hearing this from the side, also hesitated for a moment. He rubbed a ring on his finger, contemplating whether to get involved.
Finally, he made up his mind, stepped forward, and said in a deep voice, "Shi Yike, this is a matter between the younger generation. It's rather inappropriate for you to interfere. Besides, since when has the tyranny of your Zhao family been able to order my Qi family around?"
Qi Sheng narrowed his eyes.
Several families had already fallen from grace, and the Qi family, as the rising star of the Southern Province, had naturally stepped up.
One had to... give some face, right?
Shi Yike frowned, her voice chilling, "Qi Sheng, it's best you don't meddle in this matter. Otherwise, whether your Qi family can maintain its status as a new power is uncertain."
"Today, I will take this young man away. Even if your Qi family intervenes, it will be of no use."
This statement was tantamount to sealing the deal.
Qi Sheng shook his head, "I've lived for so many years, and everyone knows my temper. If anyone disagrees, they can call your Zhao family's old geezer out to argue with me. No one has ever been able to change a decision I've made."
This statement exuded supreme dominance!
It seemed even more overbearing than the Zhao family!
At this moment, Yuan Gang walked over from a distance, passing the crowd and draping a dark green cloak over Ye Longlin's shoulders.
"Shall we kill him?"
Yuan Gang looked at the person before him and asked softly, then drew his saber. The cold gleam of the saber sent a shiver through everyone present.
Ye Longlin stroked his chin, "My mood is good today."
Upon hearing this, Yuan Gang instantly understood Ye Longlin's meaning: he did not wish to spill blood today.
Therefore, he remained silent for a moment, "How about... burying him alive?"
Qi Sheng: "..."
Shi Yike: "..."
Zhao Xin: "..."
A group of people exchanged glances, all feeling incredulous. They likely hadn't expected that the immediate suggestion would be to bury someone alive.
"When my uncle arrives, with his capabilities, he certainly won't let you die so easily. At the very least, after you've endured all humiliation and despair, he'll let you die!"
"It is an innate honor for someone like my uncle to be seen by you. Moreover, for an ant like you to wish to see such a great figure is a pipe dream in ordinary times. But now, congratulations, you have provoked such a great figure, and your life is destined to end here!"
Zhao Xin sneered, but his words and demeanor conveyed a sense of superiority that was highly unsettling.
Ye Longlin remained emotionless. Instead, after Yuan Gang arrived, he sat down and began to drink tea.
His calm demeanor astonished many present.
For a young man to possess such bearing and composure was exceptionally rare.
"Your incessant babbling."
Yuan Gang, understanding the intent, abruptly slapped Zhao Xin across the face, leaving five distinct red finger marks.
Shi Yike's eyes radiated a chilling glint, but she said nothing further. The people she had brought had all been dealt with, and with her own abilities, she couldn't gain the upper hand at this moment.
Twenty minutes later, the tea in Ye Longlin's cup had become very weak, and the Zhao family patriarch still hadn't arrived.
He stood up, his eyes sweeping across the entire venue.
"I'm hungry."
Yuan Gang drew his saber, his martial energy coursing through the blade. With a single strike, the deep crimson edge of the saber almost instantly carved a gash in the ground, stunning everyone present.
"Those who block the way shall all be slain!"
The vast venue fell silent. Not a soul dared to breathe too heavily, nor utter a word.
The iron-blooded methods were truly terrifying.
After taking two steps, a stretched Mercedes-Benz stopped before them. From the GL8 behind, people quickly alighted, surrounding the Mercedes and opening the door.
Zhao Cheng, dressed in a suit, descended from the car. His gaze swept over everyone present, settling on Ye Longlin.
"Brother Ye, my nephew has made a mistake, and I, as his uncle, should step in to mediate. How about... for my sake, we let this matter end here? After all, he is the only bloodline my sister left in this world."
Zhao Xin showed no hostility; instead, he spoke courteously.
In truth, it wasn't entirely Zhao Xin's fault. During this period, he had investigated Ye Longlin, uncovering everything from his first appearance in the Southern Province to his recent actions.
Since Ye Longlin hadn't concealed his movements, he was easily traceable.
Zhao Cheng understood very well that once such a person was completely offended, the Zhao family's fate would essentially be the same as the previous few families.
Although he still didn't understand why Ye Longlin possessed such confidence, it was undeniable that Ye Longlin was someone not to be provoked.
Ye Longlin paused, pondering for a moment, "I can overlook his transgression of offending me, but he should pay a price for harassing and threatening my sister. I wonder how the Zhao family patriarch intends to handle this?"
Zhao Cheng didn't overthink it, instead kicking the ball back, smiling and asking, "Then how do you wish to handle it?"
"How about... we bury him alive?"
Ye Longlin replied with a similar smile.
This sentence made Zhao Cheng's face stiffen in place. For a moment, he was at a loss for words, his expression gradually darkening.
Just as he was about to say something, Ye Longlin had already begun to walk away.
"I hope you understand that Zhao Xin is my sister's only bloodline. If you insist on burying him alive, you will be offending my entire Zhao family!"
Asking him to give up Zhao Xin wasn't impossible, but the crucial point was that with the matter escalating to this extent, and Zhao Xin himself making an appearance with such an outcome, how would others perceive him?
Zhao Xin, standing aside, felt a profound fear, his eyes filled with dread of death!
He had never imagined that his uncle would be so courteous upon his arrival...
"Uncle, he wants to bury me alive! How could you agree? I'm your nephew! Uncle... save me!"