Boom!
As Ye Longlin’s figure completely disappeared, Zhao Xin immediately knelt on the ground.
Zhao Cheng cast a cold glance at him and kicked his shoulder. "You scoundrel, who do you dare to provoke? Haven't I resolved enough trouble for you over the years?"
"This is the last time. If you cause trouble again after this, I won't care about you anymore. I'll let you fend for yourself."
"I will arrange for people to fake your death. You will go abroad to study. When you return, you will be a changed person."
After all, he was his nephew, his blood relative.
Zhao Cheng did not give up. He quickly thought of a method, which might not necessarily work, but it was worth a try. This was the last resort.
Just then, a faint voice echoed in everyone's ears.
"If I discover that Patriarch Zhao is finding a scapegoat, I won't mind making the Zhao family disappear either."
As soon as this statement was made, Zhao Cheng's face changed drastically. He turned around abruptly, unable to see Ye Longlin's figure at all, yet the voice still came through.
Hiss!
"Zhao Cheng, do you really want to kill your nephew with your own hands? This is your sister's only bloodline. If you send him away yourself, how will you face the old man?"
Shi Yike's eyes glared as if she wanted to devour someone.
She had a very good relationship with Zhao Cheng's sister. Otherwise, she wouldn't have made a special trip for someone with no blood relation.
Zhao Cheng sighed. "There's no other way. If he doesn't die, our whole family will die. As the patriarch, I have to consider the entire family."
It was like a bolt from the blue, making Shi Yike stare with wide eyes, unable to believe these words came from him.
Ye Longlin had already made it very clear that he wanted his life, and had issued a warning, leaving him with no choice. If the Zhao family was to survive, then Zhao Xin had to be sacrificed.
This was not a multiple-choice question, but a compulsory one. There was no way out!
Zhao Cheng had never imagined that he would be defeated by a young man, and have no way to resist.
This young man was no pushover. He had wiped out so many families before. Even the Zhao family, if they confronted him, would not be able to gain the upper hand.
According to the information he had found, when he first entered Southern Province, it was to apprehend someone. Afterwards, he went to the Li family and caused quite a stir, which was eventually suppressed by the Li family.
The most crucial point was that even the second and third masters of the Li family had come forward, yet they could not do anything to him. This was what made him feel the most terrified.
A young man who even the second and third masters of the Li family could not suppress, what was his background?
When did Southern Province get such a formidable figure?
Zhao Xin also knew the outcome. He stood up, his face showing no emotion whatsoever, as if it were extremely calm. It even gave people the illusion that he was merely watching a play.
This illusion made Zhao Xin frown subconsciously. He knew this kid wouldn't make things easy for him.
"I want to see if he truly has that capability!"
Qi Sheng and his group watched from behind, stunned. They never expected Ye Longlin to have such great influence, making Zhao Xin so apprehensive that he even considered killing his own nephew!
...
Ye Longlin, who had left the club, looked at the sky, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.
"I remember there was a small noodle shop behind Jing'an Road. Father often took me there. What I remember most clearly is my father stealing Zhao Yi's money to take me there, just because I said I wanted to eat.
The most awkward part was once when Zhao Yi was cleaning for someone nearby, and we ran into her. You don't know, my dad's face turned red as a beet then. It was also the only time I remember my father being embarrassed."
That occasion was indeed the most embarrassing moment Ye Guohui had ever witnessed.
When he was in the Ye family, he didn't have to worry about money. But after leaving the Ye family, he was poor. Back then, even buying a steamed bun outside required looking at others' faces. Because he had no money, he had to rely on others and resort to petty thievery.
Those years of hiding from pursuers were truly difficult.
"I remember that the person who forced my father to jump into the Pan River was a swordsman. Judging by his accent, he should be a local."
Yuan Gang's body trembled. He nodded solemnly. "I understand!"
It seemed… another bloodbath was imminent.
Soon, Yuan Gang prepared the car and headed to Jing'an Road.
There were many small noodle shops on Jing'an Road. Not only were there schools, but also many residential buildings. The entire street was filled with all sorts of food, almost none of which were the same.
This was an old urban area, but it was also the city center. No developer could afford to demolish this place, so it had remained as it was over time.
"Old Wang, how are you today? My business is terrible. What's going on today?"
In front of Old Wang's noodle shop, a middle-aged man sat on a stool, puffing on a cigarette, and asked casually.
Old Wang's noodle shop had been on this street for over forty years. People on this street were quite familiar with it.
"I'm also having a hard time. There's no business today either."
Old Wang squatted on the ground, smoking, his face full of worry.
However, the owner of the small convenience store named Old Xu noticed something unusual and asked curiously, "Old Wang, what's going on? You never used to smoke."
Old Wang's lips twitched. He gave an awkward laugh. "There's nothing I can do. The pressure is too great. I have to take care of my wife and children."
Old Xu asked, puzzled, "Didn't your wife and children die in a car accident ten years ago?"
Old Wang: "..."
He sighed. "Yes, it's good they died. If they died, I wouldn't have to think about borrowing… Alas, I'm old. I always think about when my wife and children were still alive. Back then, I worried about making a living every day."
Old Xu continued, "What's wrong with you today? Are you possessed by something evil? You were the star merchant here back then. Your daily turnover could reach two to three thousand yuan, and your monthly income was twenty to thirty thousand. The house was also yours, with almost no costs."
Old Wang: "..."
Old Xu added, "I know a master. I'll have the master take a look at you another day. Maybe your wife and children are coming back to find you."
Old Wang: "..."
After saying this, a brand new Maybach stopped there. Ye Longlin got out of the car, looked at the words "Old Wang's Noodle Shop," and smiled knowingly.
It was here that he had met Zhao Yi, and also the first time his father had been embarrassed.
"Boss, two bowls of noodles, extra chili oil, no scallions."
Old Wang smiled heartily. "Alright! You look a bit familiar to me?"
He asked with a hint of probing.
Ye Longlin sighed. "Yes, I haven't been here for decades. I didn't expect you to still be here."
Fortunately, it wasn't someone he knew too well.
Old Wang breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Ye Longlin with particular warmth.