Within half an hour, there were many killings in various places in Tiannan. It was silent, like a drop of ink splashing in the ocean. It did not cause much of a commotion.
…
At 7 pm …
A sword gleam landed in front of the Ye residence's villa. Ye Chen covered the entire villa with his Divine Consciousness after putting his flying sword away. He could not help but heave a sigh of relief when he found out that the family was safe and sound in the house.
Although that was the case, he could still smell the stench of blood.
Frowning, he walked straight in. The little girl was dancing in the living room at the moment. Her little face was covered in sweat while Ye Hai, Su Yuhan, and the rest watched with a smile on their faces.
"Daddy, you're back?"
As soon as Ye Chen pushed the door open, the little girl turned her head and saw him. She leaped into his embrace and could not stop wiping the sweat on her face onto Ye Chen's shirt. "Daddy, there was a bad guy who wanted to catch me earlier, but Cutie beat him up."
"Daddy's back. Nobody dares to bully you anymore."
Ye Chen kissed her cheek and looked at Su Yuhan and his parents next to her. He smiled apologetically. "I'm sorry that I'm late."
"I didn't know you were home."
Su Yuhan scoffed and did not give him a friendly look at all. God knew how much fear she had experienced on the way to pick up her daughter. She had been on tenterhooks. Fortunately, her family was fine.
"Yes, wifey. It's my fault. Kneel on the keyboard or eat durian. You decide, okay?" Ye Chen walked over and kissed her cheek while smiling.
Whoosh!
Su Yuhan's cheeks flushed immediately. The anger in her disappeared without a trace. She struggled away and rolled her eyes at him immediately. "Do you want to die? Mom, Dad, and Daughter are watching."
She was conservative when it came to that. One could tell from the way she dressed, let alone being intimate with Ye Chen in front of outsiders.
"Shameful …"
The little girl covered her eyes immediately and peeped through the gaps between her fingers. "Shameful. Daddy, you're shameless!"
"Cough, cough, cough …"
Ye Hai and Wu Lan turned their heads away immediately.
"Alright, you haven't eaten yet, have you? I'll cook for you first. "Sensing that the atmosphere was rather awkward, Su Yuhan pushed Ye Chen away and walked into the kitchen while blushing.
Ye Chen then sat down and looked at the little girl. "My dear daughter, were you dancing earlier?"
"Yes, yes, Dad, let me dance for you, okay?"
The little girl nodded like a chick pecking at rice. She then walked to Ye Chen and placed her hands on her waist. She jumped up and hummed, "Like seaweed, seaweed, seaweed, seaweed, swaying with the waves …"
The dance with the lyrics was a cheerful and humorous style. Coupled with the little girl's wobbly body, Ye Chen was amused. His eyes were filled with love.
Soon, Su Yuhan finished cooking. It was almost 9 p.m. when Ye Chen finished eating with his daughter. The little girl fell asleep after cuddling in his embrace for a while.
Ye Chen gave the Patriarch of Hell, who was lying on the sofa, a look when Su Yuhan went to the bathroom to shower. The man and the dog walked out of the villa.
Lin Tai and Yang Tian were already waiting outside. Ye Chen lit a cigarette and said expressionlessly, "Tell me, what happened?"
Although his tone was calm, Yang Tian and Lin Tai could still sense the coldness in it.
Lin Tai did not hesitate and told him everything that happened. He even mentioned the Patriarch of Hell's divination.
"You know divination?" Ye Chen was surprised.
"Of course!"
Patriarch Yellow Spring raised his tail proudly. "Back in the day, I joined the Constellation Sect to learn the art of divination in order to divine the color of a beautiful Soul Formation Stage female cultivator's undergarment. I studied hard for two hundred years."
Ye Chen was speechless.
Yang Tian was curious and asked by instinct, "What happened then? Patriarch, did you divine it?"
"No!"
Patriarch Yellow Spring shook his head and chuckled. "I've been studying fortune-telling in the Constellation Sect for 200 years, but not only did I fail to master it, my cultivation base has even surpassed that bitch's. Why should I be so stupid as to calculate her fortune? I'll just go and strip her naked and find out the truth."
In the end, that b * tch wasn't wearing anything at all. "
He added at the end of his sentence, looking like he was reminiscing.
"Believe in the patriarch and you'll live forever!"
Yang Tian sincerely said this sentence.
Ye Chen's expression turned grim and he glanced at him. "Believe in him and you'll live forever? Don't you know that he almost died? If you believe in him, you'll be dragged into the gutter sooner or later. "
Yang Tian smiled awkwardly.
"So, these people are Hong Kong's Lei Feihu's adopted sons? They came to Tiannan this time to touch my family under orders? "Ye Chen said while frowning.
"That's right!"
Lin Tai nodded. "Lei2 was killed by Madam's bodyguard, Iron Tower. The few of us killed the rest. Apart from Shen Tiannan's registered disciple, Wang Zhao, none of them survived."
"Great!"
Ye Chen's expression eased. "Bring me to Wang Zhao!"
…
In the Ye residence's dungeon, a pale young man was hovering mid-air with his entire body tied up. He looked at the pool beneath him in fear and said in utter terror, "H-help!"
There were tens of crocodiles in the pool. All of their heads popped out of the water at the moment. They opened their mouths to reveal their sharp teeth while looking at Wang Zhao who was in the air. They did not move at all. There were tens of crocodiles' mouths that were filled with fangs as far as the eye could see.
Lin Tai had done that earlier.
Creak!
The door was pushed open. Wang Zhao jolted and looked over immediately. "I'll tell you, I'll tell you. Let me go. I'll tell you."
"You don't have to tell me!"
An indifferent voice sounded.
Wang Zhao looked over by instinct and was stunned as if he had just seen a ghost. "M-Mad Southern Ye, y-you're not dead? H-how is that possible?! "
'Didn't my master, Shen Tiannan, go to the Longmen Convention with Lei Feihu to kill Mad Southern Ye? Why is Mad Southern Ye here?
Could it be … '
A bad premonition appeared in his mind.
Ye Chen did not bother replying to him. He stretched his arm and clawed at him. Wang Zhao was caught in his hand. Before he could react, Ye Chen pressed his palm on his head and performed the Soul Searching Tactic to read the memory in his head by force.
A while later, Ye Chen tossed him into the pool. The crocodiles that were so hungry that their eyes turned green charged over immediately. The water was dyed red as they bit each other.
"Shen Tiannan!"
Ye Chen chuckled as a ferocious gleam flashed through his eyes. "You're extraordinarily vicious. First, you buried your son in the Corpse Breeding Ground so that he would turn into a zombie and become your puppet. Then, you wanted to capture my woman to marry your son!
It's unfortunate that you're dead! "
The only thing that puzzled him was that Wang Zhao, the nominal disciple, had no idea where Shen Tiannan buried Shen Xingye.
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