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Seven martyrs from one family.

Three war gods, father and sons.

Half an hour later, Qin Yu stood in front of the Ye residence, looking at the couplet personally inscribed by the founding emperor of the dynasty, and sighed deeply.

When foreign enemies invaded and the Great Xia Dynasty was founded, ten members of the Ye family, father and sons, resolutely joined the army. In the end, seven of them died in battle, and the remaining three became the first generation of war gods of the Great Xia Dynasty, which was truly a moving and inspiring story.

Qin Yu said coldly, "Xiaotong, how's the matter I asked you to investigate? Who exactly is targeting the Ye family?"

Liu Xiaotong lowered her voice and said, "In the past five years, the only direct descendant of the number one war god family in Great Xia has died was Old Master Ye. The power of the mastermind behind this is terrifying, and the investigation is facing numerous obstacles."

"No matter how powerful those people are, we must give the Ye family justice and not let the people of the world lose heart," Qin Yu sneered.

Then she asked, "How's the search for the Ye family's young master going? Yifei is my best friend in the army, and I promised him I would help him find his brother."

Then find a well-bred young lady to help the Ye family continue its lineage and carry on the family tradition; the Ye family bloodline must never be broken.

Liu Xiaotong said with difficulty, "I have found some clues about the young master of the Ye family. He is most likely not dead, but now that the Ye family has fallen on hard times, and the young master is somewhat mentally challenged, what well-bred young lady would be willing to marry into the family?"

Qin Yu pinched her brow, feeling a real headache coming on.

She has always been a woman of her word, and she must keep her promises. If this matter is not resolved, it will surely become a mental obstacle on her path of cultivation.

Just then, several military vehicles drove up, and dozens of military personnel got out.

Qin Yu straightened his military uniform and said solemnly.

"Let's go, let's take the martyrs home!"

She then carried Ye Yifei's body and slowly entered the Ye family home.

Shortly after they went inside, a taxi pulled up, and Ye Chen jumped out before the car had even come to a complete stop; he was so homesick.

But just then, a mournful cry suddenly came from inside.

"What happened at home?"

Ye Chen was anxious and stepped inside.

He was stunned when he stepped into his house and saw the scene in the yard.

This was not the Ye family he remembered at all.

The courtyard was covered with fallen leaves and withered vines, the artificial hill was cracked, and the pond was dry, presenting a dilapidated and desolate scene.

In the center of the courtyard, there was a pitch-black coffin, surrounded by silent people, the atmosphere extremely oppressive.

"salute!"

Two rows of senior military officers, led by Qin Yu, removed their hats and saluted the coffin.

"Fire the gun!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

......

"Bang!"

The twelve gunshots represent the nation's highest respect for the martyrs.

"Old War God, we are so sorry. Major General Ye Yifei was killed in a suicide bombing attack by an enemy country while on a mission."

Qin Yu approached an elderly man with gray hair and spoke in a sorrowful tone.

Whispers arose from all around.

"What exactly happened to the Ye family? In just five years, two war gods and eight generals have died."

"Alas! This is the tragedy of the Great Xia Dynasty!"

"I hope Grandpa Ye can hold on."

Everyone sighed and lamented, their hearts filled with sorrow.

Upon hearing these words, Ye Chen was struck dumb, standing there speechless, unable to accept the reality.

The Ye family was a super family that could be ranked among the top in the entire Great Xia Dynasty. How could it have declined to this extent in just a few years?

Are all these people telling the truth?

What exactly happened?

Upon hearing the devastating news, the remaining women and children of the Ye family burst into tears, and the old patriarch, Ye Tianfeng, was so overwhelmed by the shock that he fainted on the spot.

Qin Yu couldn't bear to watch this tragic scene any longer, so she turned and left with her men.

As soon as she looked up, she saw Ye Chen standing at the gate. Her eyes turned cold, and she strode over.

"Is this funny? You were so nonchalant when you called off the engagement, but now you're secretly following me. This just disgusts me."

Ye Chen was almost laughing in anger; he had never seen such an ordinary woman before.

But considering she escorted her family back, Ye Chen didn't intend to hold it against her, and besides, he wasn't in the mood for it at the moment.

"I'll reply..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qin Yu rudely interrupted him.

"I don't have time to listen to your excuses, and I advise you to give up your inappropriate thoughts. I will compensate you for the annulment of the engagement; just name your price."

Ye Chen was speechless for a moment, then casually said, "Ten billion."

"you......"

The War God Temple badge on Qin Yu's chest trembled violently.

"You should just go and rob it!"

She angrily said this and strode away.

Watching her departing figure, Ye Chen scoffed.

He then turned his gaze back to the courtyard, where Ye Tianfeng had woken up after being given emergency treatment by everyone.

He glanced at the crowd below and spoke in a deep voice.

"In the hundred years since the founding of the Great Xia Dynasty, my Ye family has participated in 563 battles, large and small, and 32 of our sons have died in battle..."

At this point, his voice suddenly rose, and he almost roared out with all his might.

"To die for one's country! To die gloriously! My Ye family has no regrets before the people of Great Xia, no regrets before Great Xia!"

After saying this, he seemed to have all his strength drained away, and his energy and spirit visibly withered.

People looked sorrowful, inevitably feeling a sense of shared grief, and sighed repeatedly.

"The Ye family served their country and its people, but now almost all the men in the family are dead. It's truly... alas!"

"Poor General Ye, an old man with white hair burying his son with black hair, how will he endure the days to come!"

"Beep beep beep".

Just then, the sound of a car locking came from outside the door, and then two men in suits, one Chinese and one young, ran in.

Ye Chen recognized the two men. The middle-aged man was named Tan Zhongqi, a servant of the Ye family who was later adopted by Ye Tianfeng. The young man was named Tan Yu, Tan Zhongqi's son.

Because the Ye family members guarded the border year-round, the Ye family business was handed over to Tan Zhongqi and his son to manage.

"Heavens above, what did my Ye family do to deserve this...?"

As soon as Tan Zhongqi entered the hospital, he rushed to Ye Yifei's coffin and burst into tears.

It was all talk and no action, and the smug, almost gleeful, crying was obvious to everyone.

After pretending to cry for a while, he came to Ye Tianfeng's side.

"Don't worry, Godfather, the Ye family still has us, father and son."

Tan Zhongqi took Ye Tianfeng's arm, his expression sincere and affectionate.

"But now that the family has lost power, many forces are eyeing the Ye Group. Why don't you announce here that you are handing over the reins of the Ye Group to me? Only in this way can the group be preserved."

Ye Tianfeng gave him a deep look.

Anyone could hear the threat in those words.

Tan Zhongqi said with a forced smile, "Godfather, you wouldn't want to see the group go bankrupt and the Ye family's elderly, women, and children begging on the streets, would you?"

"you......"

The Ye family was so angry they couldn't speak, yet they were helpless.

Over the years, the Tan family father and son have replaced key positions in the group with their own people. If Ye Tianfeng were to hand over control of the company, they would really bankrupt the group.

"If even one man of the Ye family is still alive, how can we allow these ungrateful wretches to be so arrogant!"

A beautiful woman with a white flower on her chest gritted her teeth.

Tan Zhongqi's lips curled slightly, making the threat even more obvious.

"Godfather, please make a decision as soon as possible, otherwise no one can guarantee that the Ye Group will not go bankrupt tomorrow."

Ye Tianfeng snorted coldly, "Not all the men in my Ye family are dead yet."

Tan Zhongqi chuckled coldly, "Godfather, you're not talking about yourself, are you? But your old bones..."

"Don't forget, the Ye family still has a male member." Ye Tianfeng slammed his cane down heavily.

Tan Yu said in an exaggerated tone, "You're not talking about that idiot Ye Chen, are you? He's probably long gone and died in some stinking ditch."

"I won't believe he's dead until I see his body," Ye Tianfeng said sorrowfully.

He knew that Ye Chen was most likely dead, but he still clung to a sliver of hope.

Tan Zhongqi smiled and said, "Godfather, distant water cannot quench immediate thirst. Young Master Ye Chen is still far away. The group cannot be without a leader for a day."

"If he shows up now, you can hand over the entire company to him on the spot, and I will have no objections."

At this point, he changed the subject and said quietly.

"But is that even possible?"