My disciple, you are now invincible. Go down the mountain and wreak havoc on the world!

The entire room fell silent instantly.

Zhao Tianxiong knelt on the ground, his head bowed low, his voice filled with barely concealed fear.

"Mr. Ye! I have failed in my duty as a parent!"

"My son was blind and offended you! I apologize! Please, have mercy on the Zhao family this time!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and slapped himself twice.

"Slap! Slap!"

The crisp sound of the slap was particularly jarring in the quiet hall.

The Su family members were terrified by what they saw.

That's Zhao Tianxiong! A prominent figure in Jiangcheng, someone even Su Zhenbang usually treats with deference, yet now he's kneeling before Ye Xunhuan, slapping himself in the face?

So, just how powerful must Ye Xunhuan's background be?

Ye Xunhuan looked down at Zhao Tianxiong kneeling on the ground, his tone so calm that no emotion could be discerned.

"Your son just said that he wants the Su family to kneel down and marry their daughter to him."

"They even said they wanted me to get out of Jiangcheng."

Zhao Tianxiong was terrified. He turned and shouted angrily towards the restroom, "You unfilial son! Get over here! Kneel and apologize to Mr. Ye! Kneel until Mr. Ye is satisfied!"

Zhao Zhenyu was dragged over by security guards, his face dripping with water, his hair sticking wetly to his forehead, looking utterly disheveled.

Looking at his father kneeling on the ground, his last hope was shattered. His legs went weak, and he knelt down with a thud, his face pale, his lips trembling, unable to utter a complete sentence.

"Mr. Ye, what do you think we should do with these two things?" President Wang asked, bowing.

Ye Xunhuan casually raised his eyelids, about to speak, when his phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket.

He took out his phone, glanced at the caller ID, and his smile deepened instantly. He answered the phone, his tone languid yet familiar.

"Third, ah—? Third Senior Sister, what made you think of calling me?"

A charming yet authoritative female voice came from the other end of the phone, smiling broadly: "Junior brother, you went down the mountain without telling me?"

"What, afraid your senior sister will eat you up?"

"By the way, did the Zhao family in Jiangcheng offend you? My senior sister happens to have a lot of dirt on them, including tax evasion and illegal land occupation, enough to give them a hard time."

"Do you want your senior sister to wipe them all out for you and help you get revenge?"

Ye Xunhuan raised an eyebrow, his gaze sweeping over the Zhao family father and son kneeling on the ground, trembling like leaves, a roguish smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Tianxiong, who was kneeling on the ground, clearly heard the words "Third Senior Sister" and "Dou Xintong". When he thought of Ling Shuai before, his vision went black and he collapsed to the ground with a "thud" and fainted.

One Ling Shuai is enough to wipe out the Zhao family ten times over.

What if we add Dou Xintong from "Lingxiao Pavilion" to the mix?!

They probably won't even find a trace of the Zhao family's bones.

"Oh, I was just about to doze off, and my senior sister brought me a pillow."

Ye Xunhuan, with an orange-flavored lollipop dangling from his mouth, glanced at Zhao Tianxiong, who lay unconscious on the ground, and a roguish smile stretched from his lips to his ears.

"Well done, Zhao family. You have enough influence to need my two senior sisters to lend a hand?"

These words landed lightly, like a shard of ice thrown into hot oil, instantly silencing the entire audience.

Who doesn't know Dou Xintong of Lingxiao Pavilion? She's even more terrifying than Commander Ling of the Northern Frontier.

Commander Ling is all-out in his own hands; with a million-strong army pressing in, he only needs a single military order to wipe out your entire family.

Master Dou is a cunning and ruthless individual with connections to the highest levels. She can compile a book of your family's three generations of scandals overnight, leaving you in a state of misery with no recourse.

One Ling Shuai could wipe out the Zhao family ten times over, and now even Pavilion Master Dou of Lingxiao Pavilion is taking the initiative to make a move.

President Wang kicked the unconscious Zhao Tianxiong, his face full of disgust.

"You're pretty good at playing dead."

"Mr. Ye, should I have someone splash some cold water on him to wake him up, so we can continue playing?"

"What a waste of effort!"

Ye Xunhuan waved his hand casually, crunching the candy in his mouth. "It's good that they're unconscious, so they won't be in the way. It's more fun to keep the father and son alive and tease them slowly. Killing them with one blow is so boring."

His tone was relaxed and nonchalant, but everyone present felt a chill run down their spines.

This guy really doesn't take the Zhao family seriously!

The Su family members stood frozen in place, looking at each other, their faces turning pale and then red, their hearts filled with a mixture of lingering fear and ecstatic joy.

What I'm afraid of is that I cursed too harshly with Zhao Zhenyu just now, and that this living devil will hold a grudge against me later.

What's delightful is that what was initially thought to be a useless live-in son-in-law turns out to be a powerful figure who overshadows everyone in Jiangcheng!

Almost simultaneously, as if they had planned it, everyone rushed forward in unison.

Su Zhenhai rushed forward the fastest, taking three steps at a time to reach Zhao Zhenyu. He raised his foot and kicked the man hard in the waist, causing him to curl up like a shrimp and let out a miserable scream.

"You heartless, despicable bastard!"

Su Zhenhai stood with his hands on his hips, spitting as he cursed with righteous indignation.

"Our Su family sincerely wanted to discuss cooperation with you, yet you harbored malicious intentions and dared to plot against my niece!"

"How dare you disrespect Mr. Ye! I think your Zhao family has a death wish!"

He kicked with tremendous force, as if he had a blood feud with Zhao Zhenyu.

But everyone remembers that just ten minutes ago, this guy was calling Ye Xunhuan "Young Master Zhao" more affectionately than his own father, flattering the Zhao family the loudest, and even calling Ye Xunhuan a "good-for-nothing who lives off a woman."

The speed at which they change their expressions is comparable to turning the pages of a book.

After kicking Zhao Zhenyu, Su Zhenhai patted off non-existent dust from his trousers, turned around, and rushed to Ye Xunhuan with a fawning smile, bending over so low his back almost touched the ground.

"Mr. Ye! I've always seen that you possess an extraordinary bearing and are no ordinary person! I was blinded by this scoundrel just now! I'm sworn enemies with him!"

With him taking the lead, the others followed immediately.

Lin Wanrong was quick-witted and grabbed a bottle of chilled mineral water from the reception desk next to her. She unscrewed the cap and hurried over to Ye Xunhuan.

Her face was beaming like a chrysanthemum; her previous disdain and contempt had long since vanished.

"Mr. Ye, please have some water to moisten your throat!"

"It was all my fault for being tongue-tied earlier, please don't take it to heart! Qingyuan is incredibly lucky to have married you! Our Su family's ancestral graves must be emitting auspicious smoke!"

Su Manni swayed her slender waist and pressed herself against Ye Xunhuan, her voice sweet and cloying, and reached out to take his arm.

"Brother-in-law, Manny was just being silly and talking nonsense before, please don't hold it against me."

"I always said my brother-in-law is a hundred times better than that good-for-nothing Zhao Zhenyu!"

Su Jiaming was even more direct, getting close to him and bowing and scraping like a waiter.

"Brother-in-law! From now on, I'll follow you! If you tell me to go east, I'll never go west; if you tell me to beat a dog, I'll never chase a chicken! I was blind to your greatness just now, please forgive me this time!"

A group of people surrounded him, showering him with flattery, a stark contrast to how he had been shouting "Get this good-for-nothing out!" just ten minutes earlier.

That sycophantic face was as ugly as could be.

Standing beside Ye Xunhuan, Su Qingyuan felt nauseous looking at her relatives' ugly behavior of being arrogant at first and obsequious at second. She subconsciously moved closer to Ye Xunhuan and gently tugged at his clothes with her fingertips.

Ye Xunhuan leaned against the doorpost the whole time, not even lifting his eyelids, slowly turning around with a candy stick in his mouth, as if watching a monkey show, with a half-smile always on his lips.

When the group of people had finished clapping and were gradually quieting down, he suddenly chuckled.

The laughter wasn't loud, but it was as if a mute button had been pressed, and the entire room fell silent instantly. Everyone stared at him expectantly, waiting for him to speak.

"Are you done talking?"

Ye Xunhuan raised his eyes, his gaze first landing on Su Zhenhai's face, a wicked smile playing on his lips. "Not bad footwork. Why didn't you jump this high when you were fawning over Zhao Zhenyu earlier?"