Chapter 152: Good with Both Sides
Translator: Tim Editor: Chrissy
“Ye Mo, it’s very rare to practice martial arts to this degree. I don’t know what fortune you had, but Ye Ling stole the Ye Family’s Feng Shui Dragonballs. She’s unforgivable.” Although Ye Beirong appeared calm, he remained agitated inside. He hadn’t expected Ye Mo’s power to reach this level. If he returned to the Ye Family, the Song Family’s arrogance would cease.
However, he couldn’t simply ask Ye Mo to return. He could only do so through Ye Ling. He no longer wished to punish Ye Ling. Besides, with Ye Mo’s power, attempting to punish Ye Ling would be ludicrous.
Seeing Ye Mo sneer, Ye Beirong continued, “Even if you’re strong, can you stop Flying Eagle? I’ve already reported it; not only will members of the Flying Eagle Squad arrive, but three members of the Flying Snow Squad will also come. If you’re willing to admit your mistakes, I won’t blame you.”
Ye Mo acted as if he hadn’t heard. Of course, he knew about Flying Eagle. He was already the instructor for the Flying Snow Squad, so he was familiar with Flying Eagle. Among China’s nine elite special ops forces, the Flying Eagle Squad ranked third.
Seeing Ye Mo remain silent, Ye Beirong assumed he felt threatened. Just as he was about to continue, Ye Mo produced two balls from his pocket. “You said Ye Ling is unforgivable for taking these two Dragonballs? And you’re going to beat her to death?”
“How are the Dragonballs in your hands?” Ye Wenjin knew they were in the Song Family’s possession, but seeing them with Ye Mo, he couldn’t help exclaiming. Immediately, he added, “Is stealing the Dragonballs forgivable? This is a treacherous act against the Ye Family.”
“Very well.” Ye Mo gathered his chi, and the two Dragonballs crumbled into dust. Afterward, he looked at Ye Wenjin and said, “I’ve crushed both of them. What crime will you sentence me for?”
The Ye Family members were shocked. Although the Dragonballs were stolen, the Ye Family could have retrieved them through negotiation. At most, they would have lost some face, but Ye Mo had simply destroyed them.
Ye Beirong stared at the crushed Dragonballs in shock, speechless for a long time. Besides fury, he felt astonishment. How dare Ye Mo act in such a way?
“You…” Ye Beirong pointed at Ye Mo, too angry to speak.
Ye Long and Ye Wenqi felt more shock than fear. They knew how hard the Dragonballs were; even with a hammer, it would take considerable force to shatter them! Yet, Ye Mo had pulverized them with his bare hands. What kind of strength was this?
Ye Ling couldn’t bear the sight and whispered in Ye Mo’s ear, “Brother, Grandpa has been quite kind to me; don’t make him too angry.”
Ye Mo sneered. “Is beating you to death being kind to you? I don’t think you need this kind of kindness. I’ll count to three; anyone who struck Ye Ling, stand up, or I won’t hold back. And whoever grabbed Ye Ling by the neck and left those marks, speak up.”
Looking at the supremely arrogant Ye Mo, Ye Beirong trembled with rage. He had originally planned for Ye Mo’s return to the Ye Family, but now, he might as well let the Flying Eagle members kill him.
“I grabbed her neck, so what?” a middle-aged man retorted angrily. He was Ye Wencai, Ye Beirong’s nephew.
Ye Mo turned to the man and blandly asked, “Oh, which hand did you use?”
“What? I used my left hand, what can you do to me?” Ye Wencai was skilled in martial arts and couldn’t tolerate Ye Mo’s arrogance.
“Nothing. I’ll take your left hand.” Then, Ye Mo casually gestured.
A spray of blood erupted from Ye Wencai’s left shoulder; his left arm, severed cleanly at the shoulder, fell to the floor.
The room fell silent once more. Although Ye Mo had severed Huang Yue’s leg, many didn’t know Huang Yue’s strength and hadn’t witnessed it firsthand. Now, seeing Ye Mo effortlessly sever Ye Wencai’s arm, they finally understood Ye Mo’s terrifying power.
Ye Beirong knew Ye Mo was strong; otherwise, he wouldn’t have defeated Huang Yue. However, casually severing Ye Wencai’s arm without moving—this exceeded his comprehension.
He stared, shocked, at Ye Mo’s hand, forgetting the destroyed Dragonballs. He had tried to overestimate Ye Mo, but realized he had severely underestimated him. He wondered what projectile Ye Mo had used.
Ye Wencai was carried out, and Ye Mo seemed to ignore it. Ye Ling, on the other hand, was shocked. She hadn’t expected Ye Mo to sever her uncle’s arm in front of so many people. When Ye Mo had severed Huang Yue’s leg, she had been asleep, so she hadn’t witnessed his ferocity.
“Bring out the people who struck Ye Ling, and I’ll pretend nothing happened and leave. Otherwise, don’t blame me. Ye Wenqi, slap yourself thirty times. If you haven’t moved before I leave, you’ll regret it.” Of course, Ye Mo wouldn’t let the main culprit go. However, he wouldn’t kill him yet. He would consider it before leaving.
At that moment, another person arrived and bowed to Ye Beirong before saying, “Representatives from Nan Qing have arrived. Shall I invite them in?”
Ye Beirong seemed to awaken and quickly replied, “Quickly, quickly, let them in.”
Nan Qing’s representatives had arrived yesterday. They had planned to cooperate with Ye Beirong, but due to the missing Dragonballs, they were relegated to a hotel. Ye Beirong had summoned them to use against Ye Mo. He believed that no matter how strong Ye Mo was, he wouldn’t be able to withstand Nan Qing.
Ye Beirong looked at Ye Mo and said, “Ye Mo, Ye Ling made mistakes, so according to ancestral rules, we must hang her and whip her for three days. You are indeed strong, much stronger than I expected. No wonder the Song Family didn’t dare to touch you, but no matter how strong you are, you can’t be stronger than Nan Qing. To be honest, Nan Qing wanted to ask me to deal with you, but I refused. If Nan Qing and we attacked you together, do you think you have any chance of winning? Plus, your actions are criminal. I believe there will be a manhunt for you tomorrow.”
Ye Mo sneered; he ignored Ye Beirong. If they weren’t Ye Family members, he would have killed them long ago. However, if he killed all the Ye Family members, first, Ye Ling wouldn’t allow it, and second, he might conflict with Han Zaixin. That wasn’t a major concern, but the key issue was his power was still low, and he relied on Han Zaixin for resources.
San Cai confidently entered the Ye Family mansion. When he arrived yesterday, the Ye Family had tried to belittle him by putting him in a hotel, yet now they needed him.
San Cai saw Ye Mo and his expression immediately changed. He ignored the surrounding Ye Family members and approached Ye Mo respectfully, saying, “Brother Ye, I didn’t expect to see you here. I, I…”
He couldn’t finish his sentence. Fear rendered him speechless. He hadn’t expected to encounter Ye Mo while negotiating with the Ye Family.
“F*ck off; I don’t want to see you here.” Ye Mo was furious; the Nan Qing people had come to antagonize him, so he was less than cordial.
Ye Beirong could no longer remain calm. Seeing the Nan Qing representative flee after a single sentence, his heart sank. Ye Mo’s power was so overwhelming that it chilled him to the bone. Even the Nan Qing representatives didn’t dare to breathe loudly in front of Ye Mo.
Ye Beirong hadn’t lost all hope. However, contrary to his expectations, before the Flying Eagle Squad members could move, three Flying Snow Squad members approached Ye Mo and saluted him. Ye Mo simply nodded in response.
Although Ye Mo was their instructor, he knew he probably lacked the authority to command them, so he didn’t order them to leave.
Ye Beirong felt a chill run down his spine. Who was Ye Mo? He was adept at playing both sides.
Sensing the tense atmosphere, the leading Flying Snow Squad member said, “We’ll check the perimeter.”
The twenty or so members left. Moments later, only the Ye Family remained. Ye Wenqi realized something was amiss; Ye Mo’s status was too high.
“Bring the people who struck Ye Ling.” Ye Beirong seemed to have aged significantly. He hadn’t expected the person abandoned by the Ye Family to force them to this extent.
Ye Mo, who had killed the Song Family leader’s son yet remained unscathed by the Song Family, had been expelled by the Ye Family. If Song Qiming could endure, so could Ye Beirong. Besides, Ye Mo shared their surname.
Ye Ling watched the two men whip each other under Ye Mo’s orders and couldn’t bear to watch. She looked at Ye Mo, seeming to want to say something. Ye Mo understood and waved his hand. He knew these two had struck Ye Ling under Ye Wenqi’s orders, but their brutal whipping ignited his killing intent.
“Grandpa, where did my second brother go?” Ye Ling asked the aged Ye Beirong.
“I sent him to England,” Ye Beirong sighed.
“Brother, let’s go; I don’t want to stay here anymore.” Ye Ling feared Ye Mo would kill her uncle. Regardless, he was still her uncle. If Ye Mo did that, what would Grandpa do? Although she suspected her father’s death was linked to her uncle, it was only a suspicion.