Chapter 34: Young Master of the Song Family

Ning Qingxue sighed. While $500,000 wasn't a significant sum for her, it was substantial for Ye Mo. Yet, he remained dissatisfied, resorting to cheating people and claiming to cure any disease. If he possessed such power, hospitals would be obsolete!

Someone shouted, "City management is here!" Many vendors hastily packed up and left. Ning Qingxue watched Ye Mo; he collected his belongings, but without the panicked flight of the others. He packed slowly and calmly departed.

Though she didn't witness Ye Mo's frantic escape, seeing his dejected departure gave Ning Qingxue a sense of satisfaction. "Serves him right for cheating people," she mused.

Back in the yard, Ye Mo had already returned. He glanced at Ning Qingxue, remaining silent, and she reciprocated his silence. She wondered whether to warn Xu Wei about Ye Mo before leaving.

His business venture failed, and the city management had shut him down. Ye Mo was weary of Ning Hai and longed to leave. He felt he'd done enough for Ning Qingxue's business and planned to say goodbye and depart tomorrow. He had no intention of returning to Ning Hai University but would leave a letter for Shi Xiu.

Later, while Xu Wei slept, Ye Mo cultivated.

…

"Young Master Wen, we arrive in Ning Hai in thirty minutes. Where to first?" The driver of a speeding BMW on the Ning Feng Highway addressed the young man in the back seat.

The youth, under thirty, had a pale face, sharp eyes, a long face, and perfectly styled hair. He accepted a cigarette offered by the large man beside him.

"Ah Fa, did you complete the task?" the youth asked, inhaling.

"Yes, Young Master Wen. No trace remains," the large man replied.

The youth smoked in silence before continuing, "We detoured through He Feng to avoid suspicion from Grandfather and the Ning family. Staying overnight in Ning Hai is too risky. We'll abduct the woman. This ends the constant worry. She'll learn what true regret means!" His calm demeanor shattered, his clenched fist revealing bulging veins as he tossed the cigarette away. Ah Fa quickly retrieved and discarded it.

"That useless man is Ye Mo, correct?" Song Shaowen—for it was he—had regained his composure. He’d grown accustomed to unquestioning obedience. Ning Qingxue's rejection, and her cohabitation with another man, was an insult. He wouldn't tolerate it. Only his grandfather's intervention had delayed his arrival in Ning Hai. This time, he’d taken the roundabout route via He Feng.

"Yes, Young Master Wen. Ye Mo. They are indeed together. I saw pictures online; they seem deeply in love," the driver hastily added.

Song Shaowen's face paled again. He said coldly, "I'll make Ye Mo watch as I sleep with that bitch! Then… we’ll take him to the valley on Yan Ning Highway. We'll break his limbs and throw him down. He's too weak to contend for my women!"

…

It was 1 AM. Ye Mo completed a large and twelve small cultivation cycles. He ceased cultivation, intending to find a place to sleep—the stone block beside the flower pots, his usual spot.

As he lay down, a metal hook snagged the wall. Three figures scaled the wall and dropped into the backyard. Song Shaowen, despite his pale complexion, moved with surprising agility.

"This is where the useless trash Ye Mo lives? Which room is he sharing with that bitch Ning Qingxue?" Song Shaowen demanded.

"This is Ye Mo's residence, but he's not useless trash!" a voice interrupted. Song Shaowen, initially focused on the first part, swiftly turned at the second. Shock registered on his face. "Who are you?!"

Song Shaowen's companions saw Ye Mo and became tense.

"I am Ye Mo. You want me or my wife?" Ye Mo asked calmly.

"You're Ye Mo? Wang Chuan, Ah Fa, break his legs. I'll see how this useless trash…" Song Shaowen's words were cut short as Ye Mo's grip clamped down on his wrist.

"If you want to fight, fine. But I'll crush your wrist first. Try me." Ye Mo avoided a fight to protect Xu Wei, suspecting they were after Ning Qingxue.

Seeing Song Shaowen subdued, Wang Chuan and Ah Fa froze.

"Your name, trash?" Ye Mo tightened his grip, eliciting a near-scream from Song Shaowen.

"I am Song Shaowen, of the Beijing Song family. I'm not here for you, but Ning Qingxue. Release me, or your Ye family… or you, Ye Mo, will die a shameful death!" Song Shaowen, initially threatening the Ye family, corrected himself, recognizing their equal standing among Beijing's Five Great Families.

"Oh, is that so? Your family is trash in my eyes. Ning Qingxue is my wife, and you dare approach her? Are you deaf or blind?" Ye Mo increased the pressure, forcing a cry of pain from Song Shaowen.

"Ye Mo, let's talk," Wang Chuan urged, sensing the situation was deteriorating.

"You drove here, right?" Ye Mo asked, seemingly irrelevantly.

"Yes," Wang Chuan replied, perplexed. Ye Mo nodded. "Then we'll talk outside." He saw an opportunity to resolve this efficiently.

Song Shaowen's henchmen readily agreed. They never expected Ye Mo to be so strong, and the situation was now beyond their control.

To their surprise, Ye Mo released Song Shaowen's wrist, merely staring at them. They exchanged glances, mistakenly believing Ye Mo to be weak-minded.

Ah Fa scaled the wall first, followed by Ye Mo, Song Shaowen, and Wang Chuan.

Song Shaowen planned to attack, but the sight that greeted them silenced them in astonishment.