Chen Yang turned around and silently left.

This... How is this possible?!

HISS! HISS!

The sudden turn of events was a jaw-dropping spectacle. The several hundred onlookers stared, completely stunned, at the wailing members of the Yin Family lying on the ground.

Weren't they all saying the Yin Family was an ancient martial arts family, where each disciple was exceptional and capable of taking on four at once?

But this...

They hadn't even engaged in a direct confrontation; it was merely the shockwave from the plaque being shattered.

Weren't they a bit too fragile?

A moment later, cries of awe and disbelief erupted like a tsunami.

The entire street descended into utter chaos.

They were just there to stroll around and enjoy some snacks, not to witness the strength of the Yin Family, let alone see their signboard get torn down and kicked to pieces.

What in the world was going on?

Was the Yin Family too weak, or was the other party just too strong?

THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!

More disciples from the Yin Family rushed out. Seeing the scene before them, they were filled with both shock and raging anger.

"Who was it?! Who did this?!"

"Get out here right now! We'll have your head!"

However, the main culprit was already long gone. Who would answer them?

"It was... it was a young man. The one who tore down the plaque and threw it seemed to be his lackey."

A lackey??

As the sole ancient martial arts family on Qiyun Road, with a heritage spanning hundreds of years, their prestige was immense and admired by thousands. In the past, who wouldn't respectfully yield to them?

But today, the golden signboard that the Yin Family took such pride in, passed down from their ancestors, was torn down by a young man's lackey and thrown into the middle of the road?

How was this any different from stripping the Yin Family naked and parading them through the streets?!

Furthermore, the Yin Family's disciples hadn't even touched the opponent's clothes before they were severely injured and knocked to the ground. This was undoubtedly a total loss of face, with their dignity trampled underfoot.

So the question arose.

If even a lackey could tear down the Yin Family's signboard, then who was that young man, their boss?

"Damned trash, just you wait! Even if we have to dig three feet into the ground, my Yin Family will find you!"

With the roar of a middle-aged member of the Yin Family, the onlookers rapidly dispersed, not daring to linger.

As they left, the news spread to every corner of Qiyun Road.

"Impressive! A mere lackey dismantled the Yin Family's ancestral golden signboard?"

"He must be a big shot. Could he be here for Old King Qin's birthday banquet?"

All sorts of discussions stirred up a commotion.

The Yin Family was naturally pushed into the limelight.

In the minds of the people on Qiyun Road, the Yin Family, being an ancient martial arts family, was supposed to be formidably powerful and unapproachable—an existence they had to look up to.

But now, it seemed the Yin Family was merely so-so.

They couldn't even protect an ancestral signboard, and the two Yin Family brothers were severely injured by a mere wave of a hand and stomp of a foot.

Weren't they just pathetic?

Mainly, this was a far cry from what everyone had imagined.

Under this stark contrast, the insurmountable mountain that once stood in their minds collapsed with a thunderous crash.

At the same time, inside the conference hall of the Qin Clan's Royal Family.

Qin Lie, dressed in a white robe, sat upright in the main seat, discussing accommodation arrangements for the guests attending the next day's birthday banquet.

"Apart from the Martial Association and the Chen Clan's Imperial Family, let's arrange for the others to stay at the hotels owned by our Qin Family," Qin Lie decided firmly after some discussion.

It wasn't that he was aloof, nor that the family residence couldn't accommodate more guests. Mainly, since they had arranged for the higher-ups of the Martial Association and the Chen Clan's Imperial Family, it wouldn't be proper to let others disturb them.

The class distinction was clear. The rest would understand.

Just as the meeting was about to adjourn, a steward suddenly rushed over, looking extremely anxious.

Qin Lie frowned, showing his displeasure. For a steward of the Qin Family to be so rash is unacceptable.

"Master, the... the golden signboard of the Yin Family has been taken down! The two Yin Family brothers and numerous Yin Family disciples have been severely injured."

"What?!"

Qin Lie shot to his feet. "Who did it?"

"We have not yet identified the culprit," the steward responded, then recounted the entire incident in meticulous detail.

Qin Lie fell silent, while the others present began whispering among themselves.

"To dare dismantle the Yin Family's plaque and easily injure the two Yin brothers... Just who is this person, and what kind of power do they possess?"

Qin Qiu paced back and forth, speculating, "Why would anyone have a grudge against the Yin Family?"

"Master, according to witnesses at the scene, the person asked the Yin brothers a question," the old steward said. "He asked, 'Was it you who made bold claims at the Qin Family's residence, saying you'd go home to discuss and then decide who would propose to Qin Qiu?'"

Upon hearing this, the room fell into a deep silence.

Does this mean he went to seek justice for the Qin Family?

"Do you mean that Sixth Grade Military General?" Qin Lie's eyes blazed as he stared intently at the old steward.

The old steward bowed his head, saying nothing. It wasn't his place as a steward to make a judgment on such matters.

"Hmph!"

Qin Zhuo snorted coldly. "Father, so what if it was him? Ultimately, he still fears the power of our Qin Family and doesn't dare to come to our door again. He can only take out his frustrations on others. Why should I take such a person seriously?"

These words garnered nods of agreement from many in the room.

Qin Lie, neither agreeing nor disagreeing, walked a few steps back and forth before instructing, "Regardless of whether it was him, I need that person found immediately. Furthermore, I never want to hear a single word about him again!"

"Leave it to me, Father. You can rest easy," Qin Zhuo assured, thumping his chest.

...

At the entrance to Meixin Community.

A tall woman stood there, clad in a black cashmere coat, blue jeans, and black stockings. Her features were breathtakingly stunning, and she held a bag in her hands. Her dazzling eyes occasionally gazed down the road in eager anticipation.

It was Li Si. After receiving the message from Di An, she had come here at the first opportunity.

Soon, a Ferrari sports car pulled up in front of her.

Visibly, the smile on Li Si's face instantly vanished, replaced by an icy chill and repulsion.

This damned Yu Yang, how did he follow me here?

"Sisi!"

The young man, around thirty-two or thirty-three, was dressed in designer clothes, and his handsome features complemented the luxury car beside him.

He pushed the aviator sunglasses on his face up to the top of his head, revealing a warm smile. "If you had told me you were coming here, I could have given you a ride."

"By the way, what are you doing here?" the young man named Yu Yang slowly approached, asking with concern, "It's quite cold out."

Li Si tightened her cashmere coat and responded indifferently, "I'm waiting for someone."

Hmm?

Yu Yang frowned. What kind of person would make Li Si wait here this early?

"I see. In that case, wait in my car. It's warmer inside." Yu Yang didn't press her about who she was waiting for and made a move to take her hand.

Li Si sidestepped him and said coolly, "No need. You should go now."

Yu Yang's smile twitched, but he clearly had no intention of giving up. "Alright, I'll wait with you."

"Yu Yang!" Li Si stared at him and said with impatience, "You really are annoying, do you know that?"

Yu Yang: "..."

"Fine, I'll leave then. Let's have dinner together tonight," Yu Yang said with an undiminished smile, waving his hand as he drove off.

BANG!

Yu Yang slammed his palm on the steering wheel, roaring with cold fury, "Damn you, I asked you for afternoon tea and you said you were busy, only to come here and wait for someone in front of this crappy community?"

"You'd rather freeze to death than get in my car? Fine, very well then!"

Reaching an intersection, he stopped the car and murmured darkly, "I'd really like to see just what kind of person is worth you waiting like this."

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