Yu Yang was reeling, his thoughts in chaos amidst the swirling snow.

He rubbed his eyes. Is the blizzard so fierce that it's blurring my vision?

But in that brief moment, the group of men had already wiped the floor so clean that it gleamed under the lights.

Moreover, their leader was acting like a dog, craning his neck as if asking for approval, waiting to see if the other party was satisfied.

What in the world is going on? This has to be the wrong script. It's completely different from what I imagined. Logically, that guy should have been utterly miserable, cast out of his home on this snowy night to wander the streets. Then, I would make my grand entrance and take Li Si away. But now…

Yu Yang was no fool; of course, he could sense that something was desperately wrong. After taking a couple of deep breaths, he turned, walked away, and got into his car.

Inside the villa, Lv Liang was kneeling on the floor, looking up at Yang Hu. His head was drenched in sweat, and he was panting as he spoke, "Boss, could you check and see if we cleaned everything properly?"

BANG!

Yang Hu sent him flying with a single kick. "You dog. Who gave you permission to call me 'Boss'?"

"My apologies! My apologies!" Lv Liang clutched his abdomen, veins bulging on his forehead. He grimaced in pain. "My lord, please spare my life."

The rest of the men kept their heads bowed, not daring to utter a sound.

"Talk. Who sent you here?" Yang Hu demanded.

"It was… it was Xie An!"

Lv Liang didn't dare hide anything and spilled the truth. "He found me, gave me a sum of money, and told me to bring some men to reclaim this villa and drive you out."

"It has nothing to do with me! I was just the errand boy!"

"Xie An?" Yang Hu frowned and shot a questioning look at Chen Yang.

Chen Yang shook his head; he didn't know anyone by that name.

"It's Yu Yang's doing," Li Si interjected from the side, briefly explaining how Yu Yang had been harassing her.

Realization dawned on Chen Yang. "No wonder."

"I can't believe he would resort to such underhanded tactics. He's utterly despicable," Li Si said bitterly.

Chen Yang smiled and instructed Yang Hu, "Throw them all out."

"You got it!"

Yang Hu tucked his gun back into his waistband, a wicked smirk playing on his lips. Then, with one powerful kick for each of them, he sent the men flying out of the villa.

Straight out of the courtyard.

THUD!

One of them seemed to have crashed into a car.

"Tell me, Yang Hu, you didn't just smash your own car, did you?" Li Si asked, walking to the door and covering her mouth to hide a giggle.

Yang Hu waved his hand confidently. "No way. They weren't even sent in that direction."

Staring at the shattered windshield before him, Yu Yang's already dark complexion grew even more sullen. He cursed under his breath, gritted his teeth, and sped away.

I really shot myself in the foot this time.

"'That bitch Li Si!' Yu Yang gripped the steering wheel so tightly the veins on the back of his hands bulged, his eyes burning with rage. 'Pretending to be so pure and virtuous in front of me, but the moment she gets to that trash's house, she jumps right in the shower and puts on his bathrobe?' he sneered. 'Since you're that kind of woman, I don't have to be polite anymore. You damn whore, and that little piece of trash… you just wait.'"

Having made up his mind, Yu Yang pulled out his phone. "Hello? Find me some highly skilled Fist Masters."

...

In front of the villa, Yang Hu was flabbergasted as he watched the sports car suddenly accelerate and speed away. Just a moment ago, he'd been planning to go out and check on the situation. If he had really smashed someone else's car, he would have naturally paid for the damages.

But why did that guy take off like a thief in the night?

As the sports car's taillights vanished into the distance, Li Si said, "That must have been Yu Yang."

"Haha…" Yang Hu immediately burst into laughter. "So, you're saying I didn't smash just anyone's car, then? If I'd known it was him, I would've beaten him so badly his own mother wouldn't recognize him."

Li Si shook her head helplessly. "And that's the kind of despicable man my grandfather admires. He even wants to set me up with him," she scoffed.

"He's certainly no good," Chen Yang nodded, making the final call. "Yang Hu, find some time to have a chat with him."

"Heh heh… My favorite thing to do is have a nice chat with people about their hopes and dreams," Yang Hu chuckled sinisterly, a cold glint in his tiger-like eyes.

They never went looking for trouble, but if trouble came knocking, they certainly wouldn't be polite.

A wave of warmth spread through Li Si's heart. Her limpid, beautiful eyes gazed at Chen Yang, full of affection. At the same time, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of worry for Yu Yang. With his arrogant nature, he'll never let this go.

「The next day.」

Early in the morning, news of Old King Qin's 80th birthday dominated the headlines of Qiyun Road's local media. Aside from the congratulatory articles, the most discussed topic was the relationship between the Qin Family, the Martial Association, and the Chen Royal Family.

No one had expected these two great powers, especially the Chen Royal Family, to send representatives to attend the birthday banquet in person. Although it wasn't yet known what level of representatives these two forces were sending, the Qin Clan's prestige in the eyes of everyone on Qiyun Road had already soared.

At the same time, the most prominent families of Qiyun Road dressed in their finest and headed for the Qin estate with lavish gifts in hand.

「The Qin Royal Family.」

The grand estate was festooned with lanterns and streamers, and every member of the Qin Family wore a broad, joyful smile. Although it was only nine in the morning, the gifts at the main gate were already piled into a small mountain.

Two rows of disciples flanked the gate. The brothers Qin Zhuo and Qin Shan stood at the head of each line, warmly welcoming every guest. The sounds of greetings and the announcement of gifts echoed one after another without end.

"Mr. Huang of the Panhai Group, presenting two gold bricks and one calligraphy and painting scroll!"

"Zhang Zhaoyang of the Juling Group, presenting a pair of white jade Pixiu and a blue-and-white porcelain vase."

The arrival of Chen Yang and Yang Hu didn't attract much attention. Qin Zhuo and Qin Shan greeted them just as they had everyone else, failing to notice anything unusual about the pair.

Yang Hu placed an agate pipe on the table.

The eyes of the Qin disciple recording the gifts lit up. He smiled cheerfully and asked, "You two young talents seem unfamiliar. May I ask how to address you?"

"This is Lord Yang," Yang Hu pointed at Chen Yang and blurted out.

"Uh…" The Qin disciple paused for a moment before hurriedly making a note. It's not that strange for a powerful man to be arrogant enough to call himself 'Lord.'

"Lord Yang, please, this way."

As they walked into the Qin family estate, Chen Yang touched his nose. "Why did you use my alias from the Dragon Brilliance List?"

"It was a spur-of-the-moment thing," Yang Hu grinned.

Chen Yang shook his head; it was just a name, after all.

Guided by a Qin disciple, they arrived in a large square. Hundreds of tables had already been neatly set up, complete with an abundance of fruit, pastries, and wine. Those who had arrived earlier were gathered in small groups, discussing either business or pleasure.

"Boss, you go find your woman. I'll have a few drinks here," Yang Hu said.

Chen Yang nodded and went off by himself.

As he walked, Chen Yang dialed Qin Qiu's number. The call connected instantly, and her joyful voice came through. "Chen Yang, you're here?"

"I'm here."

"Tell me where you are, and I'll guide you."

"Okay."

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