Chapter 1560: How do you talk to my eldest brother?

Park Ji-sung smiled happily, his face full of smugness, completely like a cat playing with a mouse.

His movements were very slow; he wanted to wait for the other party to beg for mercy, bow down to him, and even obediently climb into his bed, all out of extreme fear.

But just as he was immensely pleased with himself, an angry roar filled with killing intent came from behind him: "If you dare to touch a single hair on her, I will grind you to Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering."

This angry roar was like a Nine Heavens thunderclap exploding in his ears, frightening Park Ji-sung so much that his wrist trembled, and the short knife clanged to the ground.

"Who is it?"

His heart was full of shock. He knew he had left four bodyguards outside, so how could someone have broken in so easily?

He regained his senses and turned his head to look, only to see two Young men standing at the doorway, none other than Ye Bufan and Ye Tian.

"Young man, it's actually you!"

Before he prepared to act against Bufan Investment Company, he had already conducted an initial investigation, thoroughly understanding Ye Bufan's background. He knew he was a Saint-Grade martial artist and could command the major aristocratic families of the entire Imperial Capital.

But after a brief shock, he quickly regained his composure. With Yunxia Mountain as his backing, he feared no one, which was also the source of his confidence in coming here.

"Ye Bufan, since you're back, then I, the Crown Prince, will speak with you. Today, your company will be sold whether you like it or not…"

As this fellow was speaking, spittle flying, a huge palm suddenly appeared before him and slapped him across the face, sending him flying over ten meters to crash against the wall behind him with a bang.

"Young man, how dare you!"

When Ye Bufan and the other appeared, Xiao Baicheng had been on full alert beside them, but he hadn't expected the opponent's speed to be so fast. Even after Park Ji-sung was sent flying, he hadn't had time to react.

"Seeking death!"

In his rage, he pointed a finger, aiming straight for the opponent's back.

But Ye Bufan didn't even look at him, walking directly towards Su Ruyue and An Yimo.

"Die for me!"

Seeing that the opponent dared to ignore him, Xiao Baicheng became even more enraged, adding more force to his attack.

Just then, a figure flashed. Ye Tian, who had just dealt with the four bodyguards, was already blocking his path, raising his hand and throwing a punch.

Xiao Baicheng, however, paid no attention to this suddenly appearing Young man. In his opinion, as long as he made a move, he could kill gods and Buddhas, and no one could stop him.

But just as his finger touched Ye Tian's fist, a mountain-shaking force surged through, followed by

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a cracking sound in his ear. The index finger he had extended was actually shattered into pieces by that punch.

A piercing pain shot through him, and Xiao Baicheng let out a muffled groan, staggering back seven or eight steps.

At this moment, his heart was filled with horror. What kind of cultivation did this Young man possess? How could he be so powerful?

But before he could figure out what was happening, Ye Tian, like a shadow, was in front of him again. He reached out and grabbed his neck, lifting him up like a small chick.

"Ugh…"

At this moment, Xiao Baicheng was utterly terrified, his Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering. Not only was the opponent fast, but his pressure prevented him from mobilizing even a bit of his True Qi. What kind of powerful expert was this?

Could it be a Saint-Grade Late Stage, or even a Saint-Grade Great Perfection? But how could that be possible?

When he left Yunxia Mountain, he always held a superior attitude. He was the Ninth Elder, a Saint-Grade Middle Stage expert. In the Secular World, wouldn't he be a king, not needing to put anyone in his eyes?

But he never dreamed that his first appearance would result in such a miserable outcome, being beaten like a dog.

While his thoughts were complex, Ye Bufan didn't even glance at him, walking directly to Su Ruyue and the two women, and raising his hand to unseal their acupuncture points.

"Xiao Fan!"

"Ye Dage!"

The two women finally woke up as if from a dream, confirming that they weren't dreaming and that the man had truly returned. They immediately threw themselves into his arms, weeping with joy.

"It's alright, with me here, no one can bully you."

Ye Bufan comforted the two women in his arms, then asked, "What exactly is going on? Who are they?"

Su Ruyue and the two women also knew that now was not the time for romantic sentiments. They wiped away their tears and stood upright again.

"This bastard is from Bangbang Country's February Group, named Park Ji-sung. He tried to forcibly seize our Bufan Investment Company…"

An Yimo was articulate and quickly gave a brief and concise account of the events.

Upon hearing the end, Ye Bufan's expression instantly turned cold. Truly ignorant of death, to dare to covet his company.

At this moment, Park Ji-sung had just climbed up from the ground. That slap earlier was too heavy; it had left him dizzy and disoriented, and he still hadn't fully grasped what had happened.

As this fellow got up from the ground, his cheek was swollen high, and half of his teeth had been broken. This filled him with immense anger. As the Crown Prince of February Group, when had he ever received such treatment!

"Elder Xiao, kill him for me! You must

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kill this Young man! You must tear him into ten thousand pieces…"

This fellow roared in fury, wanting Xiao Baicheng to avenge him, but after shouting for a long time, there was no response.

In confusion, he turned his head and saw Xiao Baicheng being held by Ye Tian like a dead dog.

"Uh… How is this possible?"

In extreme shock, his mouth hung wide open, and his eyeballs nearly popped out of their sockets.

One must know that this was a prominent figure from a hidden Sect, the Ninth Elder of Yunxia Mountain, an existence like a deity in the eyes of ordinary people. How had he become like this?

Confirming that everything before him was real, it was like a basin of cold water poured over his head, immediately sobering him up considerably.

The reason he was so arrogant was his reliance on Xiao Baicheng, but now his backing had been kicked down. Where did he have any capital for arrogance?

"Big Brother, how should we deal with this fellow?"

Ye Tian ignored the petrified Park Ji-sung and slammed Xiao Baicheng, whom he held in his hand, fiercely in front of Ye Bufan.

"Cough, cough, cough…"

After regaining his freedom, Xiao Baicheng coughed wildly. Although as a Saint-Grade martial artist, he didn't have to worry about suffocating for a while, being choked by the neck was truly uncomfortable.

"Junior, do you dare to know who I am? I am the Ninth Elder of Yunxia Mountain…"

"Slap!"

This fellow originally wanted to reveal his identity and use Yunxia Mountain's name to intimidate these two Young men, but before he could finish speaking, Ye Tian slapped him across the face.

"Old thing, how dare you speak to my Big Brother like that?"

This slap was both fierce and heavy, directly breaking through his protective True Qi and shattering his teeth all over the ground.

"You… you dare… Our Yunxia Mountain will not let you off…"

Xiao Baicheng was almost driven mad with rage. To think that he, the dignified Ninth Elder of Yunxia Mountain, was treated like a deity wherever he went. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?

But Ye Tian completely ignored his nonsense, delivering several more big slaps one after another.

"Ugh…"

At this point, Xiao Baicheng realized he had encountered a ruthless character. The other party clearly didn't care about Yunxia Mountain at all. He immediately obediently shut his mouth, otherwise, he would only suffer more beatings and humiliation.

Seeing that this Old thing had completely quieted down, Ye Bufan finally spoke: "You are from Yunxia Mountain?"

Although he hadn't been in the martial Dao world for too long, he still had some understanding of the hidden Sects.