Chapter 1595: Three Days

Yang Zixiong stood on the giant rock, craning his neck, completely unable to believe what was happening before his eyes.

He had waited for so long, but not only did he not see his enemy lying dead on the spot, he had also lost everything he owned.

It was over, he was completely finished now!

At this moment, his heart was filled with regret. Why did he have to provoke Brothers Entertainment Company when he was doing so well? Why provoke a god-like existence like Ye Bufan when he was just a small fry? Wasn't he just seeking death?

In his extreme daze, his foot slipped, and he slid directly off the giant rock, followed by a crisp crack as the bone in his lower leg broke into two.

“Ah!”

Yang Zixiong let out a tragic wail, his Face contorted with pain.

The middle-aged man next to him curled his lip: “Arrogant and ignorant, speaking nonsense, breaking your word. This is the consequence of disrespecting Mr. Ye.”

Now that the gamble was settled, he had made a fortune and inwardly regarded Ye Bufan as a celestial being.

“Uncle, how are you? Uncle!”

Di Qingsheng recovered his senses, scrambled down from the rock, then helped Yang Zixiong up and they left the place in a sorry state.

Over at February Group, the Park Family members were completely dumbfounded.

The mighty Yunxia Mountain had actually been defeated like this, and a formidable Emperor Realm expert had his head chopped off. This left them completely at a loss, unable to accept what was happening.

Without a backer, how could they establish themselves in the Imperial Capital, and how could they build their power in China?

Most importantly, they had already invested the 100 billion yuan they had prepared for a long time as a wager, and now they had lost everything, losing their capital completely.

At this moment, whether it was Park Jae-sang or Park Ji-sung, their eyes were filled with despair. Even Li Hai Zheng, who had always been calm and confident, was completely stunned. This sudden defeat completely crushed February Group's hopes.

Just as they feared, Ye Bufan turned around at this moment, his gaze falling on February Group.

“February Group, is it? China is not a place where you can run wild. I’ll give you three days to hand over all your assets, then get out of China. From now on, there will be no more February Group.”

“Oh my goodness, Mr. Ye is so imposing…”

“I saw a video online earlier, where the Park Family’s Young Master directly sold February Group for 100 million to Mr. Ye. It seems all of this is true…”

“It’s over, it’s over. Having offended the god-like Mr. Ye, it seems February Group is completely finished.”

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People shook their heads and sighed at all this, but no one felt any sympathy for them. Since they were so blind as to provoke a strong person, they had to bear the corresponding consequences.

“Let’s go!”

Seeing that Ye Bufan did not immediately annihilate them, Park Jae-sang quickly led his subordinates and hurriedly fled Yanbo Lake.

As the battle ended, others also dispersed, some joyful, others dejected.

Ye Bufan returned to the Three Great Families’ side. Various Families, various forces, and various powerful figures came forward to congratulate him. Words of respect and awe were endless, and their eyes were like those looking at a god in their hearts.

At Xuanyuan Pavilion, Huo Dongping and Huo Jian, the grandfather and grandson, sat at the tea table, leisurely sipping tea.

Situ Changkong and An Daoquan, on the other hand, were pacing anxiously in the room. They had not gone to the scene to watch the battle, in case Ye Bufan suddenly came for help, so they could mediate.

But time passed minute by minute, and it was already noon, yet there was still no movement outside the door.

At this moment, Situ Changkong received a call. The Xuanyuan Pavilion staff they had sent to the scene sent news that the battle had already begun there.

“Young man, being too rigid breaks easily. This temper is truly too stubborn.”

He sighed deeply, believing that Ye Bufan was completely unwilling to bow to the Huo Family grandfather and grandson simply for the sake of his Face.

But doing so meant facing an Emperor Realm expert, and it was very likely he would lose his life.

Huo Dongping sat beside him, hearing everything clearly. He first snorted coldly, then poured himself a cup of tea.

“Since he insists on seeking death, then I cannot be blamed for being merciless!”

Huo Jian followed, gritting his teeth and saying, “That kid really thinks he can reach the heavens just because he has some skill. How could he imagine the terror of an Emperor Realm expert?

Grandpa, I guarantee: it won’t be long before we receive news of his demise.”

Huo Dongping nodded, saying with certainty, “That’s right, he is already a dead man!”

Although Situ Changkong and An Daoquan were extremely displeased with the grandfather and grandson’s remarks, they were helpless. Their status and cultivation were there, and they were completely beyond their ability to provoke.

As they waited anxiously, the phone soon rang again.

Hearing the phone ring, Huo Jian immediately looked excited: “Grandpa, did you see? The death news is here. That kid is probably already beheaded or torn to pieces by now.”

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Huo Dongping nodded, he clearly thought so too, then said, “Put it on speaker, let everyone hear.”

Situ Changkong looked at the phone with some hesitation, fearing that he would really receive news of Ye Bufan’s death, but there was no point in fearing such things. In the end, he could only brace himself and press the answer button.

Soon the call connected, and a voice full of surprise came from the other end.

“Elder, the two sides had their first match. Yunxia Mountain’s Seventh Elder, Guan Ping, was blown apart by Ye Tian, Mr. Ye’s brother.”

“Uh…”

After hearing the news from the other side, the expressions of the four people in the room immediately changed completely.

Situ Changkong and An Daoquan, who were originally anxious and worried, had joyful expressions, while Huo Dongping and his grandson were incredibly gloomy. They never expected that the news they received was not of Ye Bufan’s death, but rather of his victory.

After a brief shock and disappointment, Huo Jian curled his lip: “What’s so great about that? It’s just a Seventh Elder, isn’t it? It’s clear that Yunxia Mountain didn’t send a master at the beginning.”

The person on the other end of the phone heard what he said and added: “Yunxia Mountain’s Seventh Elder is a Martial Saint Late Stage expert.”

This sentence was like a big slap, fiercely hitting Huo Jian’s Face. Was a Martial Saint Late Stage expert not a master?

Situ Changkong, however, was overjoyed and said cheerfully: “Keep observing, report any news promptly.”

After saying that, he hung up the phone, and he and An Daoquan were both grinning from ear to ear.

Huo Jian said sullenly: “What’s there to be happy about? This is only the first round. The real strong ones will be sent out by Yunxia Mountain later.”

Situ Changkong frowned but said nothing. Although what he said was unpleasant, it was indeed the truth. The first round was just a test, and the next would be the battle of the strong.

A few minutes later, his phone rang again, and Situ Changkong directly pressed the speaker button.

Huo Dongping and Huo Jian both put down their teacups and looked at the phone, anticipating the news of Ye Bufan’s demise.

As a result, the excited shouts came from the other end of the phone again: “Elder, Yunxia Mountain’s Third Elder Xu Liang has been killed by Ye Tian! He was an Unsurpassed Peak expert! Ye Tian is truly too amazing!”

After that, the person on the other end hung up the phone, and the atmosphere in the room became strange.

Situ Changkong and An Daoquan were full of smiles, while Huo Dongping and Huo Jian were incredibly gloomy, having not expected the news from the front to disappoint them repeatedly.