"Sorry everyone, Qiancheng Farm is temporarily closed. Please head back!" Tian Ye apologized, thinking that Niu Tianci and his group had co to the farm for leisure.
"Who are you?" asked Gu Xuesheng’s father, Gu Songwei.
"I am Tian Ye," he replied with a smile.
"So, you’re the owner of Qiancheng Farm," Gu Songwei said. "Where is Ye Xiu? He told us he would be waiting for us here."
"You’re looking for Divine Doctor Ye?" Tian Ye asked in surprise, turning toward Ye Xiu.
With that, Gu Songwei and his people knew who Ye Xiu was. "You are Ye Xiu?" Gu Songwei asked, looking at him.
"Yes, I am," Ye Xiu nodded. "And who are you?"
"I am Gu Songwei." His voice was filled with rage as he demanded, "Ye Xiu, I want to know what my son did to offend you that you would so cruelly chop off both his arms!"
Upon learning the man’s identity, both Tian Ye and the kneeling Di Shanxiong were utterly stunned. Gu Songwei was a legendary figure in Xuanse’s business world, a true titan. What shocked them even more, however, was that Ye Xiu had actually chopped off the arms of Gu Songwei’s son.
A wave of delayed fear washed over Di Shanxiong. Ye Xiu had dared to mutilate even Gu Songwei’s son, yet he himself had previously had the audacity to challenge him. He had been courting death. By comparison, Ye Xiu rely sending him to prison seed like a light punishnt.
"You all look weary from your journey. I assu you ca straight from the airport. Why don’t you co inside for so food and rest? We can talk afterward. How does that sound?" Ye Xiu suggested with a smile.
"Talk? Bullshit!" Gu Songwei roared. "Answer my question!"
"Alright," Ye Xiu said. "Did you know that Gu Xuesheng forced and Feng Wanli to publicly rape Qin Qing, the CEO of Zhulu Group, and even shot at with a crossbow?"
Gu Songwei was stunned. Gu Xuesheng had never ntioned any of this, but it did not matter to him. He said coldly, "So what? Whatever my son told you to do, you should have just done it. Who gave you the audacity to chop off his arms?"
"Now you’re being unreasonable," Ye Xiu said with a frown. "Are you saying your son is allowed to murder and commit arson, but others aren’t allowed to fight back?"
"What are you but a worthless mutt? You aren’t even worthy of my son’s little toe! When you die, any old hole in the ground will do for a grave. My son, however, is precious. He’s the sole heir of the Gu Family," Gu Songwei ranted unreasonably.
Ye Xiu’s expression darkened. He had originally planned to reason with Gu Songwei and the families of the wealthy heirs. If they had shown a better attitude or acknowledged their children’s wrongdoing, he would have reattached Gu Xuesheng’s arms and nded the tendons of the dozen others that Leng Yue had severed. He never expected Gu Songwei to be so unreasonable, with a disposition even viler than his son’s.
"Do you all feel the sa way?" Ye Xiu asked, turning to the families of the other wealthy heirs.
"Mr. Gu speaks for all of us."
"You dared to sever my son’s tendons! You’ll pay for that tenfold!"
"You bastard! What’s so special about being the dicine King? In our eyes, you’re less than nothing! Killing you wouldn’t be enough to quench the hatred in my heart!"
"Mr. Gu, stop wasting your breath on him! Just kill him already!" the families of the dozen wealthy heirs cursed indignantly.
Ye Xiu’s brows furrowed. Gu Songwei was unreasonable, and these people were just as bad.
In truth, Ye Xiu was unaware of their situation. These people all ca from minor families and small companies with assets of only tens or hundreds of millions. They were not on the sa level as the Gu Family at all. For that reason, they had their children follow Gu Xuesheng around, fawning over him, hoping that when the Gu Family was feasting on at, they might get a few sips of the broth. This led to their children following the rotten-to-the-core Gu Xuesheng in everything he did, committing no shortage of heinous, cruel, and bullying acts.
"I was the one who chopped off Gu Xuesheng’s arms, and I had soone sever your children’s tendons," Ye Xiu said, his temper finally ignited. Since they had no intention of being reasonable, the solution was simple: force. "You ca here demanding an explanation, so let’s hear what you want."
"At least you know your place," Gu Songwei said, thinking Ye Xiu had conceded.
"First, you will reattach my son’s arms and everyone else’s tendons. You’re a Divine Doctor; that shouldn’t be too difficult for you.
"Second, you will compensate my son with one billion yuan, and everyone else will receive one hundred million yuan each.
"Third, you will chop off your own two hands.
"Do all of this, and our grievances will be settled. If you can’t... hmph."
Hearing Gu Songwei’s terms, Tian Ye and Di Shanxiong gasped. The three conditions were beyond harsh.
"And if I can’t et these three conditions, what do you plan to do to ?" Ye Xiu asked coldly.
"Then it becos a matter for the Flowing Cloud Ancient Martial Circle and the Jin Ye City Ancient Martial Circle." At that, Niu Tianci, who had been silent the entire ti, stepped forward. "Gu Xuesheng and the fourteen others are all my disciples," he said coldly. "As a Martial Artist from Jin Ye City, you severed Gu Xuesheng’s arms and the tendons of the other fourteen. That is a clear provocation against my Benlei Sect. If you don’t do as Gu Songwei says, you will die today."
Niu Tianci was in an excellent mood. Gu Songwei and the families of the fourteen wealthy heirs had pooled together one hundred million yuan to hire him. The reason he had not spoken or acted sooner was that they had also promised him half of whatever compensation they extracted from Ye Xiu. According to Gu Songwei’s terms, Ye Xiu would have to pay one billion to Gu Xuesheng and one hundred million to each of the other fourteen, for a total of 2.4 billion yuan. He would get 1.2 billion! To him and the Benlei Sect, that was an astronomical sum.
"Sect Master Niu, you are a Grandmaster, a renowned figure throughout the nation’s Ancient Martial Circle. To ignore right and wrong for the sake of money... aren’t you afraid of being ridiculed by every Martial Artist in the country?" Ye Xiu asked coldly. He truly did not want to fight him.
Niu Tianci’s martial arts talent was exceptionally high. At just over forty, he had already created his own Thunderous Fist, and his strength was at the very top among Eighth Grade Grandmasters. If a man like him did not fall prematurely, he could very well advance to Great Grandmaster or even War God. It would be a true pity to kill him.
"Ye Xiu, stop spouting bullshit!" Niu Tianci roared, feigning insulted fury. "I am here to avenge my disciples, not for money! How could I, the Sect Master of the Benlei Sect, an Eighth Grade Grandmaster, travel a thousand miles just to bully you for money?"
He could never admit he was here for the money. If word got out, he would lose all face in the Ancient Martial Circle.
"So, you are determined to make an enemy of ?" Ye Xiu asked, wanting to confirm one last ti.
"Cut the crap! You hard my disciples. You either pay the compensation Gu Songwei demanded, or you die. There is no third option," Niu Tianci said impatiently.
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