Stamped her, and now she belongs to him? Just because he held Xue Xinlan's hand, he wants to chop off my arm and feed it to the dogs? It's hard to imagine these words coming from a teenager. At his age, he should be in middle school. Yet this person, so young, already possesses such a ruthless and domineering air.
Xue Xinlan was so frightened that she hid behind Chen Yang, clinging tightly to his clothes, her body trembling slightly.
"It's okay." Chen Yang turned and smiled, brushing her slightly disheveled hair from her forehead. "Go for a walk with this sister to clear your mind. I'll deal with things here."
"Lanlan, let's go." Qin Qiu took Xue Xinlan's hand and led her out of the courtyard.
"That woman isn't bad!" Yu Zhen's eyes were fixed on Qin Qiu's retreating figure, desire blazing within them. He even smacked his lips before turning to Chen Yang. "Na your price. I want that woman."
"Don't even think about refusing," he continued. "Whatever I, Yu Zhen, want, my mother gets for . So you'd better comply quietly. Otherwise, I can assure you, I'll still take her, but you won't get a single penny."
Chen Yang suddenly burst out laughing.
He had seen his share of reckless and inhuman spoiled brats, and had killed quite a few, but he never imagined a boy of only fifteen or sixteen could be like this. To be precise, this level of tyranny and depravity was in no way inferior to that of n in their twenties or thirties.
Just imagine what he'll be like when he grows up. As for the idea that he might change after becoming more mature and sensible... honestly, Chen Yang would sooner believe a dog could stop eating its own feces.
"Who taught you all this?" Chen Yang asked with casual interest, in no particular hurry.
Yu Zhen sneered, lifting his chin defiantly. "I am the most cherished young master of the Yu Family. The mont I was born, it was decreed that I could have anything I wanted." He added, "That includes your woman."
Chen Yang just shook his head and smiled. It was the first ti he had ever seen such despicable trash at this age, and he couldn't help but feel a certain sense of dismay.
What kind of upbringing could produce such an animal? Well, it doesn't matter. I'll just kill him.
As he looked up, the mourning hall ca into view. In front of an ice coffin, a group of people pointed and jeered, so laughing haughtily, others incessantly snapping pictures with their phones. The mbers of the Xue Family stood on either side, their fists clenched and bodies seething with rage, yet they dared not make a move.
It is said that the dead are to be respected, yet these people are making fun of a corpse... Heh... Chen Yang smirked coldly. In all his life, he had never witnessed such a scene.
eting Chen Yang's gaze, Yu Xiang stepped forward to stand beside her son. "Zhen'er, what is it?"
"He held Lanlan's hand!" Yu Zhen pointed at Chen Yang. "Mother, hurry and chop off his hand! I want to feed it to the dogs." Then he leaned in and whispered sothing in her ear.
Yu Xiang nodded. She turned slowly, her gaze sweeping over Chen Yang with deliberate indifference.
Chen Yang calmly lit a cigarette and said nothing, quietly waiting for her to speak.
"My son says he has taken a fancy to your woman," Yu Xiang stated blandly. She pulled a checkbook and a pen from her purse. "I don't like to waste ti. Na your number."
"It's one thing for a child not to know any better, but you don't either?" Chen Yang glanced at her. "Or have you spent the last few decades of your life living like a dog?"
Yu Xiang's eyebrows shot up.
"Actually, you're right. He should know better at his age," Chen Yang pointed at Yu Zhen. "And yet, here he is, trying to abduct a young woman by force like it's the most natural thing in the world."
"Is this sort of behavior really sothing a person taught him? No, this was sothing else entirely. He was nothing but an animal."
"Such an arrogant young man." Yu Xiang didn't explode with rage. Years of being high and mighty had taught her that getting angry at certain people was beneath her, a way of losing face. "From the looks of it, you're not planning to obey?"
She put her checkbook and pen back in her purse. "Or are you so ignorant," she said with a look of amusent, "that you don't even know what my Yu Family ans to Cangyun City?"
"My Yu Family is one of the eight great aristocratic families of Cangyun City, you know," Yu Zhen boasted smugly.
Yu Xiang said no more, simply exuding an air of superiority, silently waiting for Chen Yang to beco flustered, to grovel and apologize.
Chen Yang's expression, however, remained unchanged. He simply smiled. "So proud? Make sure you don't cry when I kill you later."
Emboldened by his mother's presence, Yu Zhen was about to fly into a rage, but when he t Chen Yang's icy gaze, he shuddered and instinctively shrank into his mother's arms.
"Hmph!" Seeing soone dare to frighten her son, Yu Xiang's anger flared. But before she could speak, Chen Yang had already walked past her and entered the Xue Family's main hall, which now served as the morial hall.
The sudden arrival of this solemn, respectful stranger caused a stir.
"What's this? Are you here to offer Qingxiang for Xue Dalong?" A young man in his early thirties behind Song Ke stepped forward, his hands clasped behind his back. "We gave a strict order. Today, no one is allowed to offer Qingxiang for Xue Dalong. If you know what's good for you, get the hell out of here now!"
Chen Yang ignored him completely. He straightened his clothes, walked directly to the front of the morial hall, took a stack of joss paper, lit it with a lighter, and tossed it into the brazier at his feet.
"Damn it!" The young man, whose na was Song Qiang, laughed with fury. "Are you deaf?" With so many people watching, how could he let so nobody ignore him? It was a complete loss of face.
The mbers of the Xue Family, recovering from their shock, stared at Chen Yang in a daze. He was the first person to co and mourn Xue Dalong.
"I rember soone on Chilian Peak saying they would protect the Xue Family," Chen Yang said calmly as he continued to burn the paper money.
"Ha!" Song Qiang scoffed. "Are you talking about the Zhennan Prince? He can barely protect himself, how could he have ti to worry about this? Besides, he was just making an offhand remark. You actually took it seriously? And now you're trying to use it to scare us?"
When the joss paper was finished burning, Chen Yang stepped forward, took three sticks of Qingxiang, and lit them from a candle. "As human beings, you should all know to respect the dead. To stand here and insult a departed soul... you're all worse than animals. Elder Xue may have been sowhat combative in his life, but he was always righteous and upright. How could he be desecrated by a pack of lowlifes like you?"
Chen Yang raised the three sticks of Qingxiang above his head as he spoke.
"You cur! I order you to drop the Qingxiang right now!" Song Qiang, his face bloated from debauchery, leaped to his feet. This damn trash keeps defying ! First the joss paper, now the Qingxiang... Is he determined to pay his respects to Xue Dalong?
"Boy, I don't care what your relationship with Xue Dalong was," said Song Ke, Song Qiang's grandfather, toying with his phone. "I hope you understand that doing this ans making an enemy of us all."
Holding the Qingxiang, Chen Yang bowed three tis, deeply and respectfully, before Xue Dalong's portrait.
The crowd was speechless.
What audacity!
After placing the three sticks of Qingxiang into the censer, Chen Yang finally turned around. He stared at Song Qiang and said intently, "Those words on Chilian Peak... I wasn't speaking casually. I was dead serious."
"The Xue Family, I, Chen Yang, have vowed to protect."
Song Qiang was struck dumb.
In an instant, a chilling silence descended upon the entire hall. Song Qiang, who had been seething with murderous rage just a second before, felt the color drain from his face. Even Song Ke's expression froze, utterly dumbfounded.
Yu Xiang, who had been walking toward the hall, was rooted to the spot as if struck by lightning, her raised foot hovering in mid-air, unable to touch the ground.
Chen Yang picked up more joss paper and began to burn it, his eyes fixed on Song Qiang. "What was it you ordered to do just now?"
Song Qiang could only stare, speechless.
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