Chapter 661: Something Terrible Happened

e captain, which made him even more arrogant. So he readily accepted He Liang's challenge.It was just the two of them fighting, and it was a battle that couldn't be easily decided. The two fought even...That night, Ye Wuming hurried to Yuxin Lake and secretly met with Ye Wu Dao. Besides Sikong, Ye Qingcheng also accompanied him.

No one knows exactly what they talked about, only that after Ye Wuming went in, less than a minute later, there was a loud commotion inside. Then came the sound of teacups crashing to the ground. Ye Wuming swept his sleeves and walked out, his face dark and terrifying. When he came out, he gave Ye Fan a cold glance without saying a word, then left with his people.

Si Kong hurriedly set out to pursue Ye Wuming...

After a while, under Sikong's support, Ye Wuming returned, shaky and trembling. However, Ye Fan could feel that Ye Wuming had become even more haggard.

"What are you doing here again" Ye Wu Dao said coldly. He didn't even glance at Ye Wuming. Since you still care about your face and refuse to compromise, what else is there to talk about

"...."

For half a moment, Ye Wuming did not utter a sound. Ye Wu Dao strangely raised his head and saw an aged face.

"Wudao, I was wrong…" Ye Wuming truly couldn't believe he could say such words. Just a moment ago, he wouldn't have imagined in his dreams that he would utter these words in his lifetime. He had never regretted anything he had done before. For the sake of his family's interests, he was willing to sacrifice everything, even himself. But now it seemed, what he had done back then was indeed wrong, and terribly so. Ye Wudao's influence and power far exceeded his imagination. If the Ye Family had stood up back then and spoken out for Ye Wudao, they might not have lost to those families.

Many years later, it was proven that Ye Wuming's choice back then was wrong. However, under those circumstances at the time, in order to protect his family, Ye Wuming probably didn't have the courage to stand up for Ye Wu Dao.

Ye Wudao was astonished, staring at his older brother. He had actually surrendered This was a huge surprise to him.

Looking up, he saw the white hair on his elder brother's temples. It was as if it had all turned white at once. Ye Wudao's heart suddenly stirred, and memories of the past flooded back. People weren't heartless beasts after all. He recalled how Ye Wuming had treated him well before. Perhaps he had been forced into a difficult situation back then. In his position, perhaps giving up was the best choice for the family!

Ye Wudao didn't want to think about it anymore, he sighed deeply and said: "In the past, what happened with all sorts of things, let's just treat it as a passing cloud, erase it! The Ye family has been dormant for too long. It is time to stand in the forefront. To have a place in Yanjing, we must stand up, make our voices heard, and someone needs to take the lead. I am old, I can't do it anymore, but Ye Fan can. You must unconditionally put all your strength on Ye Fan. I won't go to Yanjing, but he can."

This is already Ye Wudao's biggest concession!

Ye Wuming naturally had no reason to be overjoyed. Ye Wu Dao's final meaning was that as long as the Ye family stood up and clearly supported Ye Fan, then Ye Wu Dao would help the Ye family through the current difficulties. And Ye Fan didn't mean to seize the position of the head of the Ye family, which surprised Ye Wuming. At this moment, he didn't say anything, but tears were already streaming down his face...

Yan Wuque has been having a restless few days. It seems that Beijing is far from peaceful, especially the halls of the Xiaodao Hui are repeatedly robbed. After the Bald Eagle and Mad Sword, two of the Four Great Golden Dragons of Baixueshan, were successively killed, the situation in Beijing became even more unpredictable. It is said that the person who killed the Bald Eagle and Mad Sword is called Lang Si. He has a terrifying black super assassin by his side, and the Mad Sword was killed with a single blow by this black man!

This matter, Yan Wuque wouldn't have cared about it at all. It was just a gang fight between a few black societies; nothing major would come out of it.

When Baixueshan reported this matter to him, he took his leave and added a sentence: "This Lang Si has the shadows of the Ye family and Chen family behind him." This caught Yan Wuque's attention. People from the Ye family and Chen family Don't they know that Baixueshan is their own person

They would dare to attack with such a petty blade, are they trying to test me Yan Wuque let out a heavy snort. "I wouldn't have bothered you if you hadn't come looking for trouble. You dare provoke me Putting yourselves above me"

Yan Wuque narrowed his eyes. He didn't care at all about whether Xia Dao would live or die, nor did he care about the fate of Baixue Shan. At most, Baixue Shan was just like a dog to him. Since he was a dog, he had the awareness to charge into battle for his master at any time, even if it meant death!

Yan Wuque suddenly thought of a brilliant plan. He heard that the Sun family and Xia family both had grudges with the children of the Ye family and Chen family. This could be made into a big deal!

Let them fight the people from Baixueshan first. No matter who lives or dies, it will greatly deplete their strength. Then, under my instigation, I'll have the Sun and Xia families make a move...

Yan Wuque let out a hearty laugh, he thought this was a brilliant idea, completely able to suppress the Ye family and Chen family. When the time comes, their Yan family will take advantage of the opportunity, and the Ye family will fade from the empire!

This is what grandpa taught him, cast a long line and catch a big fish!

Just then, someone suddenly knocked on the door. A stunning woman walked in. However, she was dressed in a tight-fitting black outfit. When Yan Wuxie saw her, his eyebrows furrowed noticeably. This woman was a member of the intelligence unit he had secretly cultivated. He knew that she came in person at this time, there must be something important.

A woman quickly walked to Yan Wuque's ear and whispered a few words. Yan Wuque's face changed drastically, his expression fluctuating uncertainly. He waved his hand, and the woman slowly retreated. Yan Wuque paced back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back. He felt that this matter was related to the Yan family's plan. Such a major event he must inform his grandfather immediately, so he quickly walked out.

Recently, Yan Xiaoti has taken a liking to calligraphy. He spends half an hour every day practicing it. He has found that calligraphy, like fishing, can cultivate one's character and temperament. What is even more valuable is that calligraphy can also refine one's emotions.

When your realm changes, your preferences naturally elevate as well. People are capable of evolving.

A teacher of filial piety and brotherly love, he writes with unrestrained vigor. On the宣紙 paper, his cursive script captures ancient classics: "Do not rejoice in things, nor grieve for oneself; when in high positions, worry about the people, when far away from courts, worry about your lord…"

Just then, the door was gently knocked. “Come in,” Yan Xiaoti replied without raising his head, only concentrating on writing with a brush pen.

Yan Wuque looked at his grandfather's calligraphy, the strokes were powerful and vigorous, flowing like clouds and water. Especially the last sentence "Bear the worries of the world before others do, and share the joy of the world after others do" had a scholarly style reminiscent of ancient masters. Looking at his grandfather’s spirited appearance, it seemed that he was in high spirits.

For all the calligraphic crocodiles Grandfather enjoyed, Yan Wúqié couldn't muster any interest whatsoever. As soon as he entered the room, he blurted out anxiously, "Grandfather, something terrible has happened!"able spots, He Er just let it go, determined to take down Tie Guangtou first before anything else.Seeing He Er's sudden, Viagra-like frenzied attack, Tie Guangtou was horrified. He kept slapping hard...