Chen Yang had his hands in his pockets, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth as if he were discussing something utterly insignificant.

In fact, it truly was a trivial matter.

"You..."

After a brief, stunned silence, Luo Sulan began to tremble with rage. She pointed at Chen Yang and seethed, "You worthless trash, how dare you speak to me like that? Are you getting more arrogant by the day? Do you still have any respect for me as the head of this family?"

Clearly, she didn't believe a word he had said.

He was talking about a person, not some stray cat or dog.

Does he have the guts?

She figured he was just saying such things to aggravate her.

"I'm speaking the truth," Chen Yang said with a nonchalant shrug.

Qin Qiu, who was standing nearby, quickly intervened. "Alright, that's enough from both of you."

"Chen Yang, she is our mother, after all. You need to be more careful with your words," she admonished, before turning to Luo Sulan. "Mom, your attitude was also a problem. If you hadn't questioned him first, he wouldn't have snapped back at you."

"Let's not let this happen again."

Instead of accepting the olive branch, Luo Sulan huffily turned away, raised her phone, and began to wail, "Qin Song, pick up the phone! I have no standing in this family anymore!"

Qin Qiu's face darkened, leaving her speechless with frustration.

When her father was still alive, her mother had never been like this, but now, she was often incredibly unreasonable.

Sigh...

Qin Qiu sighed deeply and turned to Chen Yang. "Why didn't you go to work today?"

"I think I've just been too tired lately," Chen Yang said, feigning exhaustion and looking aggrieved. "Honey, I need a hug."

"Ugh..."

Qin Qiu looked disgusted and quickly took two steps back. "How can you say something so revolting?"

"Uh..." Chen Yang touched his nose. "Is it really that disgusting?"

"I'm getting goosebumps all over," Qin Qiu said, rolling her eyes. She then adopted a serious tone. "You know about the funeral Haoyu Group is holding in Lingjin City, right?"

"Yuan Tianlong blew this up so much that everyone in Lingjin City knows about it," Chen Yang said, spreading his hands nonchalantly. "I've already had a coffin prepared. I'll send it over when the time comes."

Qin Qiu was speechless.

"He actually expects us to attend the procession? Does he think he's ascending to heaven or something?"

Qin Qiu was speechless.

"Honey, don't worry. I've already thought of a strategy," Chen Yang finally said with confidence.

Qin Qiu pressed a hand to her temple. "Haoyu is a multinational pharmaceutical giant with astonishing resources," she said worriedly. "Isn't it a bit reckless to confront them head-on?"

"If we're going to fight, we need to be direct. Being timid and hesitant will only make them think we're scared, and they'll probably become even more arrogant!"

Chen Yang stepped forward, cradled Qin Qiu's head in his hands, and said earnestly, "My martial friend has already uncovered some of Haoyu Group's illegal activities!"

"As the saying goes, 'to kill a snake, you strike where it hurts.' As long as I can find Yuan Tianlong's Achilles' heel, I'm sure he wouldn't dare to act rashly."

Qin Qiu finally nodded. "You have to find a time to invite your martial friend out. I want to thank him in person."

"Don't worry, I'll pass on the message," Chen Yang promised, thumping his chest.

Qin Qiu gave Chen Yang a deep look but said nothing more.

「After dinner.」

Qin Mo, who was watching TV, suddenly exclaimed in shock, "Look, look! Wow, it's a live broadcast!"

Hmm?

Curious, Chen Yang glanced at the television.

On the screen, a sports sedan was pursuing a modified Hummer.

Both vehicles were moving at an astonishing speed, conservatively estimated at over 150 mph. They both also bore signs of severe damage, indicating they had already clashed.

The shaky footage and the word "LIVE" in the top-right corner made it clear this was not a movie but a real event unfolding on a major road in Lingjin City.

With just one glance, Chen Yang's expression changed dramatically.

He was all too familiar with that modified Hummer.

"This seems to be shot from a helicopter, tsk tsk..." Qin Qiu remarked in admiration. "This media company really went to great lengths for this broadcast."

"Fake!"

After dropping that single word, Chen Yang turned and walked out of the living room.

Qin Qiu and Qin Mo paid him no mind, their attention glued to the TV. Such an exciting scene was a rare sight.

It wasn't just the Qin family.

At this very moment, countless households were staring at their TVs, waiting to see the final outcome.

The reaction online was especially intense.

The number of viewers for the live broadcast easily exceeded one million and was still climbing at a terrifying rate. The comments section refreshed so quickly that it was impossible to read anything.

"My take: even if the Hummer's modified, it's got a V8 engine at most. Pity the body is just too heavy. It's great off-road, but it's not built for speed! Give it five minutes, and the sedan will catch it! Fight me if you disagree!"

"That driving skill, that courage... I bow down!"

"..."

All sorts of comments flooded in. The spectators, loving the drama, typed away furiously on their keyboards.

The moment he stepped out of the Qin Family home, Chen Yang dialed Yang Hu's number.

It took two attempts before the call connected.

"Yang Hu, what's going on?"

"COUGH! COUGH!"

Yang Hu coughed violently and spoke with difficulty, seemingly spitting up blood. "I was bringing you the sword when this car suddenly cut me off. They demanded I hand over something called the 'Ancestral Sword'."

"Are you injured?" Chen Yang asked as he started his van.

"One of them might be an eleventh-tier Fist Master. I took a palm strike from him!" Yang Hu gritted his teeth. "Luckily I'm fast, but they're on me tight."

Chen Yang's expression instantly darkened. His eyes flashed with a fierce, almost palpable cold glare.

Although Yang Hu tried to downplay it, Chen Yang could clearly sense that his subordinate was seriously injured.

"Head my way. I'm already on the move," Chen Yang said.

"Okay! I'm on Riverside Road, heading in your direction."

"Don't hang up."

With that, Chen Yang put the phone on speaker and set it on the passenger seat. He floored the gas pedal, and the van shot forward.

Just who were these people?

Chen Yang pondered the question as he drove.

An eleventh-tier Fist Master. Only someone extraordinary could deploy such a top-tier expert.

Ancestral Sword? Could it be the sword in the wooden box?

Thousands of guesses flashed through his mind, but that one seemed the most plausible.

But how did they know the sword was here? It was safe with Ren Tong for over a decade. Why is it being targeted the moment I bring it to Lingjin City? This is too strange!

Chen Yang forced himself to stop thinking about it. Upon reaching Riverside Road, he pushed the van to its limit and sped off into the distance.

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