Yi Fentian was tied up and escorted to the Ninth Lord’s Estate. All his struggles to free himself were futile. His heart was filled with anger and hatred.
“Father, what is the meaning of this? Why are you taking me to the Ninth Lord’s Estate?”
He was filled with doubts. When his father discovered that he wanted to deal with Xue Fanxin and Ye Jiushang, he did not care about their relationship at all. He ruthlessly bound him and brought him to the Ninth Lord’s Estate, telling him to apologize to the couple.
He had done nothing wrong. Why should he apologize?
“Because I’m your father; you have to do whatever I tell you to do. I won’t let you provoke the Ninth Lord’s Estate or Ye Jiushang,” the Yi family head, Yi Qingshan, roared angrily. His eyes filled with disappointment for his son.
Over the years, he thought that his son stayed in the Duke’s Estate of the Nanling Empire to repay his debt of gratitude. Who knew that this brat got the target of gratitude wrong? That too for two whole years.
So he was wrong, whatever. He had also been deceived and used. It was understandable and could be forgiven, but what did he do after finding out the truth?
How ridiculous.
“Father, this is my private matter. Can you not interfere?” Yi Fentian never thought that he was in the wrong. The more people pointed fingers at him, the more he felt he was right.
What had he done wrong? He only wanted to take back what belonged to him. Where was the problem?
If Ye Jiushang had not taken advantage of the situation, would Xin’er have changed her mind?
If the current Xue Fanxin was not the Xue Fanxin he knew, then where had the real Xue Fanxin gone?
He had to get to the bottom of this. He had to find the Xue Fanxin who was infatuated with him. No matter what, he had to find her. Even if she was dead, he had to see her corpse.
“You used the Yi family’s secret guards to help you with your private matters, yet you still speak so self-righteously? It looks like you really think of yourself as the heir of the Yi family? If the Yi family falls into your hands, there will only be death. You can court death yourself, but don’t drag the whole Yi family down. The Ninth Lord’s Estate is not something you can afford to offend.”
“Father, why? Can a Ninth Lord’s Estate really make you so afraid?”
Yi Qingshan looked at his son in disappointment. If he had not noticed it in time, the Yi family would have been finished.
“Tian’er, Ye Jiushang’s background is extraordinary. You can’t provoke him. Apologize to them properly and win their forgiveness. Otherwise…”
“Otherwise what?” Yi Fentian refused to listen to any persuasion. His heart was overcome with hatred. As people advised him against getting on Ye Jiushang’s bad side, he got increasingly disgusted and angry. He wanted to defy everyone.
He was the dignified Young Master of the Yi family, and his status was not inferior to those royal descendants. How could he be scared of an Imperial Uncle?
“Otherwise, you will no longer be the Young Master of the Yi family. I will sever our father-son relationship.”
Yi Fentian did not expect his father to be so decisive. But he did not give up on his revenge. Instead, he hated Xue Fanxin and Ye Jiushang even more.
“Father, don’t you think this is too much?”
“I’m thinking about the Yi family’s future. If you want to die, I won’t let you affect the Yi family.”
“Why? Ye Jiushang is just an Imperial Uncle. What’s so great about him? Our Yi family is one of the four great families of Heavenly Saints City. Would we be afraid of an Imperial Uncle?” Yi Fentian could not accept his father’s actions. He roared angrily, and his entire person exuded a crazy aura. His body was filled with resentment, making people feel afraid just by looking at him.
