She regretted divorcing the female CEO.

The one leading them was the head of the Chu family.

Only four hours later, he received calls from more than a dozen departments, none of which he could afford to offend.

Song Lingfeng, the head of the Song family, flew into a rage on the phone.

He had considered gaining benefits through strategic maneuvering, but he never intended to directly confront Si Yang in a bayonet fight.

But given the current situation, there's no way to avoid fighting.

Have you not seen the examples of the past?

The once-powerful Huangfu family no longer dares to raise their heads.

Qi Guanchao, the leader of the Chaozhou Gang, died under mysterious circumstances.

No one can escape unscathed from Si Yang.

The Chu family initially saw this as a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but now they don't even want to struggle anymore.

Because they knew that sending the person away would be useless.

If Mu Nancen and the Rong family go overseas, their fate will be even worse.

"Heh!" Looking at the people kneeling on the ground, Si Yang smiled calmly.

That smile was full of irony, and the joy didn't even reach its eyes.

"What about the ashes?" Si Yang looked at the current head of the Chu family, his tone calm and devoid of any emotion.

"It's gone." The head of the Chu family closed his eyes and said weakly.

It seems that they have lost their last glimmer of hope.

"Kill!" Si Yang uttered a single, cold word.

A cold smile appeared on Kuroko's face, and a short blade appeared in his hand.

"Furthermore, not a single person was spared from those who went up the mountain to reclaim wasteland."

"Kill everyone caught in the crossfire!"

"Kill them all!" Si Yang said coldly.

Kuroko's hand trembled slightly, but he nodded silently.

This method of killing is too ruthless.

But at this moment, Si Yang had no room for reason or emotion; their world had once consisted only of killing and being killed.

There are no grudges or affections involved; it's a gamble with life, a game of life.

You can't expect much kindness from such a person, let alone much patience.

The rain in the sky gradually became thicker.

The sky over Kyoto was also somewhat gloomy.

As Ye Qingyan returned to the Ye family, a plane from abroad slowly landed.

The old man, leaning on his cane, exuded an imposing presence without being angry.

She tightened her collar.

A car is parked at the airport.

The license plate number was so striking that it was almost unbearable to look at.

This license plate can only be used by a limited number of people.

The old man got into the car, his expression calm and composed.

"Alas!" Ye the eldest son of the Ye family sighed deeply.

Looking at Ye Qingyan, whose face was cold and who remained silent, he didn't know what to say.

"I didn't blame you for not intervening back then, but now, are you still planning to stand idly by?"

"Or do you think Li Zhendong is in trouble and you have a chance?" Ye Qingyan looked at Ye Laoda with a sneer.

"Qingyan, my precious daughter!"

"It's not appropriate for anyone to get involved in this matter right now; we need to see what he's accomplished."

"In my opinion, it's not that serious. The War Soul Reboot Project is still underway, and the Heavenly King Training Camp has already started recruiting new members. He is no different today than he was back then."

"Not to mention that he has the Rong family, the Lei family, and us behind him. At worst, it's just a repeat of the turmoil of the past."

"Or even a little more, but keeping them alive won't be a problem," Boss Ye said, frowning.

Of course, it depends on how well Si Yang performs.

In his opinion back then, if the Song family was going to die, those who led the charge would be no exception, and even Li Zhendong was a possibility.

If things really come to that, then no one can save Si Yang.

He has inviolable bottom lines, and so do those above him.

Of course, who dies will have to wait until Si Yang has had his fill of pleasure.

Having avenged himself, Si Yang learned to accept his fate.

No one can stop Si Yang if he doesn't seek revenge.

So no matter who comes forward, they'll inevitably be targeted.

The rain in Suzhou is still falling lightly.

The small courtyard still looks the same as it used to be, and many people have already started packing their things. This place is also within the scope of the demolition.

The streets were dilapidated and deserted.

One truck after another drove off, some people beaming with joy, others looking reluctant to leave.

The mutton restaurant on the street was deserted and dilapidated.

Si Yang suddenly remembered that time when he held Si Yue's little hand and watched her from outside the mutton restaurant.

"Hehe." Si Yang let out an unconscious laugh.

With the old man's death, he had decided to let go of everything, even the past.

But there are always people who like to bring up old stories.

He likes her so much that he can't let her go.

Death is the most difficult thing in the world, yet sometimes it is the easiest thing to die.

Is it easy to die if you want to?

Si Yang glanced at the dilapidated courtyard and saw a photograph hanging on the wall. He gently took it down.

Those are old photos from many years ago, now yellowed and some parts are not even clear anymore.

Si Yang, wearing patched clothes, and Si Yue, wearing loose-fitting clothes, both had large, bright eyes and cheerful smiles.

The old man stood behind the two of them, and Si Yang frowned deeply.

The old man placed his hand on Si Yang's head.

As Si Yang looked at the photo, a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.

Then, she tucked the yellowed photograph into the lining of her chest.

He gently pounded his chest.

"We are family, we should be together through thick and thin," Si Yang murmured softly.

A figure appeared behind Si Yang, and suppressed sobs could not be stopped.

"Si Yang," Ye Mengwan called softly.

Si Yang turned around and glanced at Ye Mengwan.

"You think if I had died back then, they wouldn't have been reduced to ashes?"

"After all, no one should dare to disturb my grave," Si Yang smiled.

He still has that much confidence.

"I lived, but I failed to protect them."

"Tell me, what's the logic behind this?" Si Yang asked Ye Mengwan softly.

"Si Yang." Ye Mengwan covered her mouth, calling Si Yang's name, and finally couldn't help but cry out.

Si Yang smiled calmly and gently stroked Ye Mengwan's face.

"Take good care of my daughter," Si Yang said softly.

"You don't need me to worry about you now." Si Yang smiled calmly.

They've built up a huge family fortune.

With the Rong family and the Lei family behind them, who can touch them?

Si Yang smiled. "Let's go north," Si Yang said, looking at Hei Zi.

The Song family, the culprit is still around!

No need to rush, we need to settle the accounts one by one slowly.

Si Yang went out, and several women were there.

Si Yang's gaze swept across the faces of the women, and he smiled silently.

Then, stepping through the rain, I got into the car.

They didn't say anything, didn't leave a single word.

Several women stood there, letting the rain soak them.

He harbored resentment.

She knew he didn't like it, but she still did it anyway.

If it weren't for their previous meddling, would the Song family's move to Suzhou have happened?

So, this situation wouldn't have happened.

From the very beginning, it seems that fate has already marked the price for many things.

Why? When this plan was first implemented, no one thought about this; all they thought about was how to cause trouble for the Song family.

Ye Mengwan slumped down, filled with even more hatred. If she hadn't gone home that day, but instead come to see Si Yue, would everything have been different?

Why is she so delicate? She should be more assertive.