My disciple, you are now invincible. Go down the mountain and wreak havoc on the world!

He became more and more agitated as he spoke, waving his hand as if to beckon people to come forward and take action.

Ye Xunhuan laughed heartily, watching Su Zhenhai jump around like he was watching a monkey show. Only after Su Zhenhai finished shouting did Ye Xunhuan slowly spit out the candy stick from his mouth.

"Oh dear, getting impatient, getting anxious already?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his fingertips lightly.

"call out--"

The plastic candy stick pierced through Su Zhenhai's ear like a bullet, and with a "thud," it embedded itself into the solid wood pillar behind him, penetrating half an inch deep, its end buzzing and vibrating.

"Hehe, old man, I'll get your ear pierced. It'll be your left ear, so you can wear an earring later?"

Su Zhenhai was so frightened that his legs trembled, and the words he was about to say got stuck in his throat.

Ye Xunhuan strolled forward with his hands in his pockets, a smile on his lips, but his eyes were icy cold. "Hey, old man, at least make up a plausible lie."

"A last flicker of life? Are you putting on a ghost story?"

"The old man in the house isn't suffering from a sudden outburst of anger at all; he's been fed a slow-acting poison for three months—a mixture of neurotoxins and mind-controlling agents, a tiny bit every day, like sprinkling on some seasoning."

"He usually looks senile and has high blood pressure, but he explodes when he gets a shock and fakes a sudden death. Ordinary doctors would rack their brains trying to find out the truth."

"The way they put the poison was quite cunning. They hid it in the crack at the bottom of the purple clay cup that the old man always held in his hand, and they also added it to the ginseng tea he drank every morning."

"The technique is pretty elementary school level, but unfortunately, it came down to me. It's like playing hide-and-seek; I can catch it every time."

These words immediately caused an uproar in the room.

"Poisoning?! Who would dare poison the old man?"

"This is incredibly vicious! Who did this?"

Su Zhenbang burst out of the inner room, his face ashen, his fists clenched and his voice trembling: "Xunhuan, are you telling the truth? My father was really poisoned and murdered?"

"If you don't believe me, go check that teacup right now." Ye Xunhuan shrugged and casually pointed to the inner room. "If he had come half a day later, even if my master, Fairy Bai Su, had come in person, she wouldn't have been able to save his old life."

Su Zhenhai's face turned deathly pale, his palms instantly became covered in cold sweat, and even his back was soaked.

How is that possible?!

He was extremely discreet in poisoning the child, having his trusted nanny do it secretly, without even his own daughter, Su Manni, knowing. How did this kid guess it so easily?

Even the composition of the toxin, the timing of the poisoning, and the method of poisoning were exactly the same?

How did he know?!

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

He's definitely making this up!

Su Zhenhai forced himself to remain calm, his neck stiff as he retorted sharply, "You're talking nonsense! You're slandering me!"

"Everyone in this family has been with the Su family for decades. How could anyone poison them? I think you're just trying to change the subject and cover up the fact that you've been a fraud!"

"Hey, you old codger, it didn't say you poisoned it, why are you so anxious?"

Su Zhenhai was stunned, and his face turned pale instantly. Ye Xunhuan was having a good time teasing him when the villa door was pushed open.

A man in a black suit, exuding a cold and aloof aura, strode in, carrying a thick file folder. He walked straight up to Ye Xunhuan without glancing at him, bowed slightly, and showed great respect.

"Mr. Ye, Commander Ling had her subordinates bring this to you. She said you'll definitely need it."

Ye Xunhuan took the file bag, weighed it in his hand, whistled, and smiled with his eyes crinkling.

"My senior sister is so efficient, even more punctual than the delivery guy downstairs. Five-star review is a must."

He casually tore it open, glanced at it twice, clicked his tongue twice, as if reading a gossip tabloid, and then tossed it aside, scattering a stack of documents at his feet with a clattering sound.

The paper clearly showed bank transfer records, details of overseas asset transfers, mortgage contracts for the three subsidiaries, and at the bottom, a secret agreement bearing Su Zhenhai's name and fingerprint.

He transferred the core real estate and pharmaceutical industries of the Su Group to the Lu family at a low price of one-third, in exchange for the Lu family's full support to secure his position as the head of the Su family, as well as subsequent financial support of 1 billion yuan.

"Come on, don't rush to cry foul. Let's take a look at your 'contract for selling out your ancestors' first."

Ye Xunhuan crossed his arms, his insults floating out lightly.

"That's quite a stylish signature. Transferring 1.8 billion in assets, mortgaging three subsidiaries to the Lu family, even daring to poison and kill his own father, all he gets in return is a pathetic position as head of the family and 1 billion in pocket money?"

"Su Zhenhai, Su Zhenhai, I feel sorry for you for losing money on this losing business."

"Selling off their father and family so cheaply, the Lu family must be secretly thrilled, right?"

Su Zhenhai looked down, his pupils contracted sharply, his legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

It’s over.

It's all over.

These were all top-secret agreements he signed privately with the Lu family, hidden in a Swiss bank vault. How did they end up in this kid's hands?!

No, no! These are all fake! You framed me!

Su Zhenhai screamed hysterically, his eyes darting around in panic, "It was you! You fabricated this evidence to frame me in order to help Su Qingyuan seize power! Don't believe him!"

When Zhao Zhenyu saw that Su Zhenhai was about to collapse, he knew in his heart that something was wrong.

If Su Zhenhai falls, his previous attempts to curry favor with the Lu family and scheme against the Su family will be exposed, and even his father won't be able to protect him then.

He gritted his teeth, took two steps back, and quietly took out his phone to send a message he had already prepared.

He then stepped forward, pointed at Ye Xunhuan, and shouted sternly:

"Don't believe his one-sided story! These documents are definitely fake! This kid is a heretic; he not only uses sorcery to bewitch everyone, but he also fabricates evidence to frame the elders of the Su family!"

"I was prepared for this! Today I'm going to cripple him and clean house for the Su family!"

Ye Xunhuan had sharp eyes and had already noticed him secretly taking out his phone to send a message.

But he didn't want to expose it, otherwise there wouldn't be any idiots to tease him.

He was holding a freshly opened strawberry-flavored lollipop in his mouth, leaning against the sofa watching the show, as if waiting for a good show to begin, and he even peeled a piece of candy and stuffed it into Su Qingyuan's mouth.

Sure enough, a few minutes later—

"Bang!"

The gate of the Su family's old house was kicked open, and the wooden door slammed against the wall with a loud bang.

Seven or eight burly men in black filed in, each carrying a gleaming steel pipe machete. Their faces were fierce, and their muscles were bulging; they were clearly ruthless characters who had been in the underworld for years.

The burly man at the head of the group had a face full of scars and wore a thick gold chain around his neck. His walk made the floor tremble.

He kicked open the wooden door to the corridor, his fierce gaze sweeping across the room before finally fixing on Ye Xunhuan.

"Dare to meddle in the Su family's affairs? Kid, get lost if you don't want to die, or I'll cripple you!"

Everyone in the room turned pale with fright, and several timid relatives shrank behind the sofa.

Su Qingyuan subconsciously took a step forward, wanting to block Ye Xunhuan.

Ye Xunhuan was amused. He reached out and gently pulled Su Qingyuan behind him, pinching her soft cheek with his fingertips, his tone light and cheerful.

"Oh wow, she's not even married yet and she's already protecting him? Not bad, not bad at all?"

"Alright, honey, just wait and see what happens!"

"Just a few bucks, I'll take care of it in no time. After that, I'll take you to get some grilled sausages. We'll be closing up shop soon."

He looked up at the burly man charging towards him menacingly, waved, and greeted him as if he were seeing an old acquaintance, chewing the candy in his mouth with a loud crunch.

"Hey? Pretty big setup, huh? Bringing steel pipes, huh? I wonder if your bodies can take a beating from me?"

Zhao Zhenyu hid behind the crowd, a sinister smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

These were top-tier fighters from the underground boxing ring whom he had hired for two million. Each of them had blood on their hands and could easily take on ten opponents.

Even if Ye Xunhuan is a great fighter, can he defeat so many professional thugs?

Besides, they were carrying guns.