Best Young Master
Chapter 291 - 257 [Behind the Scenes]

Chapter 291: Chapter 257 [Behind the Scenes]

After the clear dawn, the bright sunlight poured into Qinghong Villa, dazzling with golden light and adding a touch of warmth to the villa after autumn.

However—

On such a sunny morning, the members of the Qinghong Gang in Qinghong Villa did not feel any warmth; instead, they had been feeling as if a gloomy aura had enveloped the sky above the villa since the morning, giving them a sense of terror and causing their bodies to shiver with cold.

All of this was because they heard that Young Master Qinghong, Chen Feilian, had dispatched two Black Dragon Guards to assassinate someone named Ye Fan in Huaxia, but the operation had failed.

They were terrified that Chen Feilian would vent his anger on them.

While the Qinghong Gang members in Qinghong Villa were feeling paranoid, Chen Feilian sat in his study with a murderous look on his face.

Although he had learned of the assassination’s failure and the loss of the two Black Dragon Guards in Huaxia several hours earlier, his mood had still not improved.

"Dinglingling—"

Suddenly, the ringing of the telephone broke the silence of the study.

Chen Feilian furrowed his brows and glanced at the caller ID, then picked up the phone upon realizing it was Lin Tianyi.

"Young Master Chen..."

"Spit it out if you have something to say!"

Lin Tianyi started to greet him and was about to report the situation when Chen Feilian coldly interrupted him.

"This is the situation—I just received news that our skilled men in Minnan Province have all been taken away by the Yanhuang Organization. In addition, a large number of armed police from the Southern Fujian Armed Police Corps launched a sudden raid on our smuggling business without the police’s knowledge, and took away a large number of personnel. Moreover, all the officials involved in our business dealings have been secretly taken away."

Lin Tianyi reported tremblingly, "Also, after all this happened, Ye Fan’s damn dog suddenly appeared in Southern Fujian with a group of people, trying to take advantage of the chaos and attempting to seize Southern Fujian!"

"Sss—"

Hearing Lin Tianyi’s report, the already bad-tempered Chen Feilian sucked in a cold breath and cursed loudly, "Bai Luo, that idiot!"

Lin Tianyi deeply agreed.

In his view, if it weren’t for the pig teammate Bai Luo being secretly monitored by Ye Fan, and thus having the assassination by the two Black Dragon Guards in Huaxia leaked, allowing Chu Ji to ambush them—given the formidable strength of the two Black Dragon Guards, killing Ye Fan would have been like slaughtering a chicken!

If Ye Fan had been assassinated, how could their smuggling business in Southern Fujian be so easily raided?

Yet—

While understanding, Lin Tianyi couldn’t help but lament in his heart that Ye Fan, the illegitimate son of the Ye Family who he once looked down upon, was far more cunning and insidious than he had imagined!

"Young Master Chen, there’s another matter of even greater importance." Seeing that Chen Feilian had been silent for a long time, Lin Tianyi mustered up his courage and said.

"What is it?"

"Just now, the spokesperson for Yanhuang Organization held a press conference regarding the assassination attempt on that bastard Ye Fan and announced to the global media that from now on, if any underground forces dare to enter Huaxia and engage in illegal activities, Yanhuang Organization will spare no effort to exterminate that organization!" Lin Tianyi said with some fear.

"Damn it!"

Chen Feilian had been considering whether to personally go to Huaxia and crush Ye Fan to death. Hearing what Lin Tianyi said now, he shivered with rage and had no choice but to abandon his thoughts. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Currently, the situation is extremely unfavorable for us. Have the businesses on the mainland that can be stopped paused for now, and remind those below to keep their noses clean and not cause any trouble!"

"Yes, Young Master Chen!"

Lin Tianyi responded quickly, then hesitated before asking, "If that bastard from the Ye Family continues to take advantage of the situation and strikes us elsewhere, what should we do?"

"Fight back," Chen Feilian said darkly. "As long as he dares to make a move elsewhere, hit them hard, and the bigger the commotion, the better."

"Uh..."

Lin Tianyi was taken aback, somewhat puzzled by Chen Feilian’s intentions.

"Although Taiwan and the Southeast Asia Special Zone have submitted to Huaxia, Huaxia still has weak control over these two areas. Even if we make a big noise on the mainland, the Ye Family cannot completely drive us out of Huaxia."

Seemingly guessing Lin Tianyi’s thoughts, Chen Feilian explained grimly, "And if we can trade our mainland turf for that bastard’s leverage and then use the Bai Family’s hand to eliminate him, causing Ye Wenhao to act desperately and thus trigger an all-out war between the Bai and Ye families, leading to chaos in Huaxia, it would be a very profitable deal for us!"

"Young Master Chen, you’re brilliant!"

Lin Tianyi suddenly realized and quickly offered a compliment.

Chen Feilian did not relish Lin Tianyi’s flattery but hung up the phone before Lin Tianyi finished speaking, his expression still frighteningly cold.

Although this assassination operation failed entirely due to his pig teammate Bai Luo, just the thought that his first confrontation with Ye Fan had ended in failure filled him with disgust, as if he had swallowed a fly during a meal!

Because, in his heart, Ye Wenhao was not even worthy to lick the shoes of his father, Chen Daozang, and Ye Fan, being Ye Wenhao’s illegitimate son, was simply not on the same level as him!

As noon approached in Los Angeles, the night had already fallen in Yanjing.

Under the night sky, a Hongqi H8 sedan with a Beijing V02 license plate drove steadily along a main road in Yanjing, escorted by a car in front and behind.

The Hongqi H8 is currently the top-of-the-line sedan produced by Huaxia, not cheap, but not uncommon in Yanjing City.

However, a Beijing V02 license plate in Yanjing or even across Huaxia is as rare as hen’s teeth!

It represents absolute power—a Supreme license plate!

Ten minutes later, the Hongqi H8 sedan with the Beijing V02 license plate drove into an alley in Yanjing that was no less threshold than the Royal Garden, and under the watch of four discreet members of the Yanhuang Organization’s Security Bureau, it made its way unimpeded and stopped in front of the middle courtyard.

As the car came to a halt, a middle-aged man with a strong aura swiftly got out from the driver’s side, opened the rear passenger door, took a step back, and bent slightly in welcome.

As the middle-aged man waited, an elderly figure frequently seen on the news broadcasts stepped out of the car and walked towards the courtyard.

"Hello, Commander!"

At the entrance to the Courtyard, a member of the Yanhuang Organization Security Bureau stood on guard, saluting and greeting with head raised and chest puffed.

The elderly man nodded slightly and stepped into the Courtyard.

"Commander, the Old Commander is waiting for you in the study."

As the elderly man entered the Courtyard, a middle-aged man with glasses approached him; he was Old Master Ye’s personal secretary, responsible for the Old Master’s daily living.

Ye Family Patriarch, Ye Zhen, nodded again and quickly headed towards the study, where the lights were on.

In the study, an old man with graying hair lay back in a rattan chair, eyes gently closed, immersed in Beijing opera, his face marked with age spots, revealing a trace of contentment.

"Dad."

Ye Zhen entered the study, saw Old Master Ye engrossed in the Beijing opera, glancing at the time. Finally, he still decided to call out.

Although he knew that listening to Beijing opera before sleeping was one of Old Master Ye’s greatest pleasures other than playing chess, he also knew it was getting late. There was a matter to discuss with Old Master Ye. Waiting any longer would affect the Old Master’s rest.

"I’m here."

Old Master Ye slowly opened his eyes and turned off the Beijing opera.

"Uh-huh."

Ye Zhen nodded lightly and quickly stepped forward, trying to help Old Master Ye up.

"I’m not yet at the point where I cannot move," Old Master Ye waved his hand and sat up on his own. Then he added, "Sit down and talk."

"Dad, you asking me to rush over so late must be about Wenhao’s illegitimate son’s matter, right?" Ye Zhen sat down on a chair next to him and took the initiative to ask.

"Hmm." Old Master Ye smiled faintly and asked, "What’s your opinion on this matter?"

"Wenhao’s illegitimate son set up a simple but clever scheme. He perfectly captured Bai’s young master’s psychology and timed it with precision, which wasn’t easy to achieve."

Ye Zhen thought for a moment and gave his evaluation. "What’s more, he almost involved Bai Guotao and the entire Bai Family. It’s a pity that Bai Guotao ruthlessly sacrificed his pawns to save his king; otherwise, it would have been very beneficial for us."

"Throughout history, to become an Emperor, one must be ruthless!" Old Master Ye’s gaze flickered.

"Dad, do you mean?" Ye Zhen’s heart stirred, thinking of a possibility, almost in disbelief, his expression changing.

"Wenhao is no longer suitable to be an Emperor," Old Master Ye astonishingly declared.

"Uh..."

Ye Zhen’s mouth fell open slightly, even with his mental preparation and steadfast composure, at the sound of Old Master Ye’s words.

"If that kid hadn’t shown up, he would have been quite suitable." Old Master Ye sighed softly.

Ye Zhen was silent for a long while, then spoke with a complex tone: "It seems you intend to pass on the position of Family Head to Wen Yuan."

"It’s not passing on; it’s a fight, and whoever wins gets it."

As he spoke, a sharp light burst from Old Master Ye’s eyes, and his frail body suddenly emitted an intense aura. "Throughout history, there have been no Emperors who stepped down willingly!"

"But..."

"Frankly, none of the third generation of the Ye Family can compare to Bai Guotao in terms of ability," Old Master Ye said, clear as a mirror.

"These descendants have become accustomed to idle under the big tree. Though they have the prestige of a tiger, they lack its ferocity, while Bai Guotao has the ruthlessness of a wolf."

"So, you’d rather risk causing great turmoil within the Ye Family to toughen them up?" Ye Zhen’s expression grew serious.

"Hmm." Old Master Ye nodded, then asked, "What do you think of that young man?"

"He’s the complete opposite of the rumors from the outside world, not only not reckless but also cunning as a fox, ruthless as a wolf, and said to be a rare genius in Dual Cultivation of Magic and Martial Arts." Knowing that Old Master Ye was inquiring about Ye Fan, Ye Zhen pondered for a moment before giving his assessment.

"To receive such praise from you, he’s the first among the younger generation."

Old Master Ye sighed and then meaningfully said, "Inform Wenhao, no matter what method he uses, even if he has to bring his son back to the Ye Family in a palanquin."

"Are you planning to use him to create turmoil within the Ye Family?" Ye Zhen felt a surge within.

"A double-edged sword, capable of slaying enemies as well as wounding oneself, destined to be blood-stained."

Old Master Ye looked into the distance, lofty and far-seeing.

Chu Xuanji, it’s lonely at the top.

You stand on the bridge to watch the scenery,

The viewers in the tower watch you.

Bright Moon decorates your window,

You decorate someone else’s dream.

— Behind the Scenes.

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