Best Young Master
Chapter 354 - 315: Digging One’s Own Grave

Chapter 354: Chapter 315: Digging One’s Own Grave

Qingshui No.1, Dynasty Private Room.

After ending the call with Ye Long, Ye Cang didn’t linger and immediately got up to walk towards the bedroom.

In the bedroom, Pan Ying was sitting at the head of the bed. Seeing Ye Cang enter, she didn’t show the panic she had before, just slightly furrowed her brows.

"Pan Ying, do you really think that with that bastard defending you, I wouldn’t dare touch you?" Ye Cang said menacingly as he entered, his attitude drastically different from before.

Whoosh!

The change in Ye Cang caught Pan Ying off guard, making her face suddenly change colors as she reflexively stood up, slightly panicked, "You... you..."

"Humph, Pan Ying, let me tell you the truth, that guy is a bastard born between my father and a village woman, not a legitimate descendant of the Ye Family, just a bastard!"

Ye Cang coldly cut off Pan Ying’s words, continuing while walking towards her, "A bastard, do you understand?"

Without responding, Pan Ying retreated in terror.

One step, two steps, three steps. After three steps, Pan Ying was backed up against the wall with no place to go.

Ye Cang sneered and took two steps forward. Amid Pan Ying’s terrified struggles, he roughly cupped her chin with his hand, coldly saying, "He’s just a bastard. In terms of identity and status, he can’t hold a candle to me. The reason I stopped just now was not because I am afraid of him, but because I dread him telling my grandfather about this!"

"Then... then you..." Pan Ying’s eyes widened.

"You wonder why I still dare to lay hands on you, right?"

Ye Cang laughed, a sinister laugh, "Because, even if I let you go now, he will still tell my grandfather. Considering my previous actions, I am definitely in for family punishment. Since I am doomed to be punished, why shouldn’t I do something? What do you think??"

"Bang bang..."

Pan Ying opened her mouth to say something, but was too terrified to speak, her teeth continuously chattering instead, feeling like a fish on a chopping board, completely at Ye Cang’s mercy.

"Of course, if you cooperate with me and prevent me from getting a family punishment, I won’t touch you. In the future, I will never lay a finger on you again. In fact, no one in Wangfu Middle School or even in Yanjing will dare to touch you!" Seeing Pan Ying trembling in fear, Ye Cang suddenly switched tactics, following Ye Long’s idea.

"I... How do I cooperate with you?" Pan Ying asked instinctively.

"In a moment, when that bastard arrives, you admit in front of him that you are my girlfriend," Ye Cang said in a deep voice.

"Uh..."

Possibly not expecting Ye Cang to say such a thing, Pan Ying was shocked into a stunned silence.

Seeing this, Ye Cang added fuel to the fire: "If you do as I said, everything I just mentioned stands. Otherwise, not only will I rape you now, but after I get punished, I will make you, your brother, and even your aunt disappear from this world!"

"You..."

Pan Ying’s legs went weak, nearly collapsing to the floor.

"You know my identity, and you should be very clear that with my status, making all this happen without anyone noticing isn’t difficult at all. In fact, many would clamor to do these things for me."

As he spoke, Ye Cang slowly withdrew the hand that was gripping Pan Ying’s chin, his face breaking into the arrogant smirk unique to a Ye Family’s Young Master.

This smirk, appearing in Pan Ying’s eyes, was like a demon’s smile, causing her to hold her breath in terror!

"I will give you five minutes to think it over. If you haven’t decided in five minutes, I will let you taste what it’s like to be a woman!"

Watching Pan Ying’s terrified expression, Ye Cang refrained from pressing her further, instead deciding to give her five minutes to think it over.

As his last word fell, Ye Cang took out a cigarette, lit one, leaned against the wall, took a gentle puff, and stared at Pan Ying with a sidelong glance, waiting for her response.

"Huff~ Huff~"

It took a full two minutes for Pan Ying to recover from her shock; she looked at Ye Cang, breathing heavily and with terror in her eyes, and asked tremblingly, "If I agree to you, will you really do everything you said?"

"Of course."

Ye Cang, secretly pleased, responded without showing any emotion.

Pan Ying, filled with nervousness, asked, "What if you go back on your word later?"

"If I go back on my word, that bastard will tell my grandfather. Do you think I would go back on it?" Ye Cang retorted.

"Okay... I agree to it."

Hearing Ye Cang’s words, Pan Ying, after a brief moment of thought, agreed.

"Hey, Ye Fan, you outsider bastard! If later when you walk in, you hear her personally admitting she’s my girlfriend, your face will definitely be a sight to see, right?" Seeing Pan Ying reluctantly nod in agreement after being both cajoled and intimidated, Ye Cang sneered inwardly.

At the door of the private room.

Led by Liang Shang, six wastrels watched the doorway diligently, as ordered by Ye Cang.

"Do you think Young Master Ye has finished his business?"

"Young Master Ye is quite strong in that area, probably not yet?"

"I also think he hasn’t finished yet, considering Pan Ying is a virgin, Young Master Ye will take his time enjoying it."

"I wonder, after Young Master Ye is done, if he will let us brothers have a go too?"

"If all of us brothers take our turns, can that woman, Pan Ying, even withstand it?"

"What does it matter to us if she can’t withstand it? As long as we get what we want!"

"Though that’s what we say, we can’t afford to kill her; it’ll bring trouble no matter what."

The six exchanged comments one after another, with Liang Shang, serving as Ye Cang’s top lackey and familiar with Ye Cang’s behavior as a domineering Ye Family’s Young Master who still feared the family’s discipline, wrinkling his brows and knowing that if it leads to a fatality, even if Ye Cang wouldn’t face legal consequences, he couldn’t escape the Ye Family’s own discipline.

Whoosh!

As the other five wastrels heard Liang Shang’s remarks and were about to say something, they suddenly saw someone approaching them.

Their gaze fell on a man in a black suit walking toward them. The man’s expression was cold, his steps firm and strong, his gaze sharp as a knife, causing them to unconsciously avert their eyes.

Then, as they tried to look at the man again, he had already entered a nearby room.

"Who is that guy, he looks so cool!"

"I don’t know, I’ve never seen him before. His gaze is kind of scary."

"Getting stared at by him, I felt a chill run down my scalp."

"I didn’t even get a clear look at his face."

...

In the neighboring private room, Ye Long heard the discussions of Liang Shang and others. His face showed no emotion, and he told his friends including the Princess to order more drinks once everyone had arrived. He gestured for the Princess to leave.

Watching the Princess exit the private room, Ye Long stood up. His body swayed slightly, and in an instant, he reached the window, pulled open the curtain, and his gaze swept towards the entrance of the club like a blade.

After what seemed like a long time under Ye Long’s watchful eye, a grand Rolls-Royce Phantom Presidential Edition pulled up to the entrance of the club.

Hmm?

Quickly, Ye Long, a Peak stage of Innate strong man, clearly sensed the presence of a cultivator from the Rolls-Royce Phantom Presidential Edition, a presence identical to Ye Fan’s.

"Bastard, you finally showed up!"

Ye Long smiled sinisterly, then withdrew his gaze and returned to the sofa.

Meanwhile.

The Rolls-Royce Phantom Presidential Edition driven by Ye Fan was stopped by the security at the club entrance, where one of the guards stepped forward and said, "Sir, please present your membership card."

"Membership card?" Ye Fan furrowed his brows.

"Sir, this is a private club, and according to our policy, all guests must present a membership card to enter. Of course, if you are a friend of a diamond-grade member of our club, your friend just needs to give our manager a heads-up, and you can enter," seeing Ye Fan frown, the guard quickly added, his tone very polite.

Typically, security guards, like women in nightclubs, have keen eyesight. They can judge a guest’s identity, status, and financial strength from details such as their dress and demeanor.

In the eyes of the guard, the limited Rolls-Royce Phantom Presidential Edition driven by Ye Fan was an indicator of undeniable identity and status, so he certainly did not dare to neglect him.

"I am a friend of Ye Cang; he invited me here," Ye Fan stated unemotionally.

"Oh, you’re a friend of Young Master Ye! Please come in, come in!"

Upon hearing this, the guard not only let him pass immediately but his expression also became even more respectful—Ye Cang was not only a diamond-grade member of Qingshui No.1 but also one of the most prestigious members!

The electronic door opened, Ye Fan pressed the accelerator, and the noble Rolls-Royce Phantom soared like a cheetah straight towards the main building of the club.

"Zzz~"

Seconds later, the sound of tires rubbing against the ground rang out, as the Rolls-Royce Phantom left a clear trail on the ground, coming to a steady stop in the parking lot in front of the club’s main building.

Hmm?

The moment the car stopped, Ye Fan was just about to get out, but he suddenly sensed the presence of a cultivator!

Although... the presence was very faint, it was still detected by Ye Fan, and it was very familiar!

It was Ye Long!

This discovery caused Ye Fan to slightly narrow his eyes, pondering the trickery behind it.

"Hey, isn’t that Ye Fan?"

"Looks like it, but I hadn’t heard that he was coming to Yanjing?"

"That Rolls-Royce Phantom Presidential Edition belongs to Demon Queen Chu Ji, it must be him."

...

While Ye Fan was silently contemplating why Ye Long was also at the club, several distinguished-looking young men, stepping out of Bentleys and Maseratis, looked at Ye Fan with puzzled expressions.

They were members of the Hong Ding Club’s Yanjing Branch, not only did they regard Bai Luo, who Ye Fan had sent to jail, nearly as a deity, but they had also seen Ye Fan’s profile and photos.

Shush!

The sudden surge of discussion brought Ye Fan back from his thoughts. He turned his head to glance at the members of the Hong Ding Club. Seeing that he did not recognize them, he withdrew his gaze and quickly walked towards the main entrance of the club.

"Welcome."

Seconds later, greeted by a row of cheongsam-clad beauties smiling cheerily, Ye Fan quickly entered the Qingshui No.1 Private Club, a gathering place for the skilled and wealthy of Yanjing.

"Sir, the guard told me you are a friend of Young Master Ye. He is in the Dynasty Private Room on the eighth floor. I will have someone accompany you up," a charming and mature woman approached, smiling coquettishly.

"No need, I’ll go up by myself."

Ye Fan said expressionlessly, rejecting the woman’s suggestion and quickly walking towards the elevator.

The woman, taken aback by his response, hesitated for a moment, then let Ye Fan take the elevator up alone.

"Ding——"

Seconds later, accompanied by a soft sound, the elevator doors slowly closed.

"Ye Cang, Ye Long, I don’t care what you are scheming, but if you touched Jue Ming’s sister, not even the Heavenly King can save you!!"

As the elevator ascended, Ye Fan’s eyes narrowed into a slit, a terrifying murderous intent erupting like a volcano!

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PS: First update here, second update at 23:00!

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