Rebirth of the Peak Young Master
Chapter 185 Thinking Nicely

Chapter 185: Chapter 185 Thinking Nicely

Before Ye Fei set out, he repeatedly instructed them to ensure the safety of his family!

Now that Su Lingyun’s room has exploded, doesn’t that mean Su Lingyun is already...

Thinking of this, Ren Yuan couldn’t bear to think further!

But Ma Ning, having followed Yang Tian for a longer time and being Ye Fei’s disciple, remained relatively calm. He immediately extended his Divine Sense, softly exhaled, and said: "The Old Matron is fine!"

"Fine? But..." Ren Yuan said halfway before also spotting Su Lingyun.

As it turned out, Su Lingyun was lying unconscious amidst the flames in her room. A semi-transparent protective barrier enveloped her body, preventing the flames from harming her at all!

It appeared that she had simply fainted from the shockwave of the explosion.

"Demon Brilliance Fist!"

Seeing this, Ma Ning immediately threw a powerful punch, using the force of his strike to extinguish the raging flames in an instant.

Ren Yuan moved with incredible speed, darting forward to carry Su Lingyun out of the room.

"Protect the Old Matron! Although Miss Qianqian and the Family Head aren’t here, just in case, I’ll go and check the surroundings!"

Placing Su Lingyun next to Ma Ning, Ren Yuan immediately spoke with a grave tone.

"There’s no need for that!"

At that moment, an icy, emotionless voice suddenly rang out.

Ma Ning and Ren Yuan felt their vision blur, and they immediately noticed a young man, exuding an extraordinary aura despite his age, snatch Su Lingyun directly from Ma Ning’s arms.

Ma Ning’s expression turned vicious as he prepared to attack, while Ren Yuan instinctively drew the long sword from his waist.

Su Lingyun was Ye Fei’s mother!

And Ye Fei was their revered master. If anyone dared to harm Su Lingyun, they would fight to their death to protect her—failure would make them unworthy of facing Ye Fei!

However, before they could act, a familiar yet far more ferocious energy burst forth from the young man in front of them, leaving them both momentarily stunned.

Because the one who carried Su Lingyun away was none other than Ye Fei.

"Master!"

"Lord!"

Seeing that it was Ye Fei, Ma Ning and Ren Yuan immediately knelt down, speaking in unison: "We failed to protect properly, please punish us, Master (Lord)!"

But Ye Fei had no time to engage with them. He quickly scanned Su Lingyun’s injuries using his Divine Sense. Upon confirming that his mother was unharmed, he let out a slow, relieved breath and said, "It’s fine! This wasn’t your fault. I’ve already dismantled the remaining bombs."

As he said this, a wave of fear swept over him.

This time, upon his return, Ye Fei had preemptively set protective barriers on the rooms of all the key members of the Ye Family, all to prevent such incidents from unfolding.

But if this explosion had occurred not inside a room but—as in a prior incident—on a car, Ye Fei feared he might have already lost his mother!

It was at this moment that Ren Yuan suddenly remembered something and said, "Master, the Family Head and Miss Shan Qianqian are still outside!"

"Ji Yanran has already gone to find Qianqian. She’s at school. I don’t think those villains would dare detonate bombs in a school!"

Ye Fei replied calmly, "As for the bomb near my father, I’ve already removed it. However, the two of you must still hurry and bring my father and Qianqian back here to the Ye Family Hall for safety!"

Whoosh!

Hearing Ye Fei’s instructions, Ma Ning and Ren Yuan immediately nodded and swiftly withdrew.

Meanwhile, Ye Fei carefully picked up Su Lingyun and, with a single step, arrived before the hall’s entrance.

Inside the hall, the Ye Family Old Patriarch Ye Cheng, former Patriarch Ye Zhixiong, and several others had already gathered. Upon seeing Ye Fei walk in carrying Su Lingyun, Ye Cheng immediately ordered someone to fetch a medical kit and come forward.

However, Ye Fei shook his head and said, "There’s no need. My mother isn’t seriously hurt. She just needs some rest to regain consciousness."

"Xiao Fei, this time..." Ye Cheng looked at his eerily composed grandson, hesitated, and stopped mid-sentence.

"How many casualties?" Ye Fei gently placed Su Lingyun onto a recliner, covered her with a blanket, and then finally looked up to ask.

Ye Cheng sighed, "Most rooms were protected by your miraculous barriers and avoided major harm. However... there were still some who were caught outside when the blast occurred—three dead, one injured."

At this, everyone in the Ye Family present grew visibly shaken, clutching their chests in relief as they cast grateful gazes toward Ye Fei.

Even though none of them fully understood how these protective barriers worked, they knew they were another of Ye Fei’s incredible abilities!

If not for those barriers, most of them would likely already be dead!

"Three dead, one injured?"

Ye Fei looked at the three charred corpses on the ground and a severely injured Ye Family collateral descendant who bore a face covered in blood. He took a deep breath and nodded in silence.

Shortly after.

Ma Ning and Ren Yuan returned with Ye Zhigang, Ye Qianqian, and Ji Yanran to the Ye Family.

Upon seeing Su Lingyun unconscious, the three charred bodies, and the aftermath of the explosion, both Ye Zhigang and Ji Yanran were stunned. They quickly stepped forward to ask what had happened.

But Ye Fei rose quietly at this moment and began walking toward the door.

Seeing this, Ye Zhigang immediately asked in confusion, "Xiao Fei, where are you going?"

"To kill."

Ye Fei’s reply remained eerily calm, though his eyes burned blood-red, seething with boundless killing intent...

In the Southern Province Ma Family’s luxurious mansion.

It should have been a long-quiet night, yet Ma Family Head Ma Wenhua, Young Master Ma Xiu, and the rest of the Ma Family’s ruling members were all seated around a large round table, silently staring at a list before them.

No one spoke for what felt like an eternity. Finally, Ma Wenhua broke the silence: "A total of twelve timed bombs, all targeting the twelve individuals listed here. The Old Patriarch Ye Cheng, former Patriarch Ye Zhixiong, the Family Head Ye Zhigang, Su Lingyun, Ye Qianqian..."

Ma Wenhua read the names one by one. When he reached the final name, he paused slightly before speaking with a much heavier tone: "And the giant of Su Province himself, the so-called Martial Artist, Ye Fei."

"Family Head, are you certain these bombs can kill Ye Fei?"

Someone hesitantly asked.

"That little bastard is as good as dead!"

Before Ma Wenhua could speak, Ma Xiu sneered with a twisted expression: "We used C4 plastic explosives this time—they’re devastatingly powerful! Even if he is a Martial Artist, there’s no way he could survive!"

"Precisely. Since the Jiang Family refuses to act, we’ll take the first share of the spoils by targeting the Binjiang Ye Family!" Ma Wenhua coldly chuckled and nodded in agreement.

"Quite a grand plan, assuming you’ll still be alive after tonight!"

Suddenly, a voice, as if from the depths of the Nine Nether Hell, echoed through the Ma Family’s residence.

"Who goes there!"

Startled by the unexpected voice, Ma Wenhua’s eyes widened in shock.

The other Ma Family leaders quickly looked around the room in alarm.

Without warning, one of the hall’s windows swung open. A fierce gale swept through, so strong that the gathered Ma Family members couldn’t keep their eyes open.

When the wind subsided, they saw—a mere teenager, no older than seventeen or eighteen, clad in black with his hands clasped behind his back, standing with his back turned to them.

"You’re Ye Fei?"

Recognizing the youth, Ma Xiu’s voice trembled as he called out in alarm.

Upon hearing Ma Xiu’s words, the rest of the Ma Family, including Ma Wenhua, felt a jolt of dread!

Just moments ago, they had been discussing the destruction of the Ye Family and smugly declaring Ye Fei dead.

And yet now, Ye Fei had appeared before them like a phantom—utterly unscathed, his presence chilling to the bone!

Could it be that when the bombs detonated, Ye Fei wasn’t in that Porsche at all?