Rebirth of the Peak Young Master
Chapter 236: Acting Tyrannically and Arbitrarily

Chapter 236: Chapter 236: Acting Tyrannically and Arbitrarily

"But he laid a hand on me, the Young Master. How could I forget such a grudge? Haha, let me first savor the taste of that little bastard’s sister, then I’ll slowly settle the score for the attack!"

"Hahaha, I’m dying to see what kind of face that little bastard will make when he finds out I’ve become his cheap brother-in-law!"

Pan Lin spoke as he approached the bed where Yang Shanshan lay.

His eyes had turned bloodshot, and his breathing grew heavier by the moment. Fueled by alcohol, his excitement had reached its peak.

He couldn’t wait to step forward and thoroughly dominate the beauty before him!

But just as Pan Lin lunged towards Yang Shanshan, a round jade emerged from her chest, radiating a dazzling light.

The light struck Pan Lin, sending him flying like a cannonball. He crashed through the room’s door, half-naked, and landed dazedly in the backyard, completely disoriented.

"Young Master... Young Master, are you planning to take a bath in the backyard?"

The man who had accompanied Pan Lin to Yingtian earlier happened to arrive at this moment. Seeing Pan Lin sitting exposed in the backyard, he was dumbstruck.

Bathing in the backyard?

At these words, Pan Lin nearly exploded with rage!

He roared angrily, "Did you not see me fly out of the room? Get over here and help me up, dammit!"

Flew out?

The man finally noticed the gaping hole in Pan Lin’s room door.

Curiosity written all over his face, he couldn’t help but ask, "Young Master, what happened?"

"What happened?"

Pan Lin was no fool. As the Young Master of the Pan Family, though he hadn’t practiced martial arts himself, he was no stranger to it.

Through gritted teeth, he said, "I didn’t expect that little bastard to place a treasure on his sister, tossing me out like this!"

"A treasure tossed you out? Good heavens!"

Upon hearing this, the man exclaimed in shock.

As a martial artist, he knew that a treasure capable of injuring someone remotely required the ability to unleash Inner Strength—a rarity only found in Innate Martial Kings!

Could Yang Tian be an Innate Martial King?

But as soon as the thought crossed his mind, the man shook his head and dismissed it.

After all, Yang Tian looked far too young to be an Innate Expert!

Nevertheless, possessing such a treasure indicated that Yang Tian might have ties to an Innate Martial King. Combined with the demonstration of skill the man had witnessed at First Hospital in Yingtian, it seemed likely that Yang Tian was a disciple of an Innate Martial King!

With this thought, the man cautiously warned, "Young Master, Yang Tian might be no ordinary character!"

"No ordinary character?"

Pan Lin was already in a foul mood, uninterested in the man’s cautionary words. His swagger, cultivated in Ningzhou, had made him dismissive of such concerns.

He scoffed arrogantly, "It’s true he managed to summon the Iron Blood Gang to bail him out. I’ll give him that. But so what? Before the Pan Family, he’s nothing more than a petty clown!"

"But..."

"No buts!"

Pan Lin cut the man off and demanded, "What do you want from me in the backyard?"

"The Family Head requests Young Master to come to the front hall for a meeting!" the man promptly replied.

"My father is calling me?"

Pan Lin curled his lips before strutting towards the front hall.

Watching his retreating figure, the man hesitated to once more warn him about Yang Tian’s potential ties to an Innate Martial King. However, in the end, he only sighed and followed Pan Lin.

In the Pan Family’s front hall.

The Pan Family Patriarch, Pan Yongyan, sat at the head seat, quietly sipping tea.

Even though he was simply drinking tea, the gathered members of the Pan Family sat there like frightened mice, not daring to make a sound.

Pan Yongyan was like a slumbering lion whose wrath they feared to provoke.

Even the notoriously arrogant Pan Lin walked into the hall on tiptoes.

However, before Pan Lin could settle into a seat, Pan Yongyan set down his teacup and commanded in a deep voice, "Stand!"

"Father, I..."

Pan Lin couldn’t hide his grimace but stood in place as instructed.

Seeing Pan Lin stand straight, Pan Yongyan finally asked, "Tell me—why did Shao Yu refuse to perform the liver transplant for your grandfather? And why did the Iron Blood Gang unexpectedly descend upon Yingtian District?"

"I... Your son was wrong!"

Hearing this, Pan Lin instantly realized that the events from earlier had reached his father’s ears.

Standing still, he resembled a rooster caught in the rain—dejected and frozen.

Pan Yongyan sighed deeply as he gazed at his son.

He was nearly fifty when Pan Lin had been born, making him an old man reveling in newfound fatherhood. As such, he had spoiled Pan Lin from a young age.

This indulgence nurtured Pan Lin’s entitled and reckless demeanor.

Knowing his son’s character, Pan Yongyan spoke plainly, "What was your mistake?"

"My mistake was stirring unnecessary trouble..."

"Wrong!"

Before Pan Lin could finish, Pan Yongyan interrupted bluntly.

Confused, Pan Lin awaited clarification. Pan Yongyan glared coldly and said, "Trouble? Since your great-grandfather’s era, our Pan Family has stirred trouble for others—never the reverse!"

"Your true mistake was keeping these matters from me! Had I known earlier, regardless of gangs, regardless of Iron Blood leaders—by leveraging the right connections, I could have made that boy’s life a living hell! Because our Pan Family descends from the military gate!"

These words made Pan Lin’s eyes sparkle.

A lineage descended from the military gate—such a formidable reputation!

Pan Lin had thought his father might rebuke him, but to his delight, Pan Yongyan was offering support in his battle against Yang Tian.

Pan Lin grinned triumphantly, "Hahaha, with your words, Father, I’m reassured! By the way, I’ve already brought that boy’s sister to our Pan Family with the intention of luring him here and tormenting him!"

"Hmph! So be it! Zhou Zhe!"

Pan Yongyan turned to address the man behind Pan Lin, "You are one of the best in our Pan Family. I’m entrusting you with this matter—draft a letter inviting that Yang boy to our estate!"

Zhou Zhe cupped his fists in acknowledgment.

Yet he couldn’t help adding, "Family Head, based on my information, this Yang Tian is the widely known Yang Mister of Su Province. He’s said to be a cultivator of considerable strength and reputation in the Cultivation World..."

"Cultivation World?"

Pan Yongyan cut him off with irritation, "Our Pan Family practices martial arts as descendants of the military gate. We are no rabble of Cultivation World wanderers! How does his reputation in the Cultivation World concern the Pan Family?"

"As for his strength, ha! The Pan Family has countless martial artists over our century-long history. Everyone present has reached Hidden Energy or even the Hua Realm!"

"More critically, as descendants of the military gate, we can use firearms! Tell me—have you seen any cultivators unafraid of bullets?"

"Well..."

Zhou Zhe had no counterargument to this logic.

Indeed!

Even the strongest cultivators couldn’t withstand a single bullet’s threat!

And if one bullet wasn’t enough, what about a hundred, a thousand, or ten thousand?