Rebirth of the Peak Young Master
Chapter 340 Undoubtedly

Chapter 340: Chapter 340 Undoubtedly

Certainly! Here is the English translation:

After all, the Yang Family, as a large, traditional extended family, had numerous members. Even when they worked tirelessly, their expenses were still tenfold that of ordinary people.

Such a massive family, after the Yang Family’s downfall, had no stable source of income, entirely relying on the small savings Yang Tian’s parents brought back from Taiwan for temporary repairs.

Even if they wanted to work regular jobs like ordinary people, the Yang Family could not.

Because within this tubular building, there was inexplicably protection from Unit Zero. However, once stepping outside, those families that had previously wanted to expel the Yang Family would surely act immediately.

Thus, the Yang Family descended deeper into disgrace.

Under such circumstances, Jia Qing, the daughter of Jia Yu, the prestigious figure from Qi Mountain, could still visit the Yang Family. Yang Ziran took this very seriously.

When Jia Qing heard Su Lingyun’s words, she immediately smiled and said, "Aunt Yang is really kind. My Jia Family has always kept Yang Family in mind, even if... even if Yang Tian is not around for a while... We haven’t changed our stance."

Not around for now?

Hearing this, Su Lingyun was momentarily stunned, a trace of sorrow flickered in her gaze, and the Yang Family members fell into direct silence.

They all knew that Qing Jia was referring to Yang Tian.

It was a universally acknowledged fact that Qing Jia’s visit was also due to Yang Tian.

However, rumors of Yang Tian’s death had already spread worldwide. How long could Jia Qing’s sentiments, like those of Jia Qing herself, sustain?

When these sentiments faded, what could the Yang Family do?

Thinking about this, everyone sighed inwardly.

Since Jia Qing’s words seemed to have triggered Su Lingyun’s sorrow, after briefly entertaining Jia Qing, Su Lingyun retreated inside to rest, claiming she felt unwell.

Seeing this, Jia Qing realized she had made a mistake, so she declined Yang Ziran’s attempts to detain her and left the tower.

"Qingjia, I mean really, this place is dirty and smelly. What are you doing here?"

Just stepping out of the tubular structure, a beautiful woman who had been following Qing Jia made her confusion known.

She was one of Jia Qing’s girlfriends, Deng Jiajia, the only daughter of the Yanjing Family. She had always been a prominent figure in the Yanjing Circle. Let alone the Yang Family’s current state—even during the Yang Family’s heyday—they might not have registered in her eyes.

Therefore, Li Jia naturally couldn’t understand this gesture.

When Qing Jia heard her comment, she frowned, ready to speak.

But just then, the phone suddenly rang. When Jia Qing answered the call, the anxious and slightly panicked voice of her father, Jia Yu, emerged from the other end.

As Jia Yu’s tone grew ever more fretful and rapid, Qing Jia froze in place.

Seeing this, Deng Jiajia immediately asked, "What’s going on? Uncle James—what happened to him? I couldn’t hear clearly. What did he say?"

"Binjiang... The royal family of Binjiang has fallen, and Yuting has died," Qing Jia said hollowly, her eyes clouded.

"Ding Ting died? What happened?"

Deng Jiajia questioned further, startled by the revelation.

As Qing Jia’s girlfriend, she naturally knew Wang Yuting.

Although they were not closely connected, news of the death of someone she knew still left Deng Jiajia in shock.

After registering her surprise, Qing Jia continued, "It’s not just Wang Yuting. Last night... last night, in one night—the Fan Family of Binjiang, the Jin Family, Sun Family, Bao Family... as well as Yan Hongfang, Lin Yuan, Hong Jin, and Su Hong—all gone! Thirteen families, and eight major figures—everything wiped out!"

"What?"

Like Qing Jia, Deng Jiajia’s mouth fell open, crying out, "How could that be? Thirteen families—eight major figures? All... all gone? This is horrifying! Is... is this a terrorist attack?"

Although these families and their influential figures held little significance to the elite Deng Jiajia family in Yanjing, the sheer scale of deaths was enough to unsettle anyone.

Qing Jia was equally shaken.

But soon, she snapped herself back and, taking a deep breath, prepared to take Deng Jiajia to the Wang Family’s side.

No matter what happened to all those families, Wang Yuting’s death, as a close friend, naturally prompted her to hurry over to investigate!

Just as she started moving, she froze again.

Because, standing before her, was a black-clad, black-haired young man, about eighteen years old, walking slowly towards her.

At first glance, this man seemed utterly ordinary—the type who would blend seamlessly into a crowd.

But upon closer inspection, one couldn’t help but be drawn to his unique aura, especially his deep and enigmatic eyes.

This young man clearly hadn’t expected to encounter Jia Qing here. Yet, he simply nodded with a faint smile and headed into the tubular building.

Seeing this, Jia Qing froze in thought, seemingly recognizing something, then suddenly called out, "Wang Yuting! Did she... Was it you?"

Hearing the question, the young man finally paused, turned, and looked directly at Jia Qing, saying, "No, she killed herself!"

Killed herself?

Why?

Qing Jia wanted to ask further, but the young man did not give her the chance and disappeared into the building.

Deng Jiajia, witnessing this strange scene and conversation, quickly asked, puzzled, "Qingqing, what’s going on? Who is that man? Why did you ask him about Yuting? Was Yuting his..."

"No!"

Before Deng Jiajia could finish, Jia Qing shook her head firmly, saying, "He never messes around. If he says no, it’s no!"

"What are you talking about? Who is he exactly?" Deng Jiajia asked, wrinkling her brow in confusion.

"Him?"

Jia Qing, hearing Deng Jiajia’s query, glanced once more toward the tubular structure, its empty corridor entrance, and finally sighed, "He’s a dead man, yet returned by the riverside! And this Binjiang—or even the entirety of East China, maybe all of China—will change because of his return."

"The entirety of East China? All of China? Just him?" Deng Jiajia clearly didn’t believe this and scoffed coldly.

But Qing Jia offered no explanation because certain legends weren’t meant for outsiders.

But there was no denying—he was the one!

The former king had returned!

"All... all gone? How is that possible!"

At the Binjiang Police Bureau.

Director Liu Qiang heard his subordinate’s report, and incredulously jumped out of his seat.

One night!

In just one night, across Binjiang—comprising the Fan Family, Jin Family, Wang Family, Sun Family, Bao Family, and including the Four Great Sects—altogether thirteen families and their upper leadership were completely eradicated. Among them, the Fan, Jin, and Wang Families were outright annihilated!

This was enough to shake all of China.

And such a horrific incident happening under Liu Qiang’s jurisdiction at the riverside threatened to see him removed from his director position and lose everything!

Worst of all, Liu Qiang was a man of great conviction, famously a model policeman akin to Bao Qingtian. Faced with such a heinous case, how could he not be filled with rage?

He immediately roared, "Investigate! We must uncover the real killer, or else none of you will stay in this post!"

"But..."

Just as a junior officer entered and tried to speak, Liu Qiang drowned him out with his fury, "But what nonsense! I don’t want any excuses!"

"But someone’s here to see you!" The officer tried again.

"Come to see me? No, I don’t care to see anyone right now. Get rid of them!" Liu Qiang was preparing to drive the officer away.

But at that moment, two men and a woman strode straight inside.

The man at the forefront seemed unremarkable, but the man and woman behind him—both wearing sunglasses—their relaxed demeanor striking, the woman dressed in rebellious attire, entirely resembling a delinquent.