Rebirth of the Peak Young Master
Chapter 99: To Apologize or Not

Chapter 99: Chapter 99: To Apologize or Not

Upon hearing the furious roar, everyone present who had been following Ye Wei shuddered instinctively.

Because the owner of that voice was none other than the current family head of the Ye Family—Ye Zhixiong!

With Ye Zhixiong’s arrival, a group of Ye Family’s direct lineage members also stepped forward.

After all, moments ago, killing threats were shouted without restraint, so how could they not come out to see what was happening?

But with one glance, everyone recoiled in shock.

One person had crashed against the stone lion statue, lying in a pool of blood, while another knelt on the ground, their face swollen so badly it resembled a pig’s head, completely unrecognizable.

Right then, Ye Wei’s mother let out a cry, rushing forward and hugging the pig-headed figure tightly, wailing, "Oh my son! Who in heaven’s name did this to you, turning you into such a state!"

Son?

Was this the Young Master of the Ye Family, Ye Wei?

Everyone hearing those words froze for a moment, then their faces were filled with astonishment.

Ye Zhixiong’s expression turned grim instantly, as though dark storm clouds hung over his face, and he growled, "Who can tell me what exactly happened here?"

"It was them!"

Seeing Ye Zhixiong furious, someone immediately pointed at Ye Fei’s family and said, "Family Head, it was them who did this to Wei!"

Ye Zhixiong’s gaze finally fell on Ye Fei’s family.

But when he noticed Ye Zhigang, he immediately sneered coldly, "Third Brother, aren’t you capable? Returning only to unleash this brutality on your own nephew—what will you do when your son marries into the Wang family, ascend to the heavens?"

"Big Brother, I..."

"Don’t call me Big Brother. I don’t have a brother like you. Whatever you have to say, we’ll say it in front of Dad!"

With that, Ye Zhixiong immediately ordered someone to carry Ye Wei into the mansion, then strode forward and went inside.

Watching him, Ye Zhigang sighed and said to Ye Fei, "Xiao Tian, come with me inside. As for your mother and little sister, I’ll trouble Master Ma to look after them!"

"Rest assured, Ye Family Old Patriarch. With me here, the Old Mistress and Miss will be completely safe!" Master Ma nodded and reassured him.

Only then did Ye Zhigang take Ye Fei into the Ye Family mansion, a place he hadn’t stepped inside for many years.

Inside the main hall.

Ye Zhixiong and the direct lineage members of the Ye Family were divided into two rows, standing tall, while Ye Zhixiong’s wife wailed hysterically, clutching the swollen, pig-headed Ye Wei and cried, "Dad! You must seek justice for Xiao Wei! Look at him, just look at how those outsiders turned him into this! If anything happens to Xiao Wei, I won’t live anymore!"

"Yes, Grandpa! It’s Ye Zhigang, that useless coward, and Ye Fei, that little beast, who beat me up! Grandpa, you must avenge me!" Ye Wei, already awake, sobbed pitifully.

"Silence! Do you think this is a place for shouting and yelling?"

In the center stood an elder radiating authority without anger. Hearing their complaints, he let out a cold snort before turning his gaze toward Ye Zhigang and Ye Fei, who had just entered the hall.

"Hmph! Third Brother, truly skilled, aren’t you? You left the Ye Family in utter chaos years ago, and now you return, only to bring this disgrace!" the elder—none other than Ye Family Old Patriarch, Ye Cheng—remarked coldly, eyeing Ye Zhigang disdainfully.

"Dad, I..."

Though Ye Zhigang held countless grievances against his father, seeing his old man after so many years still caused him to lower his head in submission.

Yet the Old Patriarch, Ye Cheng, showed no intention of letting him go. "Kneel! Apologize to your elder brother, sister-in-law, and most importantly, to Xiao Wei!" he commanded sharply.

"What?"

Ye Zhigang cried out, raising his head in disbelief.

He felt unable to reconcile kneeling to Ye Zhixiong and his wife, though it wasn’t entirely impossible. But to kneel to Ye Wei? What absurdity was this?

After all, Ye Zhigang was still Ye Wei’s third uncle, a senior member. Tradition dictated that juniors knelt to seniors, not the other way around.

"What? You can’t hear what I’m saying now?"

Ye Cheng glared at Ye Zhigang coldly and barked, "Not just you, but your son too. Both of you kneel! If Xiao Wei refuses to forgive you, then you’ll kneel there forever!"

After hearing Ye Cheng’s words, the crowd’s faces were filled with ridicule. They knew the old man well.

In Ye Cheng’s eyes, people were either useful or useless. Ye Zhixiong, the current family head, and Ye Wei, the young master, were undeniably useful.

But Ye Fei and his family? Useless. Even if Ye Fei was a candidate for marriage into the Wang family, he was nothing more than a pawn to discard.

Ye Wei directly shouted, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and kneel before me—not just kneel, but kowtow too!"

"You..."

Ye Zhigang, trembling with rage, pointed at Ye Wei but could not utter a word.

At this moment, Ye Fei held his father steady and said calmly, "Dad, let’s go."

"Go? Who gave you permission to leave?" Ye Cheng’s expression hardened as he growled.

"Ye Old Patriarch, I believe we don’t need your permission to leave," Ye Fei replied indifferently.

Swoosh!

In an instant, the air in the hall thickened, and everyone’s expression changed.

Ye Cheng’s face darkened as he slammed the table and roared in fury, "What did you just call me?"

"Ye Old Patriarch. Is there a problem with what I said?" Ye Fei smirked coldly.

From the beginning, Ye Fei had seen his profit-driven grandfather as someone unworthy of respect. Were it not for his father’s face-saving efforts, he wouldn’t have come to Binjiang in the first place.

Now, after witnessing endless insults and a blatant disregard for reason, there was no way Ye Fei would acknowledge this grandfather or the Ye Family.

As a Cultivator, Ye Fei lived by the doctrine of acting according to his will, free from societal constraints!

If I’m willing, you are family.

If I’m unwilling, you are nothing but filth.

To Ye Fei, the Ye Family amounted to nothing more than a pile of filth, far beneath his attention.

Before Ye Cheng could respond, Ye Zhixiong interjected, roaring furiously, "You insolent wretch! Is this how you address your grandfather? As your elder uncle, it falls upon me to teach you a lesson—you have truly no regard for authority!"

"Elder uncle?"

Ye Fei cast a glance at Ye Zhigang and said coldly, "Sorry, to qualify as my elder uncle, you are far from worthy."

Then, turning back to Ye Cheng, he added casually, "And you’re not worthy either."

"Outrageous! Utterly outrageous!"

Ye Cheng trembled with fury, his voice shaking as he bellowed, "Bring the family rule! Where is the family rule? Immediately fetch it—I will personally beat this disgrace to death!"

At the mention of family rule, someone promptly brought forth a thick, solid wooden club.

This was the Ye family’s family rule: a staff designed to either maim or kill.

Seeing this, Ye Fei’s eyes narrowed slightly.

While Ye Fei wouldn’t kill anyone out of respect for his father, if Ye Cheng truly dared to use the family rule against him, he wouldn’t hesitate to incapacitate someone, teaching the Ye Family a lesson they wouldn’t forget.

At this moment, however, a servant rushed in and cried out, "Old Patriarch, Family Head! The Wang family’s old patriarch has arrived with his entourage! He says he has something urgent to discuss!"