The Crazy Son-In-Law

The burly men were specially dispatched by Ye Jisheng from the Old School Society, and they were all top-notch experts. Though Ye Jisheng rarely interfered in the affairs of the Old School Society, as the son of a branch head, he could still command a vast following.

These burly men were naturally willing to go to great lengths in the hopes of a brighter future.

“Young Master Ye, I think we don’t need to waste any more time. Let’s just kill him and dump the body!”

“That way, he’ll get off too easy. I say we give him a good thrashing instead, to vent Young Master Ye’s anger!”

“Hehe, I agree. Let’s go through all the punishments used by the Old School Society. Even if he’s tough as nails, he won’t be able to withstand it!”

“But, doesn’t this guy look a bit familiar to me?”

The burly men were busy scheming, eager to please Ye Jisheng. As for the one who said Xiao Shun looked familiar, no one paid any attention to him.

“Hehe, of course we can’t let this bastard off so easily. He made me lose face yesterday, so today I’ll make sure he’s utterly humiliated and disgraced before he dies!”

After a moment of contemplation, Ye Jisheng soon had a plan.

“Go find a dog leash. I want to tie it around this bastard’s neck, then strip him naked and drag him around the neighborhood!”

“Haha, Young Master Ye is truly brilliant. Even in humiliating someone, you come up with such unique ideas!”

The sycophants immediately responded with enthusiasm.

The man then headed towards the villa’s entrance, intending to take the leash from the guard dog’s neck and put it around Xiao Shun’s.

But just as he took a couple of steps, a gust of wind suddenly came from the side.

“Boom!”

Before he could react, he was blown away by a wave of energy and crashed heavily to the ground, instantly knocked unconscious.

Seeing this, the others were all shocked.

This was a Refinement-stage martial artist, yet he couldn’t even withstand the aura Xiao Shun radiated. This was truly terrifying.

Realizing the situation was getting out of hand, the burly men quickly stood in front of Ye Jisheng.

“Young Master Ye, please step back. Leave this to us!”

Unlike the burly men’s resolute stance, Ye Jisheng was still oblivious to the seriousness of the situation.

He continued boasting at Xiao Shun, “Good job, little bodyguard. You still dare to fight back at this point? Today, I’ll see just how powerful you are!”

Hearing this, the burly men couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. But for the sake of a bright future, they had no choice but to steel themselves and step forward.

Xiao Shun paid no heed to the wary burly men, and instead smiled mockingly at Ye Jisheng.

“Ye Jisheng, you’re back to being self-confident, just like when we first met at Skyward Manor!”

Hearing this, Ye Jisheng could no longer hold back his anger. This bastard was rubbing salt into his wounds.

Furious, he roared, “Fuck, Xiao Shun, you’re courting death! You guys, kill him for me!”

After his outburst, Ye Jisheng crossed his arms, eagerly awaiting the sight of Xiao Shun being beaten to a bloody pulp.

But after waiting for a while, Ye Jisheng found that the burly men remained motionless, staring at Xiao Shun with disbelief, as if they had been frightened senseless.

Infuriated, Ye Jisheng scolded them, “What are you all waiting for? Do you not want to keep working under my father?”

Suddenly, one of the burly men, his forehead beaded with cold sweat, turned to the furious Ye Jisheng behind him.

“Y-Young Master Ye, what was his name again?”

Suppressing his towering anger, Ye Jisheng replied confusedly, “Xiao Shun is just a small bodyguard, what’s with your expressions?”

At this moment, the burly man who had mentioned Xiao Shun looking familiar earlier immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowing tremblingly.

“Mr. Shao, we’ve failed to recognize you. Please forgive our ignorance!”

As soon as he said this, the originally fierce-looking burly men all knelt down, pleading for forgiveness.

They were all from the Old School Society, so they knew the name “Xiao Shun” had been on everyone’s lips lately. However, they were rather vague on his appearance, as they were just lower-level members and had no access to that level of information.

If they had known, they would never have dared to provoke this powerful figure.

Ye Jisheng looked at the kneeling men, completely bewildered.

He tremblingly pointed at them and said, “You bunch of useless… useless!”

The bald-headed Yan Laoda sighed, regretting his actions, “Young Master Ye, you’ve really gotten us small fry in trouble this time.”

How could he have asked a group of Old School Society underlings to challenge Mr. Shao, whom even the high-ranking members didn’t dare to offend?

But Ye Jisheng, still angry, didn’t care about their plight at all.

“You all get up right now! This guy is just a small bodyguard, not the Mr. Shao you’re talking about!”

“If you don’t do as I say, I’ll have my dad kick you all out of the Old School Society!”

Even in this situation, Ye Jisheng still insisted that Xiao Shun was just a small bodyguard.

He didn’t even consider that if Xiao Shun was just a bodyguard, how could he have made his second uncle flee in terror? How could he have made a group of arrogant Old School Society big shots kneel on the ground willingly?

Though Ye Jisheng, who had always been fearless, wouldn’t bother thinking about such things.

The one thing he firmly believed was that no one could offend him.

Watching the farcical scene unfold, Xiao Shun sighed helplessly, then turned and headed towards the sofa.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Looking at the reclining Cao Wanqing, he smiled, “What, do I have to help you up?”

Cao Wanqing gave him a resentful look, “Can’t you see I have no strength?”

Hearing this, Xiao Shun finally noticed something unusual about her.

After a moment of observation, he exclaimed, “Soft Bone Powder!”

This was an extremely rare item, with few places selling it. After taking it, one would be left completely limp and weak for about three hours. It seemed Ye Jisheng had spared no expense to capture Cao Wanqing.

“You useless bunch!” Ye Jisheng suddenly roared, then charged furiously towards Xiao Shun, “I’ll fight you myself!”

At the same time, a loud bellow came from the villa’s entrance, “Scoundrel!”

As soon as the voice rang out, Ye Jisheng paused in his steps, looking at the direction of the entrance in bewilderment.

A furious figure came rushing in and immediately delivered a resounding slap across Ye Jisheng’s cheek.

“Slap!”

The crisp sound of the slap echoed, and Ye Jisheng’s cheek swelled up like a steamed bun.