"How's it going?" Yu Zhong's tone was somewhat gloomy.
"Mr. Yu, the matter is settled. The person has been buried, and I'm on my way to Chenhe Town now." Er Mazi said, trying to remain calm. "We'll deal with Li Sheng after we find him."
"Alright, make sure it's done cleanly, don't arouse suspicion. You'll get your share of the rewards afterward." Yu Zhong breathed a sigh of relief: "Also, was the place Chen Wenhao buried well hidden?"
"It's very secluded, don't worry, no one will find this place," Er Mazi said. "I guarantee your sister won't know."
“Alright, if she finds out, she’ll definitely come after me. Once I take control of the Yu family, you’ll get plenty of benefits.” Yu Zhong said, “Go take care of another matter.”
"Okay, Mr. Yu, I'll be right there to take care of it." Er Mazi hung up the phone.
"Good job. Let's go, take us to find Li Sheng." Ye Xingchen was fairly satisfied with the guy's performance.
Er Mazi didn't dare refuse, so he had no choice but to leave with Ye Xingchen and the others. But looking at the thugs lying on the ground, he thought, "These people..."
"You don't need to worry about that. They won't die, they'll just get a good beating. Hurry up and stop talking nonsense." Ye Xingchen pushed him.
Er Mazi's expression was somewhat bitter, but he had no good way to deal with Ye Xingchen, so he could only obediently drive the car towards Li Sheng's house.
During this time, Ye Xingchen called Chen Qian to let her know that Chen Wenhao was safe.
"Are these adults crazy?" Chen Wenhao hadn't recovered from what had just happened; he had almost been buried alive.
"Why would you ask such a question?" Ye Xingchen glanced at him. "Are you reminiscing about how your uncle almost buried you alive just now?"
"Otherwise what?" Chen Wenhao said through gritted teeth, "I know my eldest uncle and youngest uncle treat me so-so, but after all, I am their nephew."
“In the past, even if I was being difficult, I could still maintain a semblance of politeness. But I never imagined that he would actually bury me alive. I am his nephew, his own flesh and blood.”
Chen Wenhao slammed his fist heavily on the car; honestly, he didn't understand it at all.
He is seventeen years old this year, and in the past few years he has lived a life that was almost like being immersed in a honey pot.
Especially when his father was in good health, his two uncles treated him like their own son, though of course, this was all just polite formality.
But he never expected things to develop to this point. His own uncle was going to bury him alive. Whenever he thought about it, he would tremble with fear.
“That’s normal. You’ve taken away his business and there’s a conflict of interest with him.” Ye Xingchen laughed: “Even if you two are at peace on the surface, once the Yu family takes control, the first person they’ll kill will be you.”
"Why? Even if I'm not a threat to them, it's still not okay?" Chen Wenhao was very confused.
“It won’t work even if there’s no threat, because your surname is Chen,” Ye Xingchen said. “And you’re a man. Even if you’re a playboy, no one can guarantee that you’ll want to take back the Chen family’s assets one day.”
"So for someone like you, there's only one outcome for them: death. Because the dead are the quietest people. Once you're dead, they can rest easy and control the Chen family. Isn't that better?"
Chen Wenhao fell silent for a moment, then pressed his head and said, "This is a real headache. There aren't many ordinary families like mine, are there?"
"Ordinary families are relatively better off because they don't have conflicts of interest."
Ye Xingchen said, "But once a conflict of interest is involved, the two sides will fight to the death, and what they are after is just a few small things, and their methods may be even more despicable."
Chen Wenhao fell silent, saying with a hint of helplessness, "Why do people have to fight to the death? Why do they have to do it this way?"
"Simply because of profit," Ye Xingchen said with a smile. "You're already doing well; at least you haven't reached the worst point yet."
"I have seen too many families fight each other, brothers kill each other, and relatives, even fathers and sons, become like enemies, all because of interests."
“Well, I guess I was just ignorant,” Chen Wenhao sighed. “I never worried about these things before, but now…”
He chuckled self-deprecatingly, then shook his head and remained silent.
"Alright, kid, you're a man. You may be young now, but one day you'll have to stand on your own." Ye Xingchen said, "In other people's eyes, the Chen Group is a piece of fat meat. Who wouldn't want to take a bite?"
"Your sister is quite capable, but she's still a girl. Sometimes, a man has to support the family, you know?"
"I know, I was ignorant before, I didn't know how much pressure my sister was under." Chen Wenhao said through gritted teeth, "Don't worry, I will work hard in the future."
"Study hard, and even if you don't do well, don't do it. That's the biggest help you can give your sister." Ye Xingchen patted his shoulder: "You're a good prospect, worth nurturing."
"You want to take me as your apprentice?" Chen Wenhao immediately perked up.
He had personally witnessed Ye Xingchen's strength; bullets couldn't penetrate his body, and he could kill without a trace by simply picking up a leaf.
Young people admire the strong, and without a doubt, Ye Xingchen is the strongest among the strong.
Although Chen Wenhao admired Ye Xingchen, he was still a bit arrogant. He wanted to become Ye Xingchen's apprentice but couldn't bring himself to do it.
If Ye Xingchen were to offer to take him as a disciple, he would probably agree without hesitation.
"You're overthinking it." Ye Xingchen glanced at him. "Your aptitude is too poor. You're destined not to master any advanced martial arts. Just be an ordinary person."
"But, but you just said I'm a promising talent." Chen Wenhao was dumbfounded. He had been a bit presumptuous. When Ye Xingchen said I was a promising talent, didn't he mean I had amazing aptitude?
"I would say your methods and scheming are impressive," Ye Xingchen said. "You'll definitely become very cunning in the future. This kind of person isn't suited for charging into battle; he's better suited to being a cunning old fox."
"Alright," Chen Wenhao said sheepishly, "I thought I was so talented. Alas, what a pity. I also wanted to be like you, able to kill people with a mere flick of the wrist, making them die without them even realizing it."
"When you truly possess that kind of power, that's when the real danger begins," Ye Xingchen sighed.
"Why?" Chen Wenhao was even more confused: "If I really had that kind of power, those bastards from the Cool Car Gang would dare to touch me and see what happens."
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