Chapter 130: Relying on Whom?

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Ye Fei furrowed his brow slightly. Business was not like the martial arts world; the former was complex and intertwined. Even if one person died on the spot, hundreds were waiting to take his place. But in the martial arts realm, when someone died, it meant their era truly ended—it was not something easily replaced by just anyone. Situ Feng was clearly intent on making a move against the Eternal Group. If the Chen family didn’t intervene, this situation would never be resolved. However, since both uncle and nephew had been expelled from the family and held no standing within it, it was better to first investigate within the Chen household to find out who had set this poisonous trap. The car stopped in front of their home, a small villa located in the suburbs of Hang City—this was not the place they had visited last time. Indeed, no matter how fallen a wealthy person might be, they were still better off than ordinary people. An elderly man dressed in a Zhongshan suit walked calmly up to Ye Fei and smiled slightly. “Welcome, Mr. Ye. Our master has been waiting for you.” Ye Fei felt quite at ease; it was his first time standing before such a high-end villa, being invited inside without any hint of disdain was rather pleasant. “By the way, the stone lion at your gate looks quite unique,” Ye Fei remarked, immediately noticing the stone carving at the entrance. It was not an ordinary stone lion but a polished Hundun—a legendary ferocious beast. Chen Yu draped her slender arm over the Hundun, as pale and smooth as a piece of white jade. “This was given by a wise master,” she explained. “It’s said to ward off evil and bring health and peace to our family.” In this day and age, who still believed in such things? Yet, the wealthier one was, the more they believed in superstition, always worried they wouldn’t spend their fortune in their lifetime. “Sister, this isn’t a lucky charm. You should just get rid of it!” The butler’s face suddenly changed. This was a divine beast the master had purchased at great expense; how could Ye Fei casually suggest discarding it? “No! This is a divine beast blessed with talismans by a sage; there’s no need to throw it away.” The butler’s tone carried some resentment—though beloved by the family, he could not tolerate Ye Fei’s attitude. Ye Fei shrugged indifferently. “If that’s the case, leave it be. Looks like the poison in your family is destined to be passed down through generations.” Upon hearing such a curse, the butler’s expression darkened. Never before had he heard such venomous words about the Chen family, and he immediately grew angry.

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“Even if you are a guest invited by our master, those words are too much! Don’t you know respect is a virtue? Moreover, these talismans were written by Master Guang Linyuan himself. How dare you call them fake?” The butler’s sparse mustache trembled as he spoke; he was genuinely upset. Ye Fei noticed his quivering upper lip and awkwardly pointed to the Hundun beside them. “This thing really is a Hundun, an ancient divine beast. It has no power to ward off evil but might actually attract it. If you don’t believe me, just look it up online and see if it’s not a ferocious beast.” The butler pulled out his old mobile phone and stared at it for a long time, unsure how to search for it. Ye Fei finally couldn’t hold back and took out his smartphone to look it up on Baidu, handing it to the butler. “See? There’s clear information right here.” The screen showed detailed records about the Hundun. The butler froze in place, slightly bowing as if to apologize, but the words never came out. What he had believed in so deeply wouldn’t allow him to yield to Ye Fei. Guang Linyuan’s temple was renowned both in Hang City and North Huabei Province and was a constant beneficiary of the Chen family’s patronage. Therefore, the butler was utterly devoted to the belief that this was the best place to make wishes. Ye Fei gently patted the butler’s shoulder. “It’s alright, I forgive your ignorance. Take me to see the Second Master.” This guy—why did he feel so familiar so quickly? The butler’s brief goodwill vanished without a trace; his brows knitted into a tight knot as he turned and strode proudly ahead, leading Ye Fei to the Second Master’s room. The furnishings were simple: a bed, a chair, and a small bookshelf. Ye Fei glanced around and asked, “Should I just sit on the bed?” Chen Yu chuckled softly; Ye Fei’s stunned expression was quite endearing. She pressed a button by the door, and suddenly, a hidden door opened in the floor of the otherwise empty room. Within seconds, chairs and a sofa emerged from the floor. Ye Fei was stunned by the spectacle before him. Apparently, being wealthy really did allow one to do as they pleased.

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“High-tech, huh! Second Master, by the way, has there been any news from Situ Feng’s side? It’s been too quiet lately. That old fox must be plotting something nasty,” Ye Fei said, reclining on the sofa with a carefree, rebellious air. The butler looked down on Ye Fei’s behavior and even wanted to scold him, but seeing how respectful he was toward the Second Master, he decided against it. “Of course. Situ Feng is the only one among us I still respect, but I never expected his final transformation. It is said his son’s limbs were crippled by someone—self-inflicted punishment, I suppose. But Situ Feng doesn’t care about blood ties; I thought he would rein himself in after this, but instead, he has become more ruthless!” After speaking, Second Master Chen sighed deeply. His body had only recently recovered, and speaking so much at once caused beads of sweat to form on his brow. Ye Fei shrugged, somewhat speechless. “It doesn’t matter. No matter how ruthless he becomes, he wouldn’t destroy my senior sister’s company overnight, right?” Second Master Chen picked up a handkerchief and gently wiped his forehead, helplessly saying, “Mr. Ye, things are more complicated than you think. Do you remember the Gao family in Hang City?” “Of course. That reckless young master—what about him?” “I told you before, the Gao family is one of the four great clans in Hang City. Though they are no longer as powerful as your senior sister’s family, if they ally with Situ Feng, things get tricky.” After speaking, Second Master Chen looked up at the ceiling, as if searching for answers there. Ye Fei thought back carefully. When Sun Shiyun had come to him, she said the Gao family wanted all of the Sun family’s assets to expand. It seemed their “expansion” was true—they intended to use their family influence to support Situ Feng’s advance and seize control of Hang City’s commercial market. However, every advantage came with drawbacks. That cunning old fox, Situ Feng, wouldn’t let anyone lead him by the nose; he must have extracted considerable benefits from the Gao family. “Second Master, has there been any personnel changes in the Gao family recently?”