The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign-Chapter 211 - 207: Guarantee to Complete the Task!

Help?

Facing Qin Fan’s deep gaze and hearing that single word, Ye Congjun did not hesitate for a moment. "Mr. Qin, please speak freely. As long as this old body is capable, I will go through fire and water for you!"

With that statement, Ye Congjun was making a gamble. Believing that Qin Fan wanted to slaughter the Qin family, this promise was truly putting everything on the line. If Qin Fan really did draw out Hua Xiaotian only to be defeated, it would mean the end for the Ye Family. But as things stood, he had no other choice.

Refuse Qin Fan? Offend him? He did not have the courage for that.

"Go through fire and water? Ha! Calm down, don’t be so nervous. I’m not asking you to be my pawn, nor do I need your Ye Family to flatten the Qin family for me," Qin Fan said with a leisurely shake of his head and a chuckle. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

"Then what do you mean, Mr. Qin?" Ye Congjun asked quickly, having just breathed a secret sigh of relief.

"First, help me deliver something to the higher-ups," Qin Fan said, pulling a thick stack of documents from the black bag he carried. He placed them on the table and tapped his finger on them. "Second, by any means necessary, I need to see the effects of these documents at that wretched old hag’s birthday banquet in three days. You should understand."

Deliver them to the higher-ups? Make them take effect at the old hag’s birthday banquet? What does this mean?

"Lord Qin, what is this?" Ye Jizu asked, his brow deeply furrowed in confusion.

"You’ll know once you’ve looked at it. Elder Ye, I know what you’re capable of. If you can’t even handle this with such irrefutable evidence, then I’ll be truly disappointed," Qin Fan said with a smile.

Before seeing the documents, Ye Congjun knew he had no right to speak, much less make any guarantees. He glanced nervously at Qin Fan, then pursed his lips without replying and quickly picked up the stack of papers from the table.

It was a stack of several dozen A4-sized pages. They read for nearly an hour. During that time, Qin Fan leisurely brewed and savored his Kung Fu tea, never uttering a word to interrupt their intense concentration.

An hour later, Ye Jizu put down the papers. "L-Lord Qin... where... where did you get these?" he stammered, his voice trembling with absolute terror.

"You don’t need to worry about that." Not answering Ye Jizu directly, Qin Fan turned to Ye Congjun with a light chuckle. "You’ve read the documents. Elder Ye, tell me, can you do what I asked?"

"The Qin family’s fate is sealed!" was Ye Congjun’s reply. He gave a bitter, sympathetic smile and continued, "Mr. Qin, I assure you, with these documents, there will be no place left for the Qin family in Huaxia. In three days, the Qin family will shock Lingnan, the rest of Huaxia, and even the entire world!"

"Very good. No matter how you do it, it can’t be too early or too late. This show must go on at the birthday banquet in three days. Consider this grand gift my birthday present to that vile old hag!"

Qin Fan’s seemingly harmless, flippant smile made the Ye father and son shiver uncontrollably. A birthday present? This gift is enough to uproot the entire Qin family! But how on earth did Qin Fan get these documents? And what other immense power lies behind his Transformation Realm strength?

A chill ran down Ye Congjun’s spine. If Qin Fan could obtain all this on the Qin family without anyone noticing, what if he decided to target our Ye Family? The father and son exchanged a knowing look, daring not to think any further.

"I guarantee the mission will be accomplished!" Ye Congjun declared, his voice trembling as he uttered a military pledge he had not made in years.

"Death would be a relief for those scum. A life worse than death, where they never see the light of day, is the punishment they truly deserve. Elder Ye—don’t let me down." Qin Fan’s smile vanished, his face turning cold and stern. After speaking, he stood up.

Without any further pleasantries, he left the stack of documents that would decide the Qin family’s fate and walked out casually with his hands clasped behind his back.

"Mr. Qin, let me see you out!" Ye Congjun called out, a step behind.

He shot Ye Jizu a look, and his son immediately began gathering the documents with trembling hands. Meanwhile, Ye Congjun hurried after Qin Fan to see him out—an undeniable display of his stance.

At the entrance of the Ye family mansion, Qin Fan suddenly stopped. With his back to Ye Congjun, he spoke faintly, "Don’t let me down."

The Ye family banner? The pinnacle? This short sentence made Ye Congjun’s heart race, and the muscles on his old face began to twitch uncontrollably.

"Thank you, Lord Qin!" If calling him ’Lord Qin’ before had felt like a reluctant necessity that violated generational hierarchy, this time, the words came from the bottom of his heart. After hearing Qin Fan’s implication, Ye Congjun could no longer bring himself to use the simple address ’Mr. Qin.’ In this moment, Qin Fan was no longer a teenager in his eyes; he did not seem like a young man at all. His every word and action made him seem like an ancient demon who had lived through the vicissitudes of time.

"Alright, that’s far enough. Go back," Qin Fan said with a light chuckle, waving his hand.

"Yes, Lord Qin!" With that, Ye Congjun watched until Qin Fan disappeared from sight before turning back.

Walking down the old street at night, Qin Fan’s heart was as still as water. He felt no particular thrill about his impending revenge against the Qin family.

Tomorrow is the college entrance exam. Yinuo, are you asleep? Are you nervous? I have ten thousand ways to meet you right now, but I don’t dare. I don’t dare defy fate’s decree. In my last life, Heaven arranged for our destinies to cross in college. I don’t have the courage to gamble against that and meet you sooner.

As a warm summer breeze brushed past, Qin Fan shoved his hands in his pockets, shrugged, and gazed up at the stars in the southwest, murmuring to himself. A smile appeared on his face—one filled with happiness and longing.

No one would have imagined that this Lord Qin—who was dismissive of the Ye family’s young miss, uninterested in the goddess-like Miss Ji, and utterly indifferent to Xu Jiayi, daughter of the provincial department’s deputy chief—was at this very moment thinking about an ordinary girl from an ordinary family.

Gazing at the stars, Qin Fan seemed to see Jiang Yino’s face, her smile so bright it could melt his very soul. He grinned like a child and whispered again, Yinuo, wait for me. It will be soon, very soon! In this life, you won’t have to be the one protecting me. I will make you the most dazzling and happiest woman in the world!

After his quiet murmur, Qin Fan slowly lowered his head. Countless times, he had thought of going to see Jiang Yino, or at the very least, dialing the phone number already engraved in his memory. But each time he picked up his phone, he gave up in turmoil. He did not believe in fate, yet he cared for Jiang Yino so immensely that he became a coward when it came to her. He chose to follow the destiny arranged by Heaven in his previous life, terrified that any premature interference might alter the trajectory of their unforgettable, soul-deep love.

Wait for me... wait for me...

Amidst these happy murmurs, his shadow stretched longer and longer under the streetlight.