The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign-Chapter 218 - 214: Bringing the Coffin to Congratulate!

The death of a Qin family relative seemed to signal that Qin Fan was done pretending and ready for revenge. The entirety of Jiangzhou City could sense an ominous storm brewing.

However, out of respect for Old Madam Qin's birthday banquet, the storm lurking beneath the surface remained deceptively calm.

The cries of surprise and shock from various magnates gradually subsided with the morning light. After all, on the day of Old Madam Qin's grand birthday, none of the well-wishers wanted to bring up a matter that the matriarch clearly knew nothing about.

The summer sun was scorching after nine o'clock. Yet, in the bustling Qin family mansion, which was already crowded with guests, smiles adorned the faces of everyone, from the arriving dignitaries to the welcoming Qin family members. Within a short span of two or three hours, the estate had gathered countless powerful and prestigious individuals.

From the military, political, and business spheres, many renowned figures were present. Even Ye Jizong, the second young master of the Ye Family and the acting Governor of HN, made an appearance to offer a celebratory gift out of basic etiquette.

Amid the grand birthday celebration, it seemed everyone had forgotten that just ten hours prior, a Qin family relative had been killed by Qin Fan at the foot of Yandang Mountain.

"Masters, today is my mother's grand birthday, and I fear someone might come to cause trouble. I hope you can ensure the Qin family's safety!" Inside the main hall of the Qin mansion, four experts from the Martial Arts World were gathered. Qin Jun stood beside them, bowing deeply.

"Rest assured, Mr. Qin," a Dark Energy master at the Great Success stage said, shaking his head with a wild, arrogant demeanor. "Since we are here, we will not allow any accidents to occur. You can go about your business."

If Qin Fan were present, he would have recognized these men instantly.

These martial artists who had come to protect the Qin family were the very same ones who had appeared at the Jiu Long Tea House. They were the same Dark Energy martial artists who had been so thoroughly beaten by Lan Tianchun that they began to doubt their own existence.

"Excellent! I will leave it in your capable hands, Masters. There are still many guests to entertain, so I must take my leave," Qin Jun said, bowing once more.

"Go on, attend to your duties," the martial artists replied indifferently with a wave of their hands.

After Qin Jun departed, the four Dark Energy martial artists did not remain seated. They also stood up and began to walk outside. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

As time passed, the sounds of laughter and hollow pleasantries grew more intense. But beneath the smiles, a palpable tension lingered in the air.

Will he show up? Will Qin Fan, the man who crushed a Qin relative to death before dawn, actually appear? Will he choose today, at this very moment, to raise the curtain on his revenge?

No one knew for sure, not even the members of the Qin family, with the sole exception of the Old Madam herself.

In their eyes, Qin Fan was now a complete and utter madman. It wouldn't be strange for him to do anything.

「At the same time.」

Qin Chu and his wife, along with Ye Jizu and Ma Yunbin, were waiting for the auspicious moment for a ribbon-cutting ceremony.

Following Qin Fan's instructions to keep things low-key, the ceremony had few high-profile guests.

But Qin Fan, the developer of Spirit Water No. 1 and Spirit Fruit No.1, was not at the Time Building. Instead, he had appeared at a coffin shop in the suburbs.

Pay, collect, load the van, and leave. The entire exchange took less than ten minutes.

Watching the old van drive away, the coffin shop owner was completely dumbfounded.

A young man picking up a coffin with a beaming smile? This… this was just too damn bizarre!

Leaving the coffin shop, the old van drove onto the ring road, speeding toward the Qin family mansion.

Behind the wheel, the smile on Qin Fan's face had long vanished, replaced by a chilling severity.

Staring at the sinister coffin in the rearview mirror, his normally unflappable eyes couldn't suppress a rising frenzy of hatred.

He could never forget that Old Madam Qin had his grandmother killed. He could never forget how the entire Qin family had humiliated his parents. And he could never, ever forget how he had suffered through those years in his past life. A tragic past with a list of grievances too long to count—all thanks to the Qin family!

"Let everything end with this coffin!" Qin Fan muttered coldly, clenching his teeth as he slammed his foot down on the accelerator.

Just as he muttered these words, the mobile phone beside him suddenly rang.

Seeing it was a call from Ye Congjun, Qin Fan quickly answered.

"Elder Ye!" Qin Fan said, his voice slightly rushed.

"Young friend Qin, the authorities have entered Jiangzhou. They will arrive at the Qin family's residence in half an hour to make the arrests. Is there anything else you need from me?" Ye Congjun's voice carried a hint of melancholy.

No matter how one looked at it, the Qin family, which had been rooted in Jiangzhou for so many years, was about to fall. As an old man who had witnessed the countless ups and downs of life, it was inevitable that he felt a pang of sorrow for a fallen peer.

But sorrow was merely sorrow; he felt no sympathy or pity.

Whether it was love or hate, everything in this world ultimately came down to the cycle of cause and effect. The Qin family had brought this entirely upon themselves.

They deserved death and more.

He still vividly remembered when those documents were presented to the higher-ups in the decision-making bureau. Several of the leaders had slammed their tables and cursed furiously. While no family at that level was completely clean, the things the Qin family had done in secret over the years were simply too excessive. Even without Qin Fan's involvement, their downfall was not unjust.

Amidst this, an undeniable sense of relief also emerged.

If… if the Qin family hadn't expelled Qin Fan and his family back then… if they had treated them well, what heights could the Qin family have reached?

Ye Congjun couldn't picture it, but he knew that if things had been different, the Ye Family could only have looked on with envy—envy that the Qin family had a son like Qin Fan.

"No need, Elder Ye. Thank you," Qin Fan said with a faint smile.

"Alright then, I won't disturb you any longer, young friend Qin. If you need anything, just say the word. The Ye Family will not hesitate to help," Ye Congjun said.

"Mhm."

Qin Fan ended the call.

Half an hour, huh? That's enough time to land a heavy blow on the Qin family before those people arrive.

The corner of his mouth twitched into a cold, sinister smile.

He pressed his foot down harder on the accelerator, ignoring the speed limit signs. Amid the gasps of onlookers, the van carrying the coffin sped toward the Qin family mansion.

A few minutes later, a piercing SCREECH tore through the air as the van came to an abrupt stop, leaving a deep black skid mark outside the mansion gates.

"Who are you? What are you doing? You can't park here!"

Before Qin Fan could get out, several security guards stationed there by Qin Jun rushed over, banging on the window.

With a cold snort, Qin Fan shoved the van door open, knocking the guard beside it to the ground.

"GET LOST!"

His deep, menacing voice boomed. Uninterested in these small fries, Qin Fan walked to the back of the van and opened the rear doors.

He reached in, grabbed the coffin, and with a great heave, dragged it out with a loud SCRAPE. As it came free, he quickly slid his other hand underneath to support its center and effortlessly lifted it onto his shoulder.

Under the sunlight, the crimson coffin was ominously chilling.

On this day, Old Madam Qin held a birthday banquet.

On this day, Qin Fan arrived with a coffin as a congratulatory gift.