The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign-Chapter 247 - 243: The One with the Son Whose IQ is Worrisome! (5)

People like to show off because they have yet to meet someone who can play them for an absolute fool.

Clearly, Young Master Xi from Xiangjiang, who thought he could manipulate the entire Maoming Region, had overplayed his hand. He had tried to show off in front of the very Patriarch whom even the richest man in Xiangjiang had to greet with a deferential smile.

Not stopping Xi Fanhao's self-abuse, Ye Jizu looked down at the kneeling young master with playful amusement.

Qin Fan silently raised the corners of his mouth in a wicked smirk, swirling the red wine in his hand.

Lai Zhuge, however, sighed, shaking his head with a bitter smile.

Ten slaps.

Twenty slaps.

Thirty slaps.

After striking himself more than thirty times, Xi Fanhao couldn't take it anymore. He felt as though the searing pain was about to make his face explode.

Unable to continue, he lifted his terrified, trembling eyes to meet Ye Jizu's mocking, playful gaze, only to immediately look away.

"Why did you stop? Keep going," Ye Jizu laughed.

"Patriarch, spare my life!" Saying this for the second time, Xi Fanhao was on the verge of tears.

He was scared enough to cry.

He was scared enough to wet himself.

"Don't worry, I won't have anyone rough you up. Relax," Ye Jizu said flippantly, raising his wine glass for a sip.

"Thank you, Patriarch! Thank you!" As if granted amnesty, Xi Fanhao cried out in elation.

Little did he know that his nightmare was far from over just because his body had been spared further torment.

"A moment ago, you said your father is Xi Yussen from Xiangjiang, correct?" Ye Jizu asked, shaking his head with a teasing smile.

"Yes, that's right! My father is Xi Yussen! Patriarch, do you know my father as well?" Hearing this, Xi Fanhao felt a sudden surge of excitement, thinking the Patriarch might know his father. He quickly scrambled to his feet with a fawning smile.

Ye Jizu did not order him to kneel again.

With a slight, mischievous smile, he said, "Take a guess."

With that, he reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone.

Now certain that the Patriarch had a relationship with his father, Xi Fanhao grinned. "I guess you do. If you won't tell me, I'll just have to ask him later!"

As he spoke, he saw Ye Jizu take out his phone and grew frantic. "Patriarch, you're not going to call my dad, are you? Please, I beg you, don't tell him what happened tonight, alright?"

"I must have been blind in both my eyes and my heart! How could a scumbag with an IQ that low ever be worthy of Yunyun?" Chen Heng muttered, shaking his head in self-mockery as he took in Xi Fanhao's pathetic display.

"The playboys from Xiangjiang are all like that," Wei Qingnian chimed in from the side. "I'm telling you, if they came to live on the mainland for a year or so, I'll bet they'd be played to the point of questioning their very existence."

Faced with Xi Fanhao's staggering ignorance, Ye Jizu laughed. "Don't worry. I absolutely will not tell your father."

At that same moment, the call Ye Jizu placed was answered.

"Patriarch, it's a rare honor to get a call from you! What's the situation? Is there anything I can do for you? Just say the word, and I'll go through hell or high water!" a hearty laugh boomed from the other end of the line.

"I'm not in the mood for pleasantries. Where are you now? Xiangjiang or abroad?" Ye Jizu asked.

"Xiangjiang! I haven't left in over a month. What's wrong, did you miss me? If so, I'll head to Lingnan to see you right away!"

"Buzz off! Since you're in Xiangjiang, good. Spread the word: I, Ye Jizu, am going after Xi Yussen. Cut off all his sources of revenue. Anything that can be severed, sever it!"

"Xi Yussen? You mean the billionaire who deals in spices?" the man on the other end asked for confirmation.

"Yes. The one with the intellectually challenged son," Ye Jizu chuckled.

"That's him, then! No problem, Patriarch. I'll have someone bankrupt him!"

"Very good. I'm hanging up. Find some time to come to Jiangzhou, and I'll treat you to morning tea."

With a final laugh, Ye Jizu ended the call.

Except for Qin Fan and Lai Zhuge, who couldn't be bothered, everyone else in the club was frozen in shock.

Although they hadn't heard the other side of the conversation, Ye Jizu's words made his intentions terrifyingly clear: he was going to destroy the Xi Family, bankrupt them, and obliterate every bit of capital that allowed Xi Fanhao to act so arrogantly.

With a single phone call, Ye Jizu had decided to sever a family's financial lifeline. This move gave Wei Qingnian and Chen Heng a true taste of the formidable style of the Ye Family's Fourth Young Master, the hegemon of Lingnan.

As for Xi Fanhao, while his intelligence was certainly questionable and his time abroad had only taught him to feign culture and gentility, he wasn't so dense that he couldn't understand what was happening. If he still didn't get it after hearing Ye Jizu's words, he might as well have found a block of tofu to smash his head against.

Instantly, the delight on his face twisted into boundless terror. In the space of a single breath, his face drained of all color, turning a deathly pale.

His legs gave out, and he collapsed with a THUD. He reflexively grabbed Ye Jizu's leg and began to wail, "No, no, Patriarch! I'm begging you, please!"

With utter disgust, Ye Jizu shook him off and barked at Wei Qingnian, "Have your men throw him out, too. He's an eyesore."

"Yes, Patriarch!" Wei Qingnian quickly replied, then beckoned to his subordinates.

Two young men immediately rushed forward and hauled Xi Fanhao out. No one paid any heed to his agonizing pleas.

"The faults of an uneducated son lie with the father," Lai Zhuge suddenly remarked from the sofa, shaking his head with a bitter smile. "Looking at the parents' palace on this boy's face, it's starting to darken. That's a sign of misfortune. It's all fate, Heaven's decree. You could say it's unjust, but then again, it's not."

Hearing this, Ye Jizu turned his head and said with a laugh, "Lai Shenxiang, isn't it a waste of your vital energy to be reading the face of a little bastard like that?"

"I was just bored! Haha!" Lai Zhuge laughed heartily.

However, upon hearing the title 'Lai Shenxiang,' both Wei Qingnian and Chen Heng shivered. Their hearts pounded and their breathing hitched, their eyes widening in utter shock.

Lai Shenxiang? Lai Zhuge, the grandmaster of both Feng Shui and Face Reading? A legendary figure so revered that even a provincial Governor would have trouble securing an audience? He's here? First the Patriarch, now Lai Shenxiang... what major event is about to happen in Maoming? How did these two titans, whom one could only look up to in awe, appear here together? And who is that young man sitting in the middle of the sofa, sipping red wine with a wicked smile?

Wei Qingnian and Chen Heng grew tense, their anxiety reaching an extreme.

As their minds reeled, Chen Yunyun, who didn't fully grasp the significance of names like 'Patriarch' and 'Lai Shenxiang,' recovered from her shock and walked over to her father. "Dad, we owe everything to Young Master Qin. If it weren't for him, I would have been ruined by that scumbag tonight."

Chen Yunyun was still trembling with fear as she spoke.

Her father could only wonder. Young Master Qin? Who in God's name is this young man?

Setting down his wine glass, Qin Fan said with a faint smile, "Ye, why don't you pitch our Spirit Water No. 1 to these two bosses?"

"Yes, Lord Qin! I almost forgot we have two potential customers here, haha!" Ye Jizu laughed as he turned and grabbed two bottles of Spirit Water No. 1.

Chen Heng and Wei Qingnian couldn't quite process the talk about Spirit Water.

But Ye Jizu's respectful address of 'Lord Qin' struck them like a bolt of lightning.

A teenager whom Ye Jizu respectfully calls Lord Qin? Most importantly, this was the Lord Qin who had saved Yunyun? An unprecedented storm surged through Chen Heng's heart.