The butler thought this was some descendant of the Zhao Family driving up, which had happened before. As the butler for decades, everyone in the Zhao household knew him; even the sons and daughters of Old Master Zhao would respectfully call him Uncle Second rather than just "butler." So he assumed a gesture would make the car stop, but Li Yifei didn’t even give this person a glance.

Inside the car, Li Yifei frowned slightly because he did know the butler. In fact, the Li family’s collected information showed that this unassuming old man was indeed the Zhao Family’s butler. Although he had a different surname, he held a high position in the Zhao Family. His real name was Song Tianyang, an orphan taken in by monks and raised. After growing up, he left his master to roam society. When he was found, he only had a paper slip indicating his surname was Song, hence the name Tianyang. It was miraculous that he survived in the wild with wolves and jackals for so long.

Of course, that wasn’t important. What was important was why the old man was out at the door on a rainy day.

The other two people in the car didn’t know the old man, but Zhao Xianmin recognized Song Tianyang. When he saw the old man, his eyes widened—not out of excitement but fear. The old man had practiced martial arts since childhood and was among the rare experts of the Zhao Family, inferior only to the First and Second Elders. More crucially, this butler was extremely ruthless, killing without blinking. In the early years, he followed Old Master Zhao in rampaging across the land...

The car didn’t stop, and the butler’s eyes showed anger. Holding an umbrella with one hand, he ran through the rain and caught up with Li Yifei’s car, intending to punch the window and grab the door. However, when he went to reach out, Li Yifei suddenly sharply turned the steering wheel, swerving the car to avoid Song Tianyang’s hand, nearly crushing his foot.

Nearby, the Zhao Family people rushed over, intending to protect Old Master Zhao. Of course, Old Master Zhao wasn’t startled. He twisted his body, looking at the car, with a sudden inexplicable feeling in his heart. Just like the moment he saw the heavy rain moments ago, standing at the door and recalling the past, during the confrontation with the Qing Gang, if not for the butler—and his own skill—he might have been killed back then. On that day, several cars had rushed in...

Today, though only one car, the car’s heavy black aura made people feel oppressed. Old Master Zhao also wondered what kind of person would emerge from it.

The car came to a steady stop, the headlights went out, and the butler walked briskly over. Before he could yank open the door, Li Yifei already pushed it open, stepping out with one leg, his body leaning forward without an umbrella, and no umbrella in the car either, but the pouring rain didn’t fall on him.

Boom! Many Zhao Family people across the way were dumbfounded. Some felt the man looked familiar; others noticed that the raindrops didn’t touch him. Was the one who came a martial expert? What kind of realm allowed rain not to fall on one’s body? But the newcomer seemed so young.

The butler paused. He too could manage without an umbrella, but still used one out of habit—it’s customary to carry an umbrella on a rainy day. However, Li Yifei stood umbrella-less, the raindrops not pouring on him, seeming as if it just so happened that no rain fell there.

Was this possible? Of course, but it was extremely rare, and couldn’t stay continuously dry. Yet Li Yifei truly remained untouched by the rain.

The butler looked at Li Yifei, suddenly remembering who he was. As the butler for the Zhao Family, he naturally knew Li Yifei and some of his stories, but hadn’t expected Li Yifei to appear at the Zhao Family’s gate, daring to come alone.

Old Master Zhao was likewise fixated on Li Yifei, and recognized him, smiling as if time cycled back to that day when the Qing Gang stormed in, and today... Li Yifei, the Li Family Head from thousands of miles away, drove straight into the Zhao estate alone. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

"Li Yifei?" The butler frowned.

Li Yifei glanced around, recognizing Old Master Zhao as well. The old man had distinctive features: black hair but plenty of facial wrinkles. Though a martial expert or even a grandmaster, his aged appearance puzzled people.

The greatest boss of the Zhao Family at the door—what was this about? Coming to meet him? This baffled Li Yifei, who naturally didn’t know Old Master Zhao was just whimsically out for a rainy stroll, and Li Yifei happened to arrive.

The butler, hearing no response from Li Yifei, was displeased, stepping sideways into Li Yifei’s path, saying, "I’m speaking to you."

"Your master is there. Do you have a place to speak?" Li Yifei said casually.

His voice wasn’t loud, but everyone clearly heard it—even amid the thunderous rain, it carried distinctly, showing Li Yifei must be a martial expert.

The butler furrowed his brow severely. Uncertain of Li Yifei’s intentions, he might have struck by now; someone dared trespass at their doorstep. Sparing him wouldn’t suit someone nicknamed Furious Vajra—a name attributed to the butler for his temper and formidable prowess, killing without hesitation.

"Li Family Head Li Yifei of Ning Province—didn’t expect you to look younger than in photos!" Old Master Zhao spoke, his voice also not loud yet traveling far, indicating great power, despite his elderly appearance.

Li Yifei chuckled and said, "Master Zhao, you look much older than in the photos! Why not get a beauty treatment? That saggy skin isn’t a good look!"

"You impudent rascal!" The butler was instantly enraged, shouting as he prepared to strike Li Yifei.

"No need to rush!" Li Yifei’s expression didn’t change, saying, "Aren’t you curious why I came?"

The butler froze, his face cold as he said, "Li Yifei, behaving arrogantly in Ning Province is one thing, but daring to strut in Southern Sky Province—without an explanation today, I guarantee you won’t leave!"

"What, old man, do you still want to kill me?" Li Yifei raised his chin and squinted at the other person.

The butler immediately said, "If you don’t believe me, you can try."

Li Yifei shook his head, appearing somewhat disappointed, and said, "I didn’t expect the legendary Furious Vajra to behave like this, already at this age, yet so impatient!"

"Kid, your lip service is useless, this old man won’t fall for it!" The butler said, holding back his anger.

At this moment, Old Master Zhao was also unperturbed, even looking curiously at Li Yifei. After the butler finished speaking, Old Master Zhao said, "Clan leader Li, coming to the Zhao Family in such heavy rain, it seems to be a serious matter."

"It might not be a big deal to me, but perhaps it’s a big matter for the Zhao Family!" Li Yifei laughed.

"Oh? What is it?" Old Master Zhao asked.

Li Yifei raised an eyebrow and said, "You should be prepared for it!"

At this moment, Zhao Family people also gathered around, surrounding Li Yifei in the middle, while some stood beside Old Master Zhao, in a protective stance.

Li Yifei walked to the back seat, opened the car door, and with one hand pulled someone out, shook his wrist, and threw him to the ground, splashing rainwater everywhere. However, the one thrown was Ye Liangchen, so although the Zhao Family was surprised, they didn’t react much but were still guessing what Li Yifei was going to do.

Old Master Zhao quietly furrowed his brows, seemingly already anticipating what Li Yifei was there to do.

Seconds later, Li Yifei grabbed the second person. This time he didn’t rush to throw him out but held him while walking out, closing the car door, and only letting go of him a few meters in front of Old Master Zhao.

Thud, rain splattered everywhere, even onto Old Master Zhao’s shoes, with everyone’s gaze focusing on the second person thrown by Li Yifei.

Old Master Zhao had a great memory, and within a few seconds recognized this man with a bruised face as Zhao Xianmin.

"You!" Old Master Zhao couldn’t help but become angry. He had just thought Li Yifei was here to stir up trouble, but didn’t expect him to actually capture a Zhao Family member and beat him like this! This was too audacious, and at that moment, Old Master Zhao also wanted to kill Li Yifei to make sure he never returned.

Some of the Zhao Family also recognized Zhao Xianmin, called out his name, and Zhao Xianmin, head pressed against the rainwater, shed tears of humiliation. Once this matter occurred, even if resolved later, he was likely to be expelled from the Zhao Family.

The butler walked over briskly, reaching out to grab Li Yifei, saying, "Li Yifei, you’re wicked, daring to lay hands on Zhao Family members, you really deserve to die!"

Li Yifei had his back to the butler but seemed to have eyes at his back, dodged the butler’s grasp with a sway, turned coldly to look at him, and said, "Old man, aren’t you going to ask why this Zhao Family member ended up like this? I’m not like Zhao Family people, bullying others at will!"

The butler was puzzled by Li Yifei’s words, thinking about their meaning, when Old Master Zhao spoke up, his voice somewhat hoarse. But for the Zhao Family members, this voice meant Old Master Zhao was extremely angry, while Zhao Xianmin lying motionless on the ground wished he could die immediately.

With a wave of his hand, Zhao Xianmin’s acupuncture points were released, allowing him to move. Despite the body’s pain, Zhao Xianmin didn’t know where he got the strength, suddenly flipped over, knelt on the ground, kowtowing with a crying voice, "Grandfather, I was wrong, I was wrong!"

"Speak, what happened exactly?" Old Master Zhao said sternly.

Li Yifei didn’t rush to speak but provocatively glanced at the butler. Just by the butler’s move, Li Yifei knew he wasn’t his match, not even a rival. Li Yifei could solve the butler in less than ten moves, well, ten moves or so.

And for him to solve Li Yifei... unless Li Yifei sought his own demise, it was absolutely impossible to lose.

"Speak!" Old Master Zhao shouted, with Zhao Xianmin kneeling and kowtowing on the ground trembling more, but after this shout, he had no choice but to lift his head and explain the situation.