C9 Provocation

Ye Fann knew the head of the Huang family wouldn't let Wang Ying call the shots and force him to divorce Xinying. So, when he arrived with Wang Ying, he was full of confidence. But the moment he saw a certain someone, he went silent and slipped away quietly.

He wasn't afraid of the Eight-Armed King, even though he had once suffered a setback under him three years ago. In terms of strength, he didn't even consider the Eight-Armed King's mentors a threat. Yet, in this world, everything has its counter, and there was someone who terrified him to his core.

Huang Xiaoshan, the little devil, was back. And still with the Huang family... Wait, the Huang family? Huang Xiaoshan, Huang family, Huang Xinying? So, that's how he got into the Huang family two years ago? Turns out he fell right into that little devil's trap.

Ye Fann was standing at the entrance of the Huang mansion, lost in thought, when suddenly the voice of the head of security broke through.

"Get out of here! What family member of Yang Min? Look closely, that person is the real family member of Ms. Yang Min!"

Ye Fann suddenly felt someone staring at him. He turned to look. At the entrance, the head of security and Bi Wenfeng were both staring at him intently.

Bi Wenfeng, eyes wide with shock, snapped back to reality and looked at the head of security. "What did you say? He's Yang Min's family? Then, who the heck am I?"

"How should I know what you are? Anyway, Ms. Yang Min personally walked in with him not long ago, so stop trying to stir up trouble here and move along!"

Bi Wenfeng was stunned. Was Yang Min really walking in with Ye Fann? How... how could that be?

Sensing trouble, Ye Fann quickly turned to make a break for it, but suddenly, Wang Ying's voice boomed from inside: "Ye Fann, where do you think you're going? Get in here!"

From a distance, Ye Fann could see Huang Xiaoshan trailing behind Wang Ying and Huang Shihao, mischievously winking at him with a wicked glint in her eyes.

Run, just run!

Without a second thought, Ye Fann bolted, only to crash into a woman who had just stepped out of a car. He ended up knocking her over, landing right on top of her in front of everyone.

Huang Shasha, the esteemed eldest granddaughter of the Huang family, had never experienced anything like this. To be pinned down by a man in public, with his hand in such an inappropriate place, was unthinkable.

After a brief moment of shock, Huang Shasha gritted her teeth and slapped Ye Fann across the face, screaming, "Get off me!"

Around them, several of Huang Shasha's bodyguards rushed forward, pinning Ye Fann down and giving him a thorough beating.

But then, all the bodyguards were suddenly on the ground, leaving only Ye Fann standing.

Everyone was dumbfounded, shocked.

Yet Ye Fann felt nothing but the urgent need to escape, to get as far away from that little troublemaker as possible.

"Master, if you dare run, I'll post your nudes online." A voice echoed in Ye Fann's mind.

Instantly, Ye Fann froze, clenching his fists and gritting his teeth as he looked up at Xiaoshan.

Xiaoshan waved to the bodyguards at the door. "What are you standing around for? Hurry up and catch the creep who harassed my sister!"

In no time, the bodyguards at the door swarmed in, capturing Ye Fann and dragging him into the mansion under Shasha's embarrassed and angry gaze, locking him in the basement to await his fate.

Ye Fann wasn't surprised by this outcome; he had experienced the little devil's tricks before.

He remained locked up until evening. Once the party ended and the guests left, someone came to escort Ye Fann to the head of the Huang family.

The main branch of the Huang family and nineteen other branches were present, with all the key figures gathered.

The patriarch sat in the center, flanked by his two most favored granddaughters, Shasha and Xiaoshan.

"Kneel!" someone barked, kicking at Ye Fann's knees.

To everyone's shock, Ye Fann didn't budge, and the person who kicked him stumbled back a few steps, leaving the crowd astonished and exchanging glances.

The old man nodded with a slight smile, intrigued. It seemed this young man's internal injuries had nearly healed.

"How dare you!" Another person stepped forward, aiming a kick at Ye Fann's knee. "Who do you think you are, acting tough in front of the old man?"

"Stop!" The old man raised his hand, signaling the person to step back, then gestured to Ye Fann. "Come here."

Ye Fann walked over to the old man at a steady pace.

"You too," the old man called to Shihao.

Shihao, looking tense, hurried forward.

"Shihao, I hear you're not satisfied with the son-in-law I chose for you?"

"No... no, sir, I..."

"What do you mean, no?" Wang Ying immediately jumped in, spitting words in anger. "We need to clear this up today. What makes Ye Fann worthy of joining our family?"

The old man remained silent.

Nearby, Shasha calmly remarked, "Grandpa is speaking with family. Outsiders should step aside."

Wang Ying's face turned pale, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, she tried to argue, "I..."

A long whip suddenly lashed out from Xiaoshan's hand.

With a scream, Wang Ying was struck, sent flying into a pillar, and knocked unconscious with blood streaming from her head.

"Grandpa, I've only been gone a few years, and you've aged so much. Since when do outsiders get to meddle in our family affairs?" Xiaoshan's calm words sent a chill down everyone's spine.

Outsiders, in today's Huang family, anyone below the old man, except for the line of Shasha and Xiaoshan, is probably considered an outsider.

The old man coughed lightly, not even glancing at Wang Ying, Shihao, or Ye Fann. "If there's nothing else, you should leave."

"Yes..." Shihao responded quickly, trembling slightly.

"If I don't call for you in the future, don't come," the old man added.

Shihao's heart sank, his eyes dimmed as he sighed inwardly. "Yes, I will definitely follow your guidance."

Everyone around cast mocking glances at Shihao.

The direct line and the nineteen collateral lines—Shihao, being the nineteenth, might be removed from the Huang family in a few years.

A hopeless case, a waste is always a waste, just like his useless son-in-law.

Under the scornful gazes, Ye Fann and Shihao helped Wang Ying up and walked out, bearing immense pressure.

It was as if they were being kicked out of the house like unwanted dogs.

As they headed out, Ye Fann encountered Yang Min and Bi Wenfeng, who were being led in by the Huang family.

Bi Wenfeng blocked Ye Fann's path, eyes full of provocation. This was the Huang family, the true elite of Lin City, and he didn't believe Ye Fann would dare make a move here.

Even more, he wanted Ye Fann to make a move right there. Because if that happened, Ye Fann's fate would be a hundred, even a thousand times worse than his own.

"Xinying, I've got her wrapped around my finger," Bi Wenfeng whispered in Ye Fann's ear, taunting him in a voice only the two of them could hear. "I made her my mistress. I pay, she gives herself willingly. How's that?"

"And if you've got any guts, don't spend the money she earned from me," he added, his eyes filled with a smug, cold smile.

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