“Brat, my big brother is on his way here. I’ll give you one more chance. Release me immediately, then kneel and apologize to me. Perhaps I’ll spare your useless life!”
On the first floor of Jinling Gallery, Zhao Yuanliang could not hide the pride on his face when he saw that Ye Chen had returned with Wu Wenshan.
He thought Ye Chen might look a little panicky after hearing that. However, he did not expect Ye Chen to sit aside while carrying the child. He was only focusing on feeding the two children as if he did not hear him.
Bastard!
He almost passed out from the anger.
Ye Chen could ignore his words, but others could not. The entire hall was stirred when they heard that the Zhao family’s first young master was on his way.
“What? Zhao family’s first young master is coming too?”
“Tsk, that’s a tough nut to crack. I didn’t expect that he would actually come here personally. Doesn’t this mean that the Zhao family is truly enraged?”
“This matter has really blown up!”
Everyone was stunned by Zhao Yuanliang’s words!
Zhao Yuming, the head of the Zhao family in Jinling, had two sons in total. Zhao Yuanliang was the youngest one. He had been living with the Zhao family ever since he was young. He was the second-generation heir who lived up to his name. Most people were afraid of him because of the Zhao family.
As for Zhao Yuming’s eldest son, Zhao Junchen, no one in the whole of Jinling was not afraid of him, even if he was not the eldest son of the Zhao family.
It was because Zhao Junchen was the soul of the Zhao family.
Fifteen years ago, Zhao Yuming had yet to be the master of the family. His words were insignificant in the Zhao family, and he was ostracized by the main family. However, in merely three years, Zhao Yuming not only got rid of the third branch of the Zhao family, but also became the head of the family.
All the credit was on Zhao Junchen.
It was rumored that when Zhao Junchen was three years old, he was abandoned overseas because of the internal strife of the Zhao family. Everyone thought that he was dead, but unexpectedly, sixteen years later, Zhao Junchen returned safely. Not only did he have amazing martial arts skills, but he also conquered half of the Middle East at the age of sixteen. At such a young age, he subdued a group of black mercenaries who killed without blinking.
Zhao Yuming had also become the head of the Zhao family with Zhao Junchen’s help. Compared to Zhao Yuanliang, Zhao Junchen could be considered a true hero.
It could be said that in the upper-class in Jinling, no matter which family one were from, no matter how powerful one’s family background was, one had to obediently call Zhao Junchen Brother Chen in his presence.
Therefore, everyone reacted strongly hearing what Zhao Yuanliang said.
Even the Art Saint, Wu Wenshan, was no exception. He inhaled sharply before walking over to Zhao Yuanliang, “Yuanliang, this is just a small misunderstanding. Why do you have to stir things up?”
He could still plead on behalf of Ye Chen if the patriarch of the Zhao family, Zhao Yuming, came personally.
After all, Zhao Yuming’s biological father had been put behind bars back then. It was Wu Wenshan who bailed him out with a painting of his.
Wu Wenshan knew very well that everyone in the Zhao family could give way to him, but Zhao Junchen was the only exception. It was because Zhao Junchen did not grow up in the Zhao family. His family root was not as strong and he did not have much contact with Wu Wenshan.
Zhao Yuanliang smiled coldly hearing what he said, “Uncle Wu, if you were to kneel on the ground like a dead dog for half an hour after being slapped, would you think it was just a misunderstanding?”
Wu Wenshan’s lips moved slightly.
As he said that, Zhao Yuanliang glared at Ye Chen who was on the other side with extreme hatred, “Moreover, I’ve given the opportunity to that brat. He didn’t cherish it. You can’t blame me for that.”
Wu Wenshan could only look at Ye Chen, “Mr. Ye, look…”
In his opinion, Ye Chen should let go of Zhao Yuanliang now and apologize to him. Perhaps there was still some room for reconciliation.
“Brother Ye, now is not the time to fight. The Zhao family is not one that you can afford to offend. You should take a step back,” Li Yongmin was so anxious that he did not know what to say.
However, Ye Chen acted as if he did not hear him at all. He smiled in disdain after feeding Mengmeng a piece of potato chips, “The Zhao family? They might be unreachable to you guys, but to me, they’re merely something I can destroy with a stomp of foot!”
Those who knew him well knew how confident he was.
Ever since Ye Chen debuted, many experts like Yuan Bupo had died in his hands. Even the Su family, one of the wealthy families in Beijing, as well as the Shen and Lei families in Hong Kong were destroyed by him.
Even without that, he could suppress the entire Korea. What was the Zhao family in Jinling even to him?
However, no one present knew about his legend. Therefore, they immediately became stirred when they heard what he said. They thought they had heard him wrong.
“I think this guy is crazy. He’s really crazy!”
“Now that things have come to this, does he think that Master Wu would still be able to protect him? Master Wu aside, even the other wealthy families in Jinling would not be able to handle the wrath of the Zhao family.”
“Initially, I was quite fond of his paintings, but now, it seems like he’s just a proud and brainless guy!”
Countless people shook their heads and sighed as if they could see Ye Chen’s fate.
“Brother Ye, I really can’t help you now!”
Li Yongmin shook his head secretly and said disappointedly, “You’re still too young. You don’t know what it means to be from a wealthy family. Although your painting skills are good, you’re not even comparable to an ant to them.”
“If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have brought Mr. Ye here,” Cang Shuxue bit her lips and nodded in agreement. She was filled with regret.
Ye Chen’s stubbornness destroyed the last hope inside of Wu Wenshan. He sighed softly, “Mr. Ye, I neglected you earlier, so I wanted to help you, b-but you refused to listen!”
“We will have one less master painter in China!”
“Sigh, what a pity…”
At the same time, in a Bentley less than five kilometers away from Jinling Gallery, Zhao Junchen, who was dressed in casual clothes, drove at a moderate speed. Even if there were people running the red lights on the road, he would still stop the car patiently.
The girl in black sitting in the passenger seat would turn her head to size him up from time to time, and surprise would occasionally appear on her pretty face.
“Sister Ruolan, why are you staring at me? Don’t tell me you’ve fallen for me?” Zhao Junchen smiled and said as he drove.
“Pfft, who said that I like you?
The man I like is Brother Wushuang!”
The girl in black spat in annoyance before she said, “I’ve been observing you the entire way, and I noticed that you’re completely different from your younger brother, Zhao Yuanliang. You guys don’t seem like brothers!”
“Why not?” Zhao Junchen continued smiling.
The girl in black pursed her lips, “Your brother, Zhao Yuanliang, is a lawless playboy. As for you, his biological brother who is from the same mother as him and also a member of the Zhao family, you don’t have the bad characteristics of a son from a wealthy family at all.”