The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign-Chapter 110 - 107: Are You Threatening Me?

Looking at Qin Fan’s unmoved demeanor, Zhou Yitian was taken aback for a moment. He could understand if Qin Fan didn’t know what the name "Zhou Yitian" represented. After all, he was a pariah cast out by the Qin Family, a cowardly good-for-nothing who was the laughingstock of Jiangzhou’s high society.

But he’s indifferent even to the fact that I’m Ji Yuchen’s father? Has this cast-off from the Qin Family, who has already hit rock bottom, abandoned even the most basic etiquette? 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Zhou Yitian let out a cold laugh. Deep down, his disgust and contempt for Qin Fan intensified. He couldn’t be bothered with idle chatter and cut straight to the point. "I don’t know what you’re up to, and I don’t care to know. But let me tell you—and you can take this as a warning—stay away from Yuchen. Keep your petty scheming hidden away. You and Yuchen are not from the same world, nor are you meant to be together. The most suitable relationship for you two is that of strangers. Do you understand?"

Hearing this, Qin Fan laughed. "Do you think I’m pursuing Ji Yuchen?"

"Whether you are is irrelevant. What’s important is that you stay far away from Yuchen. The farther, the better. Understand?" The imperious aura of a man in a superior position emanated from Zhou Yitian, pressing directly toward Qin Fan.

To this, Qin Fan simply curled his lip in a disdainful smile.

Trying to intimidate me with his presence? Isn’t that like brandishing an axe before Lu Ban the master carpenter?

But precisely because the man was Ji Yuchen’s father, Qin Fan couldn’t be bothered to engage with him. Or, more accurately, he disdained to do so. Thus, he asked leisurely, "Are you threatening me?"

"Threatening? I, Zhou Yitian, wouldn’t stoop to threatening a pariah cast out by the Qin Family! I’ve said my piece. I suggest you weigh your actions carefully!" Zhou Yitian sneered, shaking his head. He then turned around, walked back to his Mercedes, and drove through the villa’s gate.

Qin Fan licked his lips with a playful smile, not taking the matter to heart in the slightest. He waved at the approaching ride-hailing car, opened the door, and got in.

「The next day.」

In the urban village, Qin Fan, who was still fast asleep, was suddenly jolted awake by the shrill ring of his cellphone. He heaved a deep sigh, then swiped to answer. "Speak."

"Mr. Qin, my apologies, so sorry for disturbing your rest! Do you remember that little matter we discussed?" Ye Jizu asked, his voice tense with anxiety.

"Just spit it out! Don’t beat around the bush, be direct!" Qin Fan said with a displeased frown.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Qin! Lan Tianchun is coming to avenge his brother-in-law, Zhan Long! As you instructed, I already delivered a challenge for a duel at the Nine Dragons Teahouse! When... when will you be here?" Ye Jizu stammered, swallowing repeatedly.

Just mentioning the name Lan Tianchun sent an uncontrollable shiver through his heart. He had been in a state of unshakeable dread about this arranged duel from the very beginning. If Qin Fan won, it would mean Lan Tianchun’s death. With Lan Tianchun dead, could his backer, Lan Xiaosheng, possibly remain standing? Impossible! The entire Ye Family might get dragged into the aftermath! But if Lan Tianchun won, not only would Qin Fan die, but he, Ye Jizu, wouldn’t escape either! With his own life and the fate of the entire Ye Family on the line, Ye Jizu was consumed by an unprecedented sense of terror—a panic even greater than when Qin Fan had dealt with him at the Mountain and Water Manor.

"Oh, I just woke up. Go to the Nine Dragons Teahouse and wait for me. I’ll head over in a bit. Don’t worry. Knowing how people from the Martial Arts World operate, they definitely won’t give you any trouble before they kill me," Qin Fan said, then hung up without waiting for a reply.

On the other end, hearing this ambiguous response, Ye Jizu’s face went white.

What does that mean? Is he coming or not? If Qin Fan backs out and leaves me to fend for myself, how am I supposed to face Lan Tianchun?

At this thought, he began to panic, his hands trembling. For an extra layer of insurance, he gritted his teeth, pulled out his phone, and made three successive calls. Only then did he set out for the Nine Dragons Teahouse.

Inside the Nine Dragons Teahouse, where a sign announced its temporary closure, Ye Jizu strode in, leading three middle-aged men he had met along the way.

"Master Ye! Is there really no room for reconciliation with Lan Tianchun?" a middle-aged man who had reached the Great Success stage of Dark Energy asked with a frown.

"Master Fu, Zhan Long is dead! Do you think reconciliation is possible? It’s not! If there were even the slightest chance to negotiate, why would I have debased myself by asking you all to take this risk for me?" Ye Jizu said, his voice trembling, unsure how to describe the turmoil he felt.

"You’re being too serious, Master Ye! But did Zhan Long really die by your hand? There are rumors in the Martial Arts World that Lan Xiaosheng’s foolish daughter married Zhan Long, and that his cultivation soared these past few years, reaching the middle stage of Dark Energy. I wonder which expert aided you, Master Ye?" another martial artist said. He was stuck at the middle stage of Dark Energy, just a step away from Great Success.

"If there’s no chance, then there’s no chance! Master Ye, you need not worry. With me, Master Fu, and Master Zhou here, our combined strength is not insufficient to stop Lan Tianchun! Besides, at his age, his claim of being at the Dark Energy Peak is likely just an exaggeration born from rumors. Do they really think reaching the Dark Energy Peak is so cheap? And you don’t need to fear Lan Xiaosheng, either. The moment he steps into Huaxia, Hua Xiaotian will surely be the first to get restless!" huffed Master Guo, who was also a Great Success Dark Energy martial artist.

Hearing Master Guo’s seemingly rational words, Ye Jizu calmed slightly. The reason he hadn’t asked the old master to bring Wang Lu was precisely to avoid any possibility of implicating the Ye Family. That was why he had no choice but to cash in three old favors, hoping for an extra layer of protection before Qin Fan’s arrival.

But can these three really hold off Lan Tianchun? Is his Dark Energy Peak strength truly just a rumor? A huge question mark formed in Ye Jizu’s mind.

He took a sip of the Da Hong Pao tea, picked from Wuyi Mountain itself, but with his mind in turmoil, he couldn’t taste a thing.

As the morning light grew brighter, a steady set of footsteps echoed from the wooden staircase of the teahouse. THUD, THUD, THUD.

"He’s here!" Ye Jizu blurted out instinctively. The hand holding his teacup trembled uncontrollably, spilling tea onto the table.

Hearing the footsteps, it’s clearly not Qin Fan. At this critical moment, who else could it be but Lan Tianchun?

"No need to panic, Master Ye. We’re here," Master Guo said, his earlier arrogance on display as he casually swallowed a mouthful of tea.

With that, the three martial arts masters exchanged a glance and rose from their seats in unison, their gazes locked on the top of the staircase.

As the thudding footsteps drew nearer, a man appeared, walking up leisurely!

Long hair dyed with blue streaks cascaded elegantly over his shoulders. He wore his signature sportswear, predominantly blue in color.

Who else could it be but Lan Tianchun?