Chapter 139: Teacher, Are You Happy?

They had seen him back then in Taixi County, under the protection of that teacher! That damned bald man! He should have been killed back then!

Daci came before the crazed Pan Pingping and whispered with a smile, “You cannot seize every woman you desire. There are some women you must never touch, unless you want lives to be lost. Do you understand? What happened today was all caused by you. If there is a next life, make sure you never lay a finger on her again!”

Pan Pingping went blank. In an instant, he realized who had sent these two men.

Ye Qin!

That Ye Qin!

“Mm-mm-mm…”

The imperial translation: “I’ll give her back… I’ll give her back… I’ll return the woman to him. I’ll never dare again. Please, don’t kill me!”

“Brother Kun is very protective of his little brother. The fact that he hasn’t killed your entire family is already an act of mercy.” Daci added another sentence. Outside, she imitated Yuan Zhen and Feng Dian by calling him Brother Kun, but in front of Ye Kun, she still obediently addressed him as Teacher.

Pan Pingping was utterly dumbfounded. He stared at Daci before him in disbelief.

Ye Kun!

That Ye Kun he had encountered as a child in Taixi County! He had even seen him only a few hours ago…

Back then, he had injured him and hired someone to kill him, only to be told to wait until the opportunity arose. In the end, he had been tricked instead!

He never imagined these two people had actually been sent by Ye Kun!

How could he possibly command people this powerful? Impossible! Impossible! This couldn’t be happening!

That damned bald man! May your entire family die horribly! I’ll curse you to remain bald for the rest of your life! May every member of your family lose all their hair!

Anyone who tries to harm Brother Kun will not live long.

Having finished speaking, Daci glanced at Dong Ci. It was your turn now.

Dong Ci looked at the five people before him and said calmly, “Originally, one person would have been enough to settle this matter. Because of your hesitation, four more were added. In your next lives, do not hesitate again.”

Of the five, only Wang Yu wore an expression of longing. The other four kept crying out through their gagged mouths, their meaning obvious: they were begging for mercy.

But was Dong Ci a merciful man? The disciple of the Venerable of Ten Thousand Evils had not been accepted for nothing. He saw good and evil with perfect clarity.

Pfft!

Five clouds of blood bloomed in the air, dazzlingly lurid.

The members of the Pan family swallowed hard. In that brief instant just before, they had actually thought the two men would not dare to act. After all, they had killed the Commandant of Ankang Prefecture. The capital would certainly pursue the matter!

But from the situation before them, it was obvious that these people were not joking.

“Mother!”

Pan Gaozhi fell to his knees, supporting himself with both hands as tears the size of beans fell onto the bluestone pavement. Within half an hour, he had watched his father and mother die before his eyes. How could an ordinary person withstand such a blow?

Yet Pan Gaozhi’s heart-rending cries made everyone else breathe a sigh of relief. At last, the matter had been settled.

“The matter is more or less resolved. Let’s disperse. It’s late, and time to sleep.” Dong Ci gave a soft yawn. He was beginning to feel tired.

Daci sighed faintly. This family was truly cold-blooded, with the exception of that boy.

It was only that the way he looked at her was less than friendly.

It seemed that this young man would seek revenge against her in the future.

“Let’s go,” Dong Ci said calmly. “We keep our word. We neither kill more than promised nor fewer.”

Daci nodded. The two of them retraced their path and left, as though they had never come at all.

As soon as Dong Ci and Daci departed, the strength seemed to drain from everyone’s bodies. The women collapsed onto the ground one after another, while the men gasped for breath. Tonight had certainly been an unforgettable lesson.

On the dark street, the night watchman called out as he made his rounds.

Bang, bang, bang…

“Dry weather and brittle things! Beware of fire!”

An old man hunched over as he struck his gong, using the faint moonlight to watch the ground ahead.

Suddenly, he noticed several people standing in front of him. The night watchman paused, then walked closer for a better look.

“Oh, soldiers. What are you doing here in the middle of the night?”

He asked curiously, but the soldiers before him did not react at all. They stood as still as stones.

The night watchman gave one of them a gentle shake. To his horror, the man toppled to the ground. Their faces were deathly pale, and the sight terrified him.

Bang, bang, bang!

“Murder! Murder! Murder!”

A frantic peal of gongs rang through the residential district of the eastern city.

And what was Ye Kun doing at that moment?

He was lying in bed, holding his wives as he slept…

Perhaps he had drunk too much carved-flower wine that day. His mind was filled with the most primitive impulses. Then he turned his head and thought about the two stunningly beautiful wives in his arms. How could any man endure that?

Brother Kun was a man, after all, not a saint. A little touching and fondling was perfectly understandable.

But just then, thunderous gongs rang out, and faintly, he could even hear someone shouting about murder.

Ye Kun instantly woke up.

Someone had died?!

“Husband, did you hear that?” Yan Muer lay on her side, hugging Ye Kun’s arm. Her eyes remained closed as she spoke, her long eyelashes looking especially beautiful.

“So noisy.” Ye Li pursed her lips and furrowed her delicate brows.

Ye Kun was still somewhat worried. He lowered his voice and said, “You two go back to sleep. I’ll go take a look.”

“Come back soon,” Ye Li and Yan Muer said at the same time.

Ye Kun slipped quietly out of bed, threw on his coat, and hurried outside. He immediately saw Dong Ci and Daci.

Before he could ask anything, Ye Qin came running over in a panic.

“Elder Brother! Someone has died at the Pan residence!”

“Ah?” Ye Kun stared blankly.

Dong Ci and Daci, meanwhile, wore expressions clearly awaiting praise. Teacher, are you happy now? Wasn’t that exciting?

“Father and Mother are both awake. They told me to bring you over.”

“All right.”

Ye Kun gave Dong Ci and Daci a long look. The two of them had no idea what their teacher meant by that gaze.

When they arrived in the main hall, everyone was present except Ye Li and Yan Muer, who were still asleep.

Even Ye Ming’s other eye had turned black and blue, but his expression was grave.

“We’ve just received word that the Pan family was attacked. The family head, Pan Ming; his wife, Liu Ru; their son, Pan Pingping; as well as Pan Sheng and Pan Wei, the husband of Wang Yu, have all died.”

Hearing his father’s words, Ye Kun’s eyelids began twitching.

He had only told them to teach the family a lesson, yet they had gone and killed even the family head…

“There were also a number of guards,” Dongmen Meng added calmly.

Ye Kun was speechless. What was he supposed to do now? He had only wanted to make them uncomfortable.

That was what he told himself, but deep down, Ye Kun still felt extremely satisfied.

Well done.

Yet another voice within him protested: How could they do such a thing?

“Father, Mother, then…” Ye Qin instinctively wanted to ask about Ba Wanqing’s condition. Pan Pingping was actually dead. Only a few days after their wedding, Ba Wanqing had already become a widow.

Ye Ming said gravely, “Ba Wanqing and Ba Tai suffered minor injuries, but Ba Wanqing miscarried. It seems Pan Pingping kicked her.”

Ye Qin’s brows drew tightly together when he heard that. How could something like this have happened?

They had seen each other only a few hours ago, and a few hours later, everything had become this way.

Could it have been Father and Mother?