Chapter 128
The pressure from Ye Fengyun’s grip intensified, and a monstrous, overwhelming killing intent instantly surged forward, engulfing Tang Yilin.
"Do you want to die?"
The sheer threat of death instantly sent Tang Yilin into a daze. The terror, emanating from the depths of her soul, caused her to lose all composure, and she involuntarily wet herself in fear.
"I... I..." Tang Yilin’s entire body trembled uncontrollably.
"Tell me where Tang Shihan is!"
Ye Fengyun let out a thunderous roar, and the glass of Tang Yilin’s car shattered instantly under the force of his voice.
"Ah!" Tang Yilin shrieked in terror. She immediately spilled everything—how Wenzong had conspired to scheme against Tang Shihan, how she had collaborated with him, and how she had drugged Wenzong as well.
Upon hearing this, Ye Fengyun was consumed by a towering rage. Tang Shihan was her own kin, yet she had colluded with an outsider to harm her own blood!
Ye Fengyun longed to tear this vicious woman into a thousand pieces and dismember her, but the situation was critical. Saving Tang Shihan took precedence. He chose not to settle scores with her for the moment, but while she might escape a death sentence, she would not escape the consequences. Before leaving, Ye Fengyun cast a curse upon her; it would not be long before she came crawling back to him, begging for mercy.
Ye Fengyun stormed into the hotel, ignoring the security guards who tried to block his path, and charged straight toward the private room where Tang Shihan was being held. Without a word, he kicked the door open.
Inside, Wenzong had already stripped himself bare and was tearing at Tang Shihan’s clothes. The buttons on her suit had been ripped off, and her stockings were torn, presenting a scene of utter depravity.
Ye Fengyun was incensed. This was the greatest rage he had felt since descending from the mountain. Never before had he experienced such an intense urge to kill.
"Get out!"
With a single kick, Ye Fengyun sent Wenzong flying. Like a beast in heat, Wenzong, his body flushed a deep, unnatural red, scrambled toward the bed. Ye Fengyun grabbed him by the throat and slammed him face-first onto the floor with brutal force.
"Ah!" Wenzong came to his senses, his neck dislocated, his teeth pulverized, and blood streaming from his mouth.
"You... are you looking for death? Do you know who my father is?"
Ye Fengyun hoisted him up and growled, "I am your father!" He hurled Wenzong against the wall.
Wenzong vomited a mouthful of blood, his body feeling as though it were falling apart. Ye Fengyun then pinned his head to the floor and smashed it down; the bridge of Wenzong’s nose shattered instantly. As if that were not enough to satisfy his fury, Ye Fengyun shattered his limbs, ensuring he would be crippled for the rest of his life.
Afterward, Ye Fengyun stood panting, the crimson haze in his eyes slowly fading. A practitioner of the Dao should be free of passions and desires, yet today, he had been unable to restrain himself.
Looking at Tang Shihan, who was writhing in his arms, Ye Fengyun felt a complex mix of emotions. No matter how much they quarreled, she was still the person he cared about most.
Tang Shihan’s body began to twist, and she let out pained, muffled cries. Ye Fengyun knew she had been drugged and required an immediate antidote. He carried her out of the hotel and vaulted into Tang Yilin’s car. Tang Yilin, still dazed, hadn't even registered who it was before she was unceremoniously tossed out of the vehicle.
Ye Fengyun sped away, leaving Tang Yilin choked by a cloud of exhaust fumes. She stared blankly as her car was driven off, completely stunned.
Upon returning to the Tang residence, Ye Fengyun did not bother to knock; he smashed the door open and forced his way in. Tang Dahai was startled and roared, "Ye Fengyun, have you lost your mind?"
Ignoring him completely, Ye Fengyun carried Tang Shihan straight to his room.
"What have you done to Shihan?" Tang Dahai rolled up his sleeves and marched to the door of Ye Fengyun’s room, hammering on it aggressively.