Chapter 22 - Mom Wants to Hold a Grandson

He became extremely ruthless as he walked step by step towards Chen Hao.

Over thirty thugs, plus the formidable Haozi, all had been taken down by Ye Tianchen.

He didn’t use his Superpower, simply because it was unnecessary; these men were not at the level that required him to employ it to beat them.

Haozi had originally been quite cocky, leaping over a meter high and striking out with all his might at Ye Tianchen, only to be sent flying with a kick, crashing to the ground and failing to get up for a long while.

This sight sent chills down Chen Hao’s spine; he had never imagined that Ye Tianchen, the Capital City’s laughingstock and good-for-nothing, could possess such formidable skills.

Not even the thirty-odd thugs armed with steel rods and machetes could stop his advance.

Even without using his Superpower, Ye Tianchen still left his sister, Ye Qianwen, dumbfounded.

She knew her brother very well, having always seen him as a prodigal son.

Even after he had enlisted in the military and become a special forces soldier, learning Martial Arts and significantly improving his fighting ability, it still seemed impossible for him to take out thirty thugs in less than five minutes.

At that moment, Qianwen felt that her brother, Tianchen, had changed.

Every move he made was filled with domineering force.

“Don’t come any closer, take one more step and I’ll shoot your sister dead!” Chen Hao, already frightened to the point of being pale, almost wetting his pants, pulled out a pistol from his embrace and pressed it against Qianwen’s Sun Temple.

“Let go of my sister, and I might leave you a whole corpse,” said Ye Tianchen without moving any closer, his cold gaze fixed on Chen Hao.

“Hmph, what a joke.

It’s me who’s threatening you, not the other way around.

Please get a grip on the situation…” Seeing Ye Tianchen stop, Chen Hao thought that he wouldn’t dare move any further, believing that as long as he had Qianwen, Tianchen would not dare to act recklessly.

Ye Tianchen gave Chen Hao a cold look.

This man was as good as dead in his eyes—anyone who dared to lay a hand on his sister wouldn’t live, not even if they were the Heavenly King.

Protecting one’s family was essential, and no one was allowed to violate them.

“Brother, don’t come over.

Run, brother…” Ye Qianwen cried out anxiously to Tianchen, tears in her eyes.

“Don’t be afraid, I’m here, nothing will happen to you,” Ye Tianchen said with a smile.

Seeing her brother, Ye Tianchen, Qianwen’s tears flowed uncontrollably.

Since childhood, her brother had always cherished her, willing to risk his life for her.

Even though he knew Chen Hao meant him harm, Tianchen had still come without hesitation.

In his eyes, his sister was one of the most important people in his life.

“Ha ha ha ha, damn, such deep sibling affection!

Ye Tianchen, you’re nothing but a useless bumpkin.

Kneel before me, kneel…” Chen Hao laughed arrogantly, roaring loudly at Tianchen.

“The fate of Ye Tianchen has always been in my own hands.

I wouldn’t kneel to heaven and earth, let alone a mere ant like you,” said Ye Tianchen indifferently.

The apocalypse was an utterly cruel world where no one could save you other than yourself.

If your own strength wasn’t powerful enough, you would be at the mercy of others.

Praying to gods and buddhas was less useful than enhancing your own strength and figuring out how to survive.

“Damn it, stubborn to the end.

Die!” Chen Hao was furious, unable to believe that even with a gun in his hand and holding Qianwen hostage, Tianchen still did not take him seriously.

He shifted the gun’s barrel and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

A gunshot rang out and Qianwen froze, her tears flowing instantly.

This wasn’t just a steel rod or machete—bullets did not have eyes, and a bullet hitting the vital organs meant almost certain death.

The next second, Chen Hao fell into a pool of blood, rolling on the ground and wailing in agony.

The bullet hadn’t hit Tianchen; it had bounced back and struck Chen Hao himself.

In fact, Tianchen had wanted to enrage Chen Hao into shooting at himself.

The moment Chen Hao pulled the trigger, Tianchen stretched out his right hand, channeling all his Superpower into the palm, creating an invisible shield of light.

He forcefully reflected the bullet back, striking Chen Hao’s left shoulder.

“Sister, are you alright?” Tianchen walked over to Qianwen, unraveling the ropes binding her, and asked with concern.

“I’m fine, brother…

but you…” Qianwen looked at her brother Tianchen as if he were an alien.

She was already surprised by his impressive martial prowess, but she found it unbelievable that even a bullet couldn’t harm him.

“Let’s go, we need to leave this place, it’s too dangerous!”

Ye Tianchen cut off Qianwen’s words, took her hand, and they both ran out of the abandoned factory.

Chen Hao and his thugs were left lying on the ground, screaming in pain.

As they left, Tianchen patted Chen Hao’s head.

The moment after Tianchen had run out of the factory with Qianwen, Chen Hao died, blood oozing from all seven orifices.

Tianchen had touched his head a moment earlier, infusing Superpower into it and destroying Chen Hao’s brain cells, causing his untimely demise.

Ye Tianchen was already brimming with murderous intent on the way here; Chen Hao dared to kidnap his own sister, so he had to die.

However, in front of his sister, Ye Qianwen, Ye Tianchen didn’t want to kill anyone; he didn’t want his sister to feel frightened, so he used this method to end Chen Hao’s life.

If anyone dared to lay a hand on his relatives, they must die.

“Brother…

how did you become so powerful?” Sitting in the taxi, Ye Qianwen asked in puzzlement.

“Heh, I learned it in the army, just the basics.

If you like, I can teach you some martial arts to strengthen your body,” Ye Tianchen said with a smile.

“No way, you can even dodge bullets?

That’s too amazing!”

The scene where Chen Hao shot at her brother, Ye Tianchen, kept replaying in Ye Qianwen’s mind.

She initially thought her brother would be severely injured, if not dead, and she was so heartbroken that tears poured down her face.

Unexpectedly, when she came to her senses, the one lying in a pool of blood was Chen Hao, who had been shot in the left shoulder and was wailing in pain on the ground.

It was Chen Hao who shot at her brother Ye Tianchen, and Tianchen didn’t have a pistol in his hands, so why was it Chen Hao who was hit by the bullet?

Ye Qianwen really couldn’t figure it out.

“Dizzy, didn’t you take a close look at Chen Hao’s pistol just now?

It was a replica, and it misfired, hitting himself.

Did you really think I could dodge bullets?” Ye Tianchen pretended to be speechless and shook his head as he looked at his sister, Ye Qianwen.

“Ah?

So that’s what happened.

Brother, that was really dangerous, how could you be so silly to come knowing it was dangerous!” Ye Qianwen pouted cutely and looked at her brother, very touched.

“I’m your brother, how could I not come to rescue you when you’re in danger?

Don’t think too much, as long as I’m here, no one can hurt you!” Ye Tianchen said with a smile.

Ye Qianwen was very touched, clinging to her brother Ye Tianchen’s arm, very happy.

For any girl, having such a loving, protective brother was indeed a blessing.

But what Ye Qianwen didn’t know was that Chen Hao was already dead.

When Ye Tianchen crouched down and patted Chen Hao on the head, he injected superpower into him, causing him to bleed from every orifice and die.

That was Chen Hao’s deserved fate.

For those who dared to disrupt his peaceful life and attack his relatives, Ye Tianchen was never merciful.

My relatives are not to be insulted, their honor must be repaid with life!

“By the way, brother, now that your engagement with the Qi family has been canceled, do you have someone in mind?” Ye Qianwen asked with a mischievous grin.

“You little rascal, shouldn’t you be focusing on your studies instead of worrying about this?

Are you more anxious than your brother to find a significant other?” Ye Tianchen teased her with a laugh.

“Who’s anxious?

I’m not in a rush at all; it’s mom who is.

She wants to have grandchildren sooner rather than later,” Ye Qianwen retorted with a blush, giving her brother, Ye Tianchen, a glare.

Upon hearing his sister’s words, Ye Tianchen was momentarily stunned.

The greatest filial piety is to have descendants, and at twenty years old, he was already of age.

His parents, Ye Hong and Luo Yan, had had him later in life, and his mother, a full-time homemaker, naturally wished to see her son marry and have grandchildren sooner.

It was quite understandable.

However, Ye Tianchen genuinely didn’t have any romantic interest in mind.

Although he had encountered quite a few women, none of them had stirred any feelings in him, at least not yet.

“One can’t force matters of fate; let’s wait and see!”

“Brother, actually mom isn’t rushing you; she’s worried that you’ve been hurt and that you’ve lost faith in good women, thinking you might choose to never marry or that you might turn gay.

If that happens, our Ye family would…” Ye Qianwen said with a pout.

At this, Ye Tianchen realized that his mother was afraid he might lose interest in women—or even develop an aversion to them—because of the Liu family incident and the Qi family calling off his engagement.

Therefore, she wanted to urge him to marry sooner.

“It’s not as serious as you and mom think.

I’m still a normal man; I just haven’t met a woman who can move my heart yet.

And you, focus on your studies and don’t meddle in these matters with mom, got it?” Ye Tianchen feigned anger and glared at his sister.

If his sister and mother teamed up, he might face a relentless marriage siege upon returning home in the future.

“I wouldn’t dare.

Mom said to keep an eye on the girls around you.

As soon as there’s a suitable one, I should report it to her immediately.

Then mom and I will personally screen her.

We can’t let you mess around outside,” Ye Qianwen said with a quirky smile.

Lines of frustration creased Ye Tianchen’s forehead.

He was only twenty and his mother was already so eager for him to marry and have children.

He silently prayed: May the woman of my dreams not appear so soon.

I’m only twenty; my single life has just begun…

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