Beautiful CEO's Top Expert

The king was right. Indeed, the real master has arrived, and it’s a formidable expert of the Ye family—Ye Fusheng!

Though Ye Fusheng is quite advanced in age, ostensibly in the realm of old age, his true age is likely even higher than what he appears!

Ye Fusheng is dressed in a gray cloth shirt, his face glowing with health, looking entirely like an ordinary old man, indistinguishable from the commonplace.

Or rather, with this attire, Ye Fusheng appears completely like a rural elder, very ordinary and unremarkable. Even if thrown into a crowd, it’s unlikely anyone would take a proper look at him!

Upon seeing Ye Fusheng, the fear in Ye Zhiwu’s heart gradually dissipated, and an expression of excitement slowly appeared on his face.

"Ye... Brother Ye..."

Ye Fusheng smiled and nodded: "Step aside!"

Ye Zhiwu sensibly retreated to the side without saying more, and Ye Xunhuan did not obstruct, allowing Ye Zhiwu to move aside.

"Ye Xunhuan!" Ye Fusheng said to Ye Xunhuan, full of smiles and appearing very kindly.

Ye Xunhuan kept his gaze on Ye Fusheng, never once diverting his eyes.

"It’s me!"

"The underground world’s hegemon marshal, unrivaled among the young generation, even surpassing countless elders!" Ye Fusheng laughed and said, "You are a prodigy, a maverick!"

"If you don’t fall midway, this world will be yours!"

Upon hearing Ye Fusheng’s words, Ye Zhiwu and the others felt their hearts once again stirred like giant waves crashing!

This world belongs to Ye Xunhuan, what does that mean?

Is he planning a rebellion?

But little did they know, Ye Fusheng’s "world" was not the world they were thinking of, but the world of ancient martial artists!

Originally, upon seeing Ye Fusheng’s appearance, their hearts were filled with excitement, but now, Ye Fusheng’s words brought their hearts all the way to their throats.

"I don’t have such ambition." Ye Xunhuan said candidly.

"I can see that," Ye Fusheng said softly. "I just don’t understand why you want to provoke us!"

"Aren’t you worried that we might join forces with the king to deal with you, especially since the king is constantly targeting you? Although you didn’t die last time, if our Ye family joins forces with the king, you might not survive!"

"Why do you think?"

"I can guess a little, but I’m not certain."

"Someone nearby will give you an accurate answer!" Ye Xunhuan said calmly.

Ye Fusheng knew the person Ye Xunhuan referred to was none other than Longshou.

In the next moment, Ye Fusheng’s gaze fell on Longshou: "Ye Huang, speak!"

From the outset, Ye Fusheng had noticed Longshou but had chosen not to bother him.

Now that Ye Xunhuan mentioned it, he had no choice but to take Longshou seriously.

When Ye Fusheng first appeared, a complex emotion filled Longshou’s heart, and now, with Ye Fusheng addressing him, his feelings became even more convoluted.

He took a deep breath before saying slowly, "Uncle, you are correct. He is my brother’s son!"

"Indeed, Hetu’s son!" Ye Fusheng was not at all surprised, speaking with apparent calm.

Hetu, Ye Hetu—the Evil Monarch, a prodigy of the Ye family; if Ye Hetu hadn’t died, the Ye family certainly wouldn’t be like this now.

For the first time, Ye Xunhuan heard the name ’Evil Monarch’ spoken aloud, realizing that the Evil Monarch was named Ye Hetu!

"Since he’s Hetu’s son, in terms of hierarchy, he could be considered my grandson!" Ye Fusheng said softly. "You belong to the Ye family. Why are you doing this?"

"Why do you think I’m doing this?"

"I would like to hear the details!"

"Does the Ye family not have even a little clue about what they’ve done?" Ye Xunhuan said coldly. "Today, I will reclaim what’s mine and collect all the debts the Ye family owes!"

Faced with such arrogance from Ye Xunhuan, Ye Fusheng did not get angry, having already achieved a state of inner peace, remaining unperturbed even as Mount Tai crumbles!

"How much do you know about past events?"

"I know everything that should and shouldn’t be known," Ye Xunhuan said firmly. "Today is the day you repay your debts!"

"Do you think you alone can contend with the Ye family?" Ye Fusheng said calmly. "Let me tell you about the Ye family’s history!"

"The Ye family began to take shape in the late Ming dynasty and began developing in the Qing dynasty. Our ancestors held the position of the head of Hongmen three times. At the end of the Qing dynasty, the Ye family donated money and resources to the great person to support his efforts against the Qing. By the Republic of China Era, the Ye family had become a colossal entity, with countless masters among our clan, ranking among the top three in the entire ancient martial families!"

"Only one or two families can rival us, and the Ye family always listens to orders but does not pledge allegiance to protectors!" Ye Fusheng said proudly. "The Ye family doesn’t act for anyone or sell themselves to anyone; they only fight for the outbreak of holy wars!"

"At all other times, no one can mobilize the Ye family, and no one can make the Ye family serve them!"

"From what I said, you should have some understanding of the Ye family’s foundation?"

"If the Ye family has such a strong foundation, why conduct disgraceful acts?" Ye Xunhuan said disdainfully!

Ye Fusheng took pride in the Ye family’s history, but Ye Xunhuan did not regard it at all, having never lived in the Ye family or felt any sense of belonging to it.

To be blunt, everything about the Ye family basically has nothing to do with Ye Xunhuan.

To him, taking pride in the Ye family’s history is outright nonsense.

"Outsiders attack, to protect ourselves, we kill our own—this is the Ye family to me!"

Even with Ye Fusheng’s excellent composure, his face slightly changed upon hearing Ye Xunhuan’s words: "Ye Xunhuan, like your father, you have a stubborn temper!"

"If not for this damned temper, the Ye family would have benefited from you and your father, making the Ye family an existence feared by all!"

"Unfortunately, you both ruined it!" Ye Xunhuan said firmly. "Fortunately, you ruined it, or I would truly be ashamed of myself!"

"Moreover, I think my father does not want me to return to the Ye family. He probably wanted to kill all you traitors!"

As he spoke, a gleam shot from Ye Xunhuan’s eyes, and simultaneously, the sword in his hand rose, pointed at Ye Fusheng: "Old man, draw your sword!"

In the next moment, an intense killing intent surged from Ye Xunhuan’s body.

This killing intent is entirely built on heaps of blood and bones. Now, with its emergence, the surrounding temperature drops several degrees, and even a fierce wind begins to blow!

From the shadows, the king’s smile grew even broader upon seeing Ye Xunhuan aim his sword at Ye Fusheng.

"The battle—a war—has finally begun!"