The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign

"Fuck! Young Master Ma, what’s wrong with you? Are you joking with me?"

When Ma Yunhai finished speaking, the man on the other end of the phone was stunned. Ma Yunhai had definitely provided a great deal of help on Chen Shan’s rise to power. But now, out of the blue, he wanted to kick Chen Shan into Hell? Isn’t this some kind of fucking joke?

"I’m not joking with you! Handle it as quickly as possible! Also, notify the higher-ups to come to the Great Wall and make an arrest immediately!" Ignoring Chen Shan’s increasingly frenzied and ferocious expression, Ma Yunhai spoke resoundingly.

"Young Master Ma, are you sure you’re not talking nonsense?" The man on the other end of the line became even more incredulous. This has escalated to getting the higher-ups to make arrests?

Indeed, the relevant departments already had stacks upon stacks of files on Chen Shan’s dark history. It was only because of those influential dandies in Four-nine City that the higher-ups had temporarily held off on taking action. Just considering his rise to power, never mind the actual sentence, executing this bastard by firing squad for an hour and twenty-five minutes still wouldn’t be enough!

"Do I have the fucking time to joke with you?" Ma Yunhai roared, angered by the man’s repeated, stunned disbelief.

"Yes, yes, Young Master Ma! I understand. But there’s a problem. Will the other dandies really let you destroy him like this? Those animals who oppose you are always scheming against you. Given the situation, would they really just stand by and watch you kick Chen Shan into Hell? It seems impossible!" the man said.

"Fuck all of Chen Dog’s eighteen generations of ancestors! Do you know how he brought this upon himself? He took his mob of shrimp soldiers and crab generals to corner Master Qin at the Great Wall. He tried to act tough but got his ass handed to him instead! Master Qin has no intention of letting him off, so Chen Dog’s days are fucking numbered! If those big-tailed wolves in Four-nine City dare to stand up for him, just spread the word that this is being done for Master Qin! Let’s see how many of those Liangshan Heroes still have a backbone!" Ma Yunhai continued to rage.

However, the man on the other end of the line froze upon hearing the name "Master Qin." Even after Ma Yunhai had finished speaking, the man still hadn’t snapped out of his daze.

"Young Master Ma, which... which Master Qin are you talking about?" the man stammered, his expression changing dramatically as he swallowed hard. Considering Young Master Ma’s rebellious nature, where he submits to no one, how many people are there whom he would call ’Master Qin’? The various Family Heads of Four-nine City? Bullshit! Besides them, a name he barely dared to consider surfaced in his mind.

"Who else could it be? Besides the Master Qin who can make the Forbidden City itself grit its teeth and swallow the pain, who else is worthy of such respect from me?" Ma Yunhai stated resolutely.

"Fuck! Qin Fan... Master Qin... is it really *the* Qin Fan, Master Qin? Did Chen Dog really have to be so fucking blind as to pick a fight with Qin Fan?" The man could hardly believe that name had come up in this way, and his voice trembled so much it broke.

A man’s name is like a tree’s shadow. The title "Master Qin" was already enough to strike terror deep into the hearts of everyone in Four-nine City.

"Go and do exactly as I said, immediately! If anyone dares to interfere, just invoke Master Qin’s name. If they’re still courting death after that, then send them on their way!" Too lazy to waste any more words, Ma Yunhai said coldly.

"Yes, yes, Young Master Ma, I’ll get on it right away, immediately!"

Ma Yunhai didn’t respond and simply hung up.

"Ma Yunhai, is this your pledge of allegiance? Your way of kissing Qin Fan’s ass?"

At the very moment Ma Yunhai ended the call, the kneeling Chen Shan suddenly began to sneer sinisterly. At this point, he was completely without hope. He could see the rest of his life stretching out before him—even if he wasn’t executed by firing squad, it would be a fate worse than death.

"Chen Shan, are you sure you’re talking to me?" Ma Yunhai’s eyes bulged, his expression frozen as the corner of his eye twitched in utter shock.

It wasn’t just Ma Yunhai; the other six dandies were stunned too. Calling Ma Yunhai by his full name, and with that tone? Has Chen Dog gone insane?

"Haha... hahaha! You called me Chen Dog for years, I really thought you’d all forgotten my actual name! It turns out you only call me by my name in a situation like this! I have to say, everyone is so fucking pathetic! That includes you so-called great dandies of Four-nine City!

"When I ran errands for you, working my ass off without complaint, you all treated me like a dog. You even changed my name for me—Chen Dog, Chen Dog! Hahaha! Now that I’ve stopped wagging my tail, now that I’ve pointed out that you, too, have to kiss Qin Fan’s ass, you finally remember I’m not actually named Chen Dog! Ma Yunhai, oh, Ma Yunhai, do you have any idea? The way you acted in front of Qin Fan just now was more pathetic than any dog, more fawning than any cur!

"All of you from Four-nine City, you’re all just a bunch of sons of bitches! You only got lucky being born into the right family. Without your family backgrounds, none of you would even be worthy of carrying my, Chen Shan’s, shoes! Not worthy!"

By the end, Chen Shan was roaring hysterically. Now that he had no hope left, he had completely thrown all pretense to the wind.

As for Chen Yifan? Did he even need to consider him? Would these sons of bitches let his son go? No, impossible! Given the circumstances, there was no longer any need for restraint!

"Fuck your mother!"

Ma Yunhai didn’t even have to move. The six other dandies roared in unison. Unable to control their surging rage, they all started kicking at Chen Shan, who was still kneeling. After kicking him to the ground, they showed no signs of stopping. Cursing wildly, the six of them kicked him with furious abandon. Even Chen Yifan, who had cried out a few times, was not spared. Father and son were subjected to a vicious, relentless stomping.

"Let’s go."

At that moment, the leader of the so-called Imperial Guard, a man in black standing off to the side, glanced at the tragic state of Chen Shan and his son before speaking without any expression. There was no sympathy or pity in his eyes as he looked at them, not even a trace of a bodyguard’s duty to protect his master. They might have been called the Imperial Guard, but they were ultimately hired mercenaries. They were all accomplished Ming Energy Martial Artists. While that might not be much in the greater Martial Arts World, if it weren’t for the generous pay, why would men like them lower themselves to respectfully call him ’Lord Shan’?

In the end, it was all about the money. Now, Chen Shan’s downfall was certain. In a situation like this, why should they care if he lived or died? Bullshit! They weren’t that noble, and they certainly weren’t that stupid.

"Haha, hahaha!"

Watching his so-called Imperial Guard depart without a second glance, Chen Shan, still being kicked as he lay on the ground, began to laugh manically. As he laughed, tears streamed from his eyes. He once thought he could win over these Ming Energy Martial Artists with his charisma. He once believed his personal charm would make them loyal to him. But in the end, they were loyal... to his money.

It was a textbook example of the classic saying: when the tree falls, the monkeys scatter.

"Xiao Fan, don’t cry! Don’t be afraid! Eighteen years from now, we’ll be brave men again! In the next life, we’ll still be father and son!"

His tears dripped onto the cold ground. Seemingly immune to the pain wracking his body, Chen Shan lay on the ground and smiled at Chen Yifan.

Eighteen years from now, a brave man again? Hmm?

At Chen Shan’s words, the dandies from Four-nine City stopped kicking him. They frowned, glancing back at Ma Yunhai, who had remained silent and tense-faced the entire time. Then, they all took a few steps back to regroup beside him.