The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign

Still on the Great Wall?

Hearing that response, Chen Yifan’s face twisted into a crazed, ferocious sneer.

"Good. Very good! Still daring to linger on the Great Wall? Is this the audacity that comes with skill? Fucking hell! If we don’t repay this debt tenfold today, we might as well jump off this damn wall!"

Supported by a woman, Chen Yifan winced and drew a sharp, self-mocking breath. Just speaking had pulled at his injuries, and another wave of piercing pain shot through him.

"Young Master Chen, what’s the plan? We’ll do whatever you say!" someone mumbled indistinctly.

"Fucking hell! What’s the plan? What else can we do? Call for backup!" he roared, but the effort sent another shock of pain through his body, which felt like it was about to fall apart. He groaned in agony.

After roaring, he ignored the idiots who were only good for pointless sacrifices. He pulled out his phone, his trembling fingers dialing a number seared into his memory.

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.

After three rings, a commanding voice with an air of the Martial World answered, "Speak!"

"I was beaten up!" Chen Yifan said bluntly.

"Injuries!"

"Over a dozen of my teeth were knocked out. You can probably hear me slurring my words! My whole body feels like it’s falling apart. I’ll collapse if someone isn’t holding me up!"

"Who did it?"

"Some damn outsider! He’s got some moves, sent me flying several meters with a single slap! Looks like a trained martial artist! But he seems ordinary, probably not a big shot!" Chen Yifan explained.

"Where?" the deep, middle-aged voice on the other end asked succinctly.

"The Great Wall!" Chen Yifan gritted out.

"The Great Wall? Isn’t that our turf? We have plenty of men there. What about them?" The voice on the phone paused for a moment, then his brows furrowed in confusion.

Chen Shan was clearly surprised by this answer.

However, Chen Yifan didn’t respond immediately. After taking a slow breath, he said, "I don’t want to make pointless sacrifices! Our guys are fine for scaring off regular people, but against a martial artist like that, sending them would just be feeding him experience! Dad, bring some real muscle over. If I have to swallow this insult, then you’ll have to answer to Mom!"

A silence descended, lasting for three seconds, then five, then ten.

After ten seconds, Chen Shan’s voice was heavy and solemn. "I’ll lead the men there myself. Wait for me. I’ll be there soon!"

With that said, Chen Shan hung up without waiting for a reply.

"Master Shan, what’s wrong?" As soon as Chen Shan ended the call, a naked woman in her early twenties, draped over his body riddled with knife scars and bullet holes, asked seductively.

"Don’t ask what you shouldn’t. How many times have you slept with me?" Pushing the woman away, Chen Shan got up and began to dress quickly.

"Oh, Master Shan, you’re terrible! Why would you ask such an embarrassing question?" the woman, who knew his temperament, cooed.

"There’s a big-budget film, and the female lead hasn’t been cast yet. Filming starts as soon as she’s chosen," Chen Shan said, his face expressionless.

At his words, the woman’s eyes widened and her breathing quickened. She dropped her feigned coyness and said with unconcealable excitement, "Master Shan, this is the sixteenth time!"

"Good. Go report to Director Zhang. I’ve spoken with him, and he says you fit all the requirements for the female lead. I’ve made the decision, so just go report to him. Also, you don’t need to come sleep with me anymore." Chen Shan adjusted his Chinese tunic suit while looking in a full-length mirror.

No more sleeping with him? The woman’s first feeling was one of elation and joy, but she knew she couldn’t show it in front of Chen Shan. Hiding her secret delight, she put on a pouting act again. "Master Shan, are you abandoning me? Why don’t you want me to serve you anymore?"

As she spoke, she even managed to make her eyes look misty and tearful.

However, Chen Shan didn’t fall for her act. His expression remained impassive.

"You’ve lost your novelty."

Tossing out those few words, he strode out of the bedroom, which was filled with an air of lust and ambiguity.

「Meanwhile, on the Great Wall.」

Immersed in the majestic and magnificent scenery of the mountains and rivers, Qin Fan refused a third group of foreigners who asked for a photo, then suddenly stopped. He took out his phone and dialed Ma Yunbin’s number directly.

"Master Qin, what’s going on? What auspicious wind has blown today to make you grace me with a call? Haha!" The phone had barely started ringing when Ma Yunbin’s voice came through.

"Send some capable people to the Great Wall. I just dealt with a few so-called Young Masters who don’t know their place. They’re definitely not going to let this go, and I don’t want fleas endlessly jumping around and ruining my mood. So, arrange it. Otherwise, I’m afraid I won’t be able to stop myself from throwing them off the wall," Qin Fan said, his tone calm and even, as if discussing a trivial matter.

"The Great Wall? Master Qin, you’re at the Great Wall?" Ma Yunbin’s eyes widened in shock somewhere in Jiangzhou. Qin Fan in Four-nine City... this could mean so many things!

Hearing the astonishment in Ma Yunbin’s voice, Qin Fan neither confirmed nor denied anything, simply giving a noncommittal "Mm."

"Understood, Master Qin! I’ll send my cousin over right away! A member of the Ma Family should be more than enough to intimidate those blind fools!" Ma Yunbin said, swallowing nervously with excitement.

"Arrange it as you see fit. I’m hanging up."

With that, Qin Fan ended the call. However, he didn’t put the phone back in his pocket. Instead, he opened the camera app and, with his less-than-professional photography skills, began capturing the landscapes, storing the images on his phone.

Far behind Qin Fan, after Chen Yifan had finished his call, several other young men also lowered their phones.

"Young Master Chen, I told my family! They’re sending people right away!"

"My dad is sending his secretary!"

"Sorry, Young Master Chen. My old man chewed me out. I don’t think he’s going to get involved."

"Mm." Chen Yifan gave a slight nod. He didn’t reprimand the young man who couldn’t summon any backup.

This lineup was sufficient. His father would be responsible for getting his revenge. The others’ families would handle suppressing the fallout from the incident. That was enough. Although this section of the Great Wall was Chen Family territory, causing too big of a scene in public would have serious repercussions. But with these friends involved, what about the negative impact? That was no longer his family’s concern. Their backers would clean up their own mess.

「At the same time.」

In a large courtyard somewhere in Four-nine City, a flamboyant-looking young man’s jaw dropped while he was on a phone call. His face was a mask of disbelief, filled with a mixture of shock and elation. "Bro, are you for real?"

"Fuck! Don’t worry! I’ll get it done, guaranteed!"

"Alright, alright, no more talk! I’m leaving now, right now!" After a few excited shouts, the young man hastily hung up without waiting for a reply and bolted outside in a state of uncontrollable excitement.

VROOOM!

He jumped into a Porsche 911—a common sight in the circles of Four-nine City—started the engine, and floored it, peeling away.

Along the way, he constantly made calls using the car’s Bluetooth. The content of each call was the same.

"Get to the Great Wall as fast as you can! It’s showtime!"