The Master and His Wealthy Fiancée

Wang Mengyu's zombie cosplay was quite revealing. Not only did the skirt have an extremely high slit, but the top also featured a cutout design.

Chen Dong's hug was an armful of soft, fragrant femininity.

Li Huiran felt a pang of jealousy but couldn't really say anything. She asked awkwardly, "What do we do now?"

The corner of Chen Dong's mouth ticked up slightly. "We go after them, of course!"

Inside a dilapidated warehouse, the scene was utterly depraved.

Seven naked men were assaulting three women with vacant eyes. From their disheveled outfits, it was clear they were also dressed in zombie cosplay.

The Daoist had fled here in a panic.

A sinister-looking man leading them got off one of the women and asked coldly, "Why are you back alone? Where's the person you were bringing?"

The Daoist's eyes were filled with terror. "I was intercepted by some meddling kid!"

The sinister man kicked the Daoist, who collapsed in pain.

"Useless piece of trash! You couldn't even handle bringing back one person!"

The Daoist explained in a panic, "That kid is uncanny! He sealed my True Qi just by casually throwing a hidden weapon. I didn't dare fight him, so I ran back!"

"Did you mention the Yang Family's name?"

The Daoist spoke again. "Of course I did! The kid didn't even look scared!"

A vicious glint appeared in the sinister man's eyes. "Someone actually dares to provoke my Yang Family! They must have a death wish!" Then he said to the men beside him, "You lot, get dressed. Come with me and see who this fool is who doesn't know their own limits!"

Just then, a cold voice rang out.

"No need. I'm already here."

Everyone looked toward the source of the voice and saw Chen Dong strolling in through the warehouse entrance.

The sinister man laughed. "Well, well. Walking right into the net."

Chen Dong asked lightly, "Which Yang Family is it that produces scum like you?"

"No need to talk to a dead man!" the sinister man replied arrogantly. He casually threw on a Daoist robe, picked up a duster, and swung it at Chen Dong.

Chen Dong's eyes narrowed. He shot out his right hand, caught the incoming duster, and yanked hard, pulling the sinister man toward him. Then, he stepped forward and pinned the man under his foot.

The sinister man's eyes were now filled with terror. He screamed, "What are you all standing around for? Save me!"

The others scrambled to put on their clothes and surrounded Chen Dong, preparing to attack.

Lightning flashed in Chen Dong's palm. He casually tossed a bolt, and the men collapsed to the ground, twitching violently.

Chen Dong's face was grim as he asked, "Now, are you going to tell me?"

Though his eyes were filled with terror, the sinister man's expression turned arrogant again as Chen Dong questioned him. "If you don't want to die, you'd better let us go! We're from the Jiangzhou Yang Family! I'm Yang Jie, a direct heir being groomed to be the next Patriarch!"

Chen Dong was surprised. 'The Yang Family would groom a piece of trash like this?'

He pressed down slightly with his foot. Yang Jie spat out a mouthful of blood and stared at Chen Dong with venomous eyes, screaming, "Just you wait! The Yang Family will kill you!"

Chen Dong's gaze turned icy. 'Threatening me even when you're at death's door.' He pressed down again with his foot, and the sinister man—Yang Jie—bled from all seven orifices, his breathing stopped.

Afterward, lightning erupted in the warehouse. Everyone except for the three vacant-eyed women was turned to blackened charcoal.

Chen Dong took out his phone and called Yang Anyi.

When the call connected, Chen Dong asked coldly, "Does your Yang Family have someone named Yang Jie?"

Hearing the name, Yang Anyi's tone immediately became urgent. "Mr. Chen, did Yang Jie offend you?"

Chen Dong snorted. "So he really is from your Yang Family. Were you really planning on grooming this piece of scum to be your Patriarch? It seems the friendly relations between me and your Yang Family end here!"

Yang Anyi panicked. Realizing how serious the situation was, he quickly said, "Mr. Chen, the Yang Family has its own difficulties regarding Yang Jie's grooming. If he offended you, I beg you to be merciful."

"Offend me? No. He's already dead by my hand, so how could he offend me?" Chen Dong said lightly. "The bodies are in a warehouse behind Huaxuan Street. You can come collect the corpses. There are also three poor women inside. If your Yang Family can't take proper care of them, I'll be coming to you for an explanation."

With that, Chen Dong hung up. He fished out the Yang Family's Sacrificial Jade Pendant, tossed it onto Yang Jie's body, and turned to leave.

Before long, Yang Anyi arrived with his men. Seeing the scene, his eyes turned red, and he gritted his teeth.

He knew Yang Jie was arrogant and reckless, but he never knew he was such an animal. He picked up the Sacrificial Jade Pendant with a resentful expression, his mind racing, trying to figure out how to explain this to Chen Dong.

A subordinate asked, "What should we do about Young Master Jie?"

Yang Anyi exploded with rage. "What should we do? You're asking me what to do with this piece of garbage?! Find a ditch and bury him!"

The subordinate also looked at Yang Jie with hatred, but he still felt compelled to say, "But he's the young master sent by the main family. What if the main family asks about him?"

Yang Anyi, who had always been a man of culture and restraint, cursed aloud. "The main family? To hell with the main family! That branch of the family split off before I was even born, and now they're running back here, demanding we acknowledge them as the head and rejoin the clan. It's obvious they just want to take over our Jiangzhou Yang Family!"

"Make sure those three girls are taken care of properly. I'm going to find the Young Miss right now, and then I'll go apologize to Mr. Chen. I hope he can understand!"

Yang Anyi thought to himself, 'If there's anyone who can help our Yang Family break free from the main family, it can only be Mr. Chen!'