Genius Daddy in the City

Chapter 807: What Makes You Think You’re Worthy of Mentioning Supreme Ye?!

There was a storm that afternoon.

Ye Chen walked out of the old forest with Yang Tian and the rest. He headed to Tiannan from the northeast. When he passed by the capital, he could not help but stop. He lowered his head and looked at a certain spot below while his eyes flickered.

The Patriarch of Hell immediately asked, “Fellow Ye, what’s wrong?”

With Ye Chen’s help, he had stabilized his cultivation base. He had even recovered the soul power that he had drained.

“I’m fine, it’s just that I sensed a familiar aura!”

Ye Chen frowned slightly and subsequently looked at the Patriarch of Hell, “Patriarch, protect them and wait for me here for a few minutes. I’ll be back soon!”

With that, he immediately descended.

Beijing was currently raining heavily. The streets were filled with heavy rain, and there were two or three figures hurrying home. It was very deserted.

Inside a bar in the eastern suburbs of Beijing, it was bustling with noise and excitement. Countless screams and clamors came from inside.

It was a bar called Night Bar. It was considered an ordinary bar in the eastern suburbs of Beijing, but in recent days, its limelight had surpassed other bars.

Apart from the booth and the dance floor, there was another facility in the bar—the arena!

The bar owner specially set up an arena and invited a lot of people to go on stage. The scene of fists hitting flesh and blood spurting made the bar crowded every day.

On the huge ring, a man in his thirties was being beaten at the moment. He was covered in blood, and his left leg was limping.

His opponent was a malicious-looking young man dressed in black. The young man’s lips curled into a cruel smirk, and his fists tore through the air as they landed squarely on the limping man.

From beginning to end, the limping man did not make a single sound. Every time he was knocked down, he would stand up with all his might, like an indestructible iron man.

“Beat him to death, beat that cripple to death. I’ll pay one million, no, ten million. If you win, the money will be yours!”

“Hehe, don’t underestimate that cripple. I heard that he was once a Major-General in China, the famous Yan Nanfei!”

…

Countless people stood outside the arena, crazily shouting at the ring. Some people kept throwing money onto the ring, their faces filled with bloodlust.

Ye Chen squeezed into the crowd and lifted his head to look at the ring. When his gaze landed on the crippled young man, he could not help but focus.

Yan Nanfei!

He was once a Major-General of the Chinese Navy. He was an upright and hot-blooded pillar of the country. At such a young age, he was able to intimidate all the enemies in China!

Not only that, the other party, Li Yunxiao, Han Qinhu, and the rest were Ye Chen’s few friends in the capital!

Ye Chen did not expect him to be reduced to such a state.

While he was still in a daze, the malicious-looking man on the stage punched his face viciously. A streak of blood appeared in the air, and his body crashed heavily onto the stage.

Under that punch, all the bones in his eyebrows cracked. Shocking blood flowed out maniacally, scaring the onlookers into retreating subconsciously.

He wanted to stand up by instinct, but the malicious-looking man on the stage took a step forward and stepped on him. He looked down at him and said, “Too weak. Major-General of the Chinese Navy? You’re nothing”

“Y-You can insult me!”

Yan Nanfei turned his body with all his might. Blood foamed out of his mouth as he glared at him, “But no… you can’t insult the N-Navy!”

“Trash, how dare you rebel!”

The man stomped on his face and a cruel grin appeared on his face, “You’re not the only useless one. All the cultivators in China are useless, especially that so-called the China No. 1, Mad Southern Ye!

“That Ye died earlier and didn’t fall into my hands, Du Qiang. Otherwise, I’ll definitely let him know what it means to live a life worse than death!”

However, he realized that Yan Nanfei was looking at him with disdain. It was as if he was mocking a person who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth.

Du Qiang flew into a rage out of humiliation, “Trash, what’s with that look?”

“What makes you think you’re worthy of mentioning S-Supreme Ye?”

Yan Nanfei mocked weakly, “W-When Supreme Ye was still alive, th-the so-called geniuses of Shang Santian were a joke!”

Bang!