Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

“A-Are you trying to incapacitate my powers?”

When Tang Xian, who thought that the worse was over, heard Ye Fan's words, he panicked at once.

As a martial artist, power was more important to him than his life.

After all, no one could accept falling from grace after tasting the glory of being at the top.

Naturally, Ye Fan ignored Tang Xian's question.

Raising his palm up high, Ye Fan prepared a decisive strike at Tang Xian's elixir field.

“B*stard! How dare you?”

Tang Xian's expression drastically changed as he attempted to flee in fear.

Unfortunately, there was no escape for a weakling like him.

Just like that, Tang Xian watched helplessly as Ye Fan's palm bore down on him.

Bam!

A loud rumble emanated in all directions.

Just like a cannonball, Tang Xian was sent flying thousands of meters away.

Blood was splattered everywhere along his trajectory until he finally came crashing onto the ground.

Nevertheless, Ye Fan didn't stop as he began concentrating the power of Invoke the Celestial Sky.

With his Qi culminated within his palm, he launched a palm strike right at the center of Tang Xian's

head.

The latter trembled for a fleeting moment before spewing a fountain of blood.

At the same time, the Qi that Ye Fan had unleashed into Tang Xian's body rushed through his veins like

a stampede of wild horses.

Wailing in agony, Tang Xian collapsed onto the ground with his body contorting violently.

He felt as if every single vein in his body was being engulfed in a raging inferno while his elixir field was

on the brink of an explosion.

It wasn't until a long time had passed before he finally calmed down.

However, he had lost the previous gravitas he possessed as the head of elders of the Chu Sect.

With all his hair turned white, he looked as if he had one foot in the grave.

His haggard old face was no different from a shriveled bark of a tree.

Having lost his glorious aura, all that was left of him was a pathetic sight.

Tang Xian, stripped of his powers, was nothing but a pitiful old man.

“K-Kill me... K-Kill me, please.”

A weak and croaky voice rang out.

After losing his strength, Tang Xian could barely manage to speak.

He was like a tiger that had its fangs pulled out.

Ye Fan looked down at him.

“I told you before that I wouldn't kill you, in part to keep my promise to Yun. Furthermore, I want you to

see for yourself how your precious Chu Sect is crushed by my hands,” Ye Fan remarked in melancholy,

just like the nostalgic ring of an ancient bell.

Covered in blood and filled with dejection, Tang Xian shed tears in the face of Ye Fan's overbearing

presence.

All of a sudden, Bill's words echoed in his ear.

Bill had told him that the Chu Sect would one day fall to Chu Tianfan.

Even though three families formed the Chu sect, the person standing right in front of him was all that it

took to destroy it.

With a long bang, Tang Xian, who had his elixir field incapacitated and veins severed, collapsed onto

the ground and lost consciousness.

With the fall of Tang Xian, the battle that day had undoubtedly come to an end.

Subsequently, peace returned to the land.

“Hahaha... Tang Xian, oh Tang Xian, due to your ego, you have never shown me, Bill, and the Jones

family any respect. Furthermore, you even wanted to wipe my family out today, but how did that work

out? You ended up dying right in front of my eyes. Hahaha... God is fair and smiling on the Jones

family!”

Behind him, Bill's maniacal laugh suddenly rang out.

From the way he behaved, Bill seemed to have assumed that the unconscious Tang Xian was dead.

However, the crowd, as if by tacit understanding, didn't correct his misconception, for they were aware

that he was on his last legs.

As the head of one of the Three Families of the Chu Sect, he was about to reach the end of his life.

Therefore, it would be better for him to welcome the eternal darkness in joy.

“Father, don't die. You have to live...”

Nonetheless, Michael was filled with sorrow.

He had lost his mother when he was young, while his sister was still in a coma.

And now, the father he had relied upon his entire life was about to leave him.

The greatest pain a man could ever suffer was watching those closest to him leave one by one.

Unable to accept reality, Michael turned to Ye Fan.

Groveling before the latter, Michael pleaded in tears, “Mr. Chu, please save my father. I beg of you. I

know that my father has made a mistake and caused you a lot of grief. However, it was all my fault, and

I'm willing to die in exchange for his life.”

Michael wailed in agony.

No one had expected to see the scion of one of the most prominent families crying out loud like a child.

Moved by the pitiful sight, Gaius and the others pleaded on Bill's behalf.

“Master, over the years, Bill's protection was the only reason we have survived. Otherwise, we would

have long been killed by the men from Chu Sect and wouldn't have been able to wait for your return.”

“That's right, Master. We are indebted to Bill.”

Gaius, Owen, and the others appealed one by one.

Without saying a word, Ye Fan glanced at Bill before walking over.

Delighted by the sight, Michael prostrated in gratitude, for he knew that Ye Fan had implicitly agreed to

save his father.

Unfortunately, after taking a look at Bill's wounds, Ye Fan grimly shook his head.

“It's too late. His life essence has run out. Even God can't save him now,” Ye Fan remarked in an

emotionless tone.

His words were as good as declaring Bill's death.

As if he was struck by lightning, Michael slumped to the ground in shock.

“H-How can that be? Mr. Chu, I beg of you... Given how powerful you are, there must be something you

can do, even if it means just giving him another year.”

Michael refused to give up, as he had yet to get married and have a grandson to show his father.

On top of that, Angie remained in a coma.

Thus, if his father were to leave him, regret would fill the rest of his life.

“It's useless. If he hadn't used the Forbidden Blood Technique, I would still have been able to extend

his life for a few more years. But now, his condition is beyond me,” Ye Fan remarked with a pessimistic

shake of his head before walking away.

Gaius and the others, in turn, let out sighs before leaving the scene.

After all, it was Bill's last moments in the world, and they had to respectfully give the father and son

their privacy.

“M-Mr. Chu...” Bill, cognizant that his death was near, called out all of a sudden.

When Ye Fan turned to look at him, he continued, “M-Mr. Chu, I-I'm sorry for everything back then.”

“Let the past stay in the past. There's no need to bring it up,” Ye Fan plainly replied.

Nevertheless, Bill continued, “M-Mr. Chu, as the Jones family has wronged you, I-I have no audacity to

ask anything of you. However, A-Angie is a truly pitiful child. I-If you don't mind me imposing, p-please

help me take care of that silly daughter of mine. A-As her feelings for you are strong, p-please keep her

by your side and l-let her be your woman. B-But if you have no desire for her, d-do find a good man to

protect her on my behalf for the rest of her life.”

In the midst of Bill's last words, Michael's tears fell like the rain.

Ye Fan nodded in acknowledgment.

“I would have done the same without you asking. Even though Angie isn't related to me by blood, she

is closer than family. Don't you worry. I'll heal her and also protect her for the rest of her life.”