Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

“T-Thank you, Mr. Chu. In that case, I-I can die without regrets.”

After hearing Ye Fan's promise, Bill's last concerns were finally allayed.

Breaking into a smile, he expressed his gratitude to Ye Fan.

Standing beside them, Michael had been reduced to a puddle of tears after hearing his father's words.

“Father, d-don't die. Angie and I can't bear to lose you.”

Michael could feel his heart shatter as he watched his father's consciousness gradually fade away.

Nonetheless, Bill was filled with anticipation while leaving his son his will.

“Heir to the Jones family, Michael Jones, heed my words... From this moment on, you will officially take

over as the head of the family. Also, y-you will join the Dragon God Hall and pledge your allegiance to

Mr. Chu. A-Anyone within the family who does anything that goes against the interest of Mr. Chu will be

disowned. D-Do you understand?”

With the authority as the head of the Jones family, Bill gave his final order to Michael.

Teary-eyed, Michael agreed to leave the Chu Sect and join Ye Fan, eliciting an approving smile from

Bill.

“M-Michael, the Jones family is now in your hands. As for the path ahead, y-you'll have to learn to walk

it alone.”

Bill's voice was so weak that it was barely audible.

Evidently, his time was almost up.

After leaving his last words with Michael, Bill stopped speaking. Instead, he adjusted his body before

crawling up to Angie's side.

Using the last ounce of his strength, he hugged his beloved daughter before breathing his last.

“Father!”

Michael let out an agonizing scream the moment Bill collapsed.

Tears flowed from his eyes like water from a burst dam.

He was well aware that the shield which protected him his entire life was no longer there.

From that day onward, he had to stand on his own two feet and become the shield that protected the

rest of the Jones family.

“D*mn the Chu Sect. How many more deaths do they want to cause?”

As one of the heads of the Three Families of the Chu Sect, Bill was considered a giant in the martial

arts world.

With his passing, Gaius and the others couldn't help but mourn, as it was Bill who sheltered them in

their greatest time of need.

With that, they paid their respect by bowing three times to his body.

“Master, where should we go after this? Are we returning to China?” Gaius inquired.

Now that Bill was dead and Chu Yuan wasn't at Mount Chumen, Gaius and the rest felt the urgency to

return to China and defend Jiangdong.

However, Ye Fan shook his head. “There's no hurry to go back to China, for I have put

countermeasures in place. For the time being, the Chu Sect is helpless against my old friends in

Jiangdong. Instead, I'll remove the shackles from you first and help you recover your combat ability.

Once you've fully recovered from your injuries, I have something to give all of you.”

Ye Fan's plans for their next move was already decided.

Walking up to them, he broke the supposedly unbreakable chains with a casual palm strike.

The ease with which he did so blew their minds, as the shackles had been forged by Chu Sect to

specifically restrain them.

Even Bill, who was a Supreme, was unable to break the shackles despite hacking them with his

treasured family sword.

“F*ck, we're finally free after being imprisoned for three years!”

“This feels great!”

Gaius and the others were relieved to be free from their chains.

In fact, they never felt better.

“All right now, you have plenty of time to relish your freedom later. As for now, follow me,” Ye Fan

urged.

“Where are we going?”

“Where else?” Ye Fan threw the half-dead Tang Xian a glance and sneered. “Let's send this head of

elders back to the Tang family. After that, we'll pay the Chu family a visit. After all, the blood of the Chu

family still flows within me.”

With a grave expression on his face, the words rolled off Ye Fan's tongue in a frosty tone.

Two years had passed since his last visit to the Chu residence.

Back then, the Chu family had promised to travel to China and apologize to his mother.

In the end, not only did they go back on their word, but they also caused Angie harm.

And now, some time had passed since the event.

Even though Chu Yuan and the others were no longer at the Chu residence, many of the elders of the

Chu family still lived there, some of which Ye Fan was acquainted.

After all, Ye Fan did spend a few years in the Chu residence, however humiliating it was.

“What about them?”

Gaius pointed at the survivors of the Jones family.

Ye Fan pondered for a moment. “We'll send them back before heading to Mount Chumen.”

“All right!” Gaius and the rest acknowledged.

Just like that, Gaius dragged Tang Xian's body while Owen carried Bill's on his back. As for the others,

they helped support Michael and the rest of the Jones family members who were injured.

Meanwhile, Ye Fan personally carried Angie back.

Despite remaining in a coma for the last two years, her exquisite features remain just as beautiful as

before.

After Angie's eyes were removed, Junie had given everything she had to preserve Angie's life as her

Jade Eyes had long been amalgamated together with her.

When the Chu family extracted her eyes by force, they inevitably dealt her grievous harm.

If it weren't for Junie's extraordinary medical skills, Angie would never have survived the ordeal.

Since it wasn't sustainable for her to remain in a coma indefinitely, Ye Fan was planning to find a way to

cure her once he had exacted revenge on the Chu Sect.

Soon, they returned to the Jones family.

After burying Bill with his deceased family members, Ye Fan examined Michael's injuries before

leaving.

Dragging Tang Xian along, Ye Fan set off for Mount Chumen.

Michael had wanted to go along with them. Even though he wasn't going to be of much help, he still

wanted the satisfaction of watching the Chu Sect being defeated at the hands of Ye Fan.

Unfortunately, his grievous injuries only allowed him to be with them in spirit.

Since he still needed to take care of Angie, all he could do was watch Ye Fan and his men's leaving

silhouettes as they left for Mount Chumen.

That night, Mount Chumen was exceptionally quiet.

The guards at the entrance were enjoying a casual drink.

“Other than the two heads and the head of elders who have gone out, the senior leaders have also left.

It sure feels great to have no one to boss us around. We can now drink in peace, hahaha!”

The brawny men laughed smugly.

“All right now, don't drink too much. With our best warriors out, I'm worried that our enemies might take

advantage of the situation to attack our base,” one of the senior guards expressed his concern.

“What the f*ck are you afraid of? The martial arts communities around the world are in a mess. Since

they have trouble protecting themselves, why would they come and attack us? Besides, the Chu Sect

alone is strong enough to take them on even if they combine their strengths. Therefore, who in their

right mind would dare challenge us? Only that brazen idiot, Chu Tianfan, would have the gall to do

something like that. And where did it land him? The grass on his grave is probably as tall as I am now,”

the man gloated while taking another sip of wine.

When they heard sudden footsteps, the guards assumed that the head of the elders had returned.

As the intruders approached, the guards immediately realized they didn't belong to the Chu Sect.

“Who's there? How dare you cause trouble so late at night? Do you have a death wish? Declare your

identity at once!” the guard barked arrogantly.

The young man in their lead threw the guards a glance before announcing his name, “I'm Chu Tianfan,

and I've returned to the Chu Sect.”

What? C-Chu Tianfan?

The guards peed their pants on the spot.