Dragon Clan: I'm too lazy to talk to you, you're not worthy to listen!

"You can't beat your younger brother, Yuan Zhinü, so now you're planning to take it out on me?" Ye Jingchen stared at Yuan Zhisheng's face, silently activating his Word of Power: Immortality, a faint glow emanating from his body.

"I..." Faced with Ye Jingchen's questioning, a trace of shame flashed in Yuan Zhisheng's eyes. He lowered his head, and the hands that were gripping Ye Jingchen's clothes loosened considerably.

To be fair, when Ye Jingchen and Genjiro parted ways at Tamamo-no-Mae, Ye Jingchen made a promise that he would protect Erii, and Erii is still safe and sound.

Boom! Ye Jingchen delivered a spiraling, short-range punch to Yuan Zhisheng's stomach, knocking him to the ground and sending him rolling several times. "Look at you now! Where is your kingly aura? When something trivial happens, you run around like a stray dog, completely lost and confused!"

Yuan Zhisheng clutched his stomach with one hand and supported himself on the ground with the other. He didn't understand why Ye Jingchen would suddenly attack him. He looked up in confusion, intending to ask for clarification.

Ye Jingchen rushed over and delivered a Rising Dragon Fist aimed at his chin!

Yuan Zhisheng was knocked up from the ground again, fell to the ground, his mind went blank for a moment, and he lay on the ground in a "big" shape.

He looked up at the starry sky, and the confusion in his heart dissipated considerably.

"Don't lie there pretending to be dead. You're tough as nails, this little bit of force is nothing to you!" Ye Jingchen rubbed his wrist, walked up to Yuan Zhisheng, and stretched out his hand. "How are you? Are you awake now?"

"Much better," Yuan Zhisheng smiled, grabbing Ye Jingchen's hand to help him up from the ground. "Ye Sang must already have a plan in mind, right?"

"Sigh, if you weren't out of your mind, I wouldn't need to go looking for him." Ye Jingchen sighed, his hands behind his back. "Let's go, I'm taking you to see someone. You need to control your emotions later, especially you, Yuan Zhisheng."

"Eri, I've healed your brother, Genjiro. Come here, we're about to leave."

Erii lowered her hands from her eyes after hearing Ye Jingchen's words. She hopped over with her hands behind her back, showing the two of them the small notebook: "Brother, are you done?"

Genji scratched his head shyly, "Okay, all done."

Erii smiled and wrote in her notebook, "That's good!"

Genji was still worried about Genji Heavy Industries. "Ye-san, Genji Heavy Industries... I want to gather the members of the other families now and go there to provide support."

“It’s been so long, those who wanted to help have already gone! Those who didn’t want to help, even if you gathered them, wouldn’t do much. But this time, the Inuyama family has indeed suffered a great loss.” Ye Jingchen held Erii’s hand and looked at Genjiro. “Speaking of which, with no leader, haven’t they contacted you, the next head of the family?”

Genji was watching Erii and Ye Jingchen holding hands in front of him when he heard Ye Jingchen's words and then realized, "My phone was damaged when I was fighting the evil spirits that crawled out of hell. The other family heads probably tried to contact me during that time, but they couldn't."

Ye Jingchen nodded and patted Yuan Zhisheng on the shoulder. "Don't say such harsh things. In the end, Yuan Zhisheng is still your younger brother. Don't be so rigid about many things. What you think is right and what you think is wrong is often wrong, and vice versa."

"Let's go, let's set off." Ye Jingchen pulled Erii along and walked forward.

Genji glanced in the direction of Genji Heavy Industries, then turned to follow Ye Jingchen. "Ye-san, what you're saying is too profound. Can you just tell me clearly? What could be more important than supporting Genji Heavy Industries right now?"

Ye Jingchen looked at Yuan Zhisheng's puzzled eyes and said, "This may not be what you want to know right now."

Genjiro stubbornly waved his hand, "I want to know!"

"You, Genjiro, and Erii, the three of you are siblings. I'll tell you that first. As for the rest of the doubts, you can think about them yourself. How about that?" Ye Jingchen remained expressionless, still holding Erii's hand as they walked forward.

Erii didn't think much of Ye Jingchen's words. She didn't doubt what Ye Jingchen said, and she didn't reject the truth either. Erii had always treated Genjiro as her own brother.

Genjiro has always treated Erii as his own younger sister.

Unlike Erii, Genjiro was not naive. He held his head in his hands, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Eri has been living with the Uesugi family since she was a child. She grew up in the Snake-Headed Eight Families."

When I was a child, my father brought me back from the mountains to the Hebi-Hachi family. Later, Genjiro became a demon...

How could Erii and the two of us possibly be siblings?

"Oh? Even now you still think that your brother, who can beat you to a pulp, is a demon?" Ye Jingchen looked at Yuan Zhisheng as if he were an idiot. "Even now, you're still willing to call that guy 'Dad'?"

While that guy did indeed raise you, he only used the resources of the Snake Clan, and moreover, he treated you as a pawn. But you truly lived up to the idiom, recognizing a thief as your father.

After all, being old and not dying is considered thievery, and that guy even wants to become a dragon immortal.

"You mean, Genji isn't a demon? Indeed, how could a demon possibly defeat me, the Emperor? No, it doesn't matter whether he is or not, he has committed so many evils..." Genji felt like he was caught in a whirlpool. "All your words point to Tachibana Masamune, the patriarch. What is your basis for this?"

Based on the clues given by Ye Jingchen, Yuan Zhisheng has deduced some conclusions that he is reluctant to admit. He urgently needs Ye Jingchen to give him the truth!

Perhaps, he needed Ye Jingchen to deceive him and not tell him the truth.

"Why do you harbor such malice towards your brother? You're not him, you don't know what he's been through. As for Tachibana Masamune, stop asking. If you don't want to think in that direction, why are you asking me?" Ye Jingchen saw a ramen shop and stopped, watching the owner packing up inside.

The boss had short, graying hair, a white towel draped over his shoulder, and was wiping the table with a handkerchief in his hand. He exuded an aura of superiority that was neither humble nor arrogant, a quality that seemed to belong to a world apart from ordinary people.

His features bear a resemblance to those of Genjiro; no, it should be said that Genjiro bears a resemblance to him.

As if sensing that someone was watching him, the ramen shop owner turned his head to look outside the shop. His gaze met Ye Jingchen's, and then he looked at Erii and Genjiro's faces a few more times. He muttered to himself, "The little girl looks pleasing to the eye no matter how you look at her, but the other two boys just don't look pleasing to the eye."

Ye Jingchen pulled Erii into the shop, took out a cigarette and handed it to her, smiling as he said, "Boss, are you closing up shop? The three of us haven't eaten yet, we've been craving your noodles for ages!"

The ramen shop owner smiled and took the cigarette from Ye Jingchen. "I was about to close up shop, but since you said so, please come in and sit down. But you'll have to wait a little while I knead a new dough."

As the ramen shop owner spoke, he turned and went into the kitchen to knead the dough and make ramen.

"Thank you so much, boss! You're so generous!" Ye Jingchen rarely flattered anyone.

Ye Jingchen turned to look at Yuan Zhisheng, who was still standing outside the shop, and said, "What are you still standing there for? Come in and sit down!"

The moment Genji saw this ramen shop owner he had never met before, he felt a sense of destiny welling up inside him for some reason.

He walked nervously into the ramen shop.

Ye Jingchen took a glass of water, looked at the transparent disposable glass, and suddenly said something.

"But all I see is the laughter of the new bride; I hear no weeping of the old."