Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

“Ye Fan, where are we going? Are we leaving China?” Angie asked.

Ye Fan, who was at the wheel of a sports car, floored the accelerator as they sped down the highway.

Like a bolt of lightning, the gleaming red car zoomed past every other vehicle, leaving them in its dust.

As it turned out, Ye Fan had gotten Li Er to secure the car for him before the journey.

It was a limited edition Bugatti Veyron, boasting an impressive twelve hundred horsepower and a top

speed of four hundred and thirty-one kilometers per hour.

Even though that speed was nothing to write home about in Ye Fan's eyes, he undoubtedly had his

reason for leaving in a car.

“Yes. I'm taking you to a secret place, Angie,” he replied. “It's completely safe there, but you might also

feel much lonelier. Do you think you'll be okay with that?”

Ye Fan had long thought of a place to go.

His primary goal for leaving was to go into solitary training and break through the god realm, so of

course, he would need to be in a secure location.

Otherwise, his cultivation might be disturbed, which would subsequently foil his plan and render it

impossible for him to extend Angie's life.

Angie's face instantly broke into a smile. “It's okay. With you around, I'll never feel lonely, no matter

where we go. But are you really not bringing Lin along, Ye Fan? Everyone knows he's your flesh and

blood, and if the International Martial Arts Union can't get their hands on you, they'd surely go after

him.”

Needless to say, she was a little worried.

The truth was that Ye Fan did not have many family members left in the world.

Even though the Chu family were his paternal relatives, he had always regarded them as opponents

from an early age and thus felt no familial love for them. That was why he did not care about them

during the current crisis.

Besides, the Chu family was a powerful clan with many years of history, so naturally, the Chus must

have cards up their sleeve which could save their lives.

It would not be easy for the International Martial Arts Union to annihilate the Chu family.

The union was also mindful of the grudge between Ye Fan and the Chu family, so it was unlikely they

would do anything too drastic toward the Chu family.

In fact, there was an even higher possibility of the Chu family joining forces with the International

Martial Arts Union to hunt Ye Fan down.

Therefore, Ye Fan was not at all worried about the situation on the Chu family's side.

The only people he needed to care about were his uncles and aunt.

Thankfully, Ye Tian and the others were not considered big targets, so Ye Fan arranged for them to live

in seclusion in India. With them blending into the local scene and having Junie's secret protection, it

would be like looking for a needle in a haystack if the International Martial Arts Union ever tried to find

them.

Moreover, the union might not be willing to waste so many resources to track down a few mere mortals.

Chu Lin, however, was a completely different story.

If the International Martial Arts Union failed to apprehend Ye Fan, they would, without a doubt, do

everything to hunt down Chu Lin instead.

After all, he was Ye Fan's only son, and there was nothing more excruciating than a father's pain of

losing his child.

Despite that, Ye Fan smiled calmly in response. “You don't have to worry about Lin. I've already

arranged for him to be sent to my great-grandmother's residence, which also happens to be the Chu

family's ancestral house. You can rest assured that it's well-protected by Great-grandma and Mr.

Yunyang. Even if the top four fighters on the Empyrean Ranking were to join forces, it'd be tough

enough for them to make a dent, much less break into the house.”

He had confidence in his great-grandmother's ability.

Truth be told, he even considered locking himself away in the Chu residence for his cultivation but

decided against it upon recalling his great-grandmother's age. He did not want to give the elderly

woman any more trouble than necessary, so it was best that he leave.

Ye Fan was already immensely grateful for her help in caring for Lin.

Meanwhile, it was not long after Ye Fan's departure that a massive group of fighters began flocking to

Yunzhou.

Even fighter jets hovered in Jiangdong's airspace as they awaited their orders.

At Dongchang Lake, several Grandmasters from War God Castle brought Li Er over to Chen Jiuzhou.

“Hall Master, this is Li Er, Chu Tianfan's most trusted subordinate! He's the one who helps to manage

Jiangdong when Chu Tianfan isn't around!” Zhao Zhenlu reported as he pointed at the severely beaten

and bruised Li Er.

Chen Jiuzhou glanced at Li Er. “I remember him. He even insulted me during my enthronement

ceremony. I bet you never expected that I'd ascend to the top of China in such a short time, huh? Ye

Fan, on the contrary, has become a pathetic piece of trash. Tell me—where has he gone to?” he

demanded coldly.

The next second, Zhao Zhenlu landed a kick on Li Er's knee. “Get on your knees and answer Hall

Master, you geezer!”

Li Er, who had never been the bravest person, gritted his teeth to endure the pain as he dropped to his

knees against his will.

“Pfft! You're nothing but a lying hypocrite. What right do you have to be China's leader? Go ahead and

kill me! I'd rather die than divulge Mr. Chu's whereabouts! However, I do believe that Mr. Chu will

avenge my death!” Li Er thundered, rage pulsing through his veins.

Hmph! Wasn't it only a few days ago when Chen Jiuzhou swore never to enter Jiangdong again?

What's he doing in Yunzhou now?

“Your words are just a bunch of bullsh*t!” Li Er added unfeelingly. “Who's going to listen to you?”

Smack!

Enraged, Zhao Zhenlu slapped Li Er hard across the face. “You have a death wish, you geezer!” he

spat.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Just then, several loud, piercing sounds resonated in the air.

When Chen Jiuzhou heard those sounds, his arrogance was quickly replaced by a look of utmost

respect.