Chapter 124: An Overwhelming Victory

The Shangjing Consortium has launched another massive operation.

The turmoil caused this time is even more violent than before. In a very short span, the entire Ye Clan has been paralyzed; not only are they besieged by domestic crises, but a vast amount of their overseas business has also suffered a devastating, dimensionality-reducing blow. Such terrifying force far exceeded everyone's expectations, sweeping through everything like a falling leaf in a storm. At this juncture, no one could believe that the true strength of the Shangjing Consortium had been hidden so deeply. It was truly unfathomable, leaving everyone’s jaws on the floor. It was also at this moment that the crowd suddenly realized why the overseas Hong family had been so willing to act as their subsidiary: it stemmed from absolute power.

Ye Tiancheng, the current young master, was now shivering with cold, his body slick with sweat that dripped incessantly. He was filled with profound anxiety. Especially when Ye Tianlin’s gaze slowly shifted and fixed upon him, it felt as though his heart were being crushed to dust. He had thought that by seizing this opportunity to become the young master, he could finally replace his rival, reach the pinnacle of his life, and inherit the family legacy—everything had seemed so logical. But who could have known that such a massive reversal would occur? Not only did it figuratively slap the Matriarch across the face, but it also left him, Ye Tiancheng, feeling utterly ashamed and regretting his actions to the point of despair.

Had he known things would turn out this way, he never would have stood up at the impeachment assembly to accept the title of young master, for it was no blessing, but a harbinger of doom. Back at the Su family villa, he should not have kicked them while they were down, flaunting his petty triumph and spouting absurd remarks while questioning the truth in front of the entire Su family. And just moments ago, before Ye Tianlin had arrived, he should not have harbored illusions or clung to that final shred of hope; for the truth is the truth, and illusions are destined to be shattered.

"Young Master, please, show mercy and spare my life!"
"I swear that from this day forward, I will know my place and never try to be clever again!"
"As long as you show mercy today, I am willing to be your servant for the rest of my life!"

Ye Tiancheng could no longer hold it together; his mental state collapsed completely. Snot and tears streaming down his face, he knelt on the ground, kowtowing desperately and begging for mercy, shedding the arrogant facade he had worn before.

Seeing the situation turn dire, Elder Ye bowed ninety degrees, pleading, "Young Master, Tiancheng is my own flesh and blood. Please, for the sake of our family ties, spare his life!"

Ye Tianlin laughed coldly. "According to the rules of the Ye Clan, one must not turn against their own kin, and violators face severe punishment. It is a pity that I am no longer a member of this clan, and to speak of 'family ties' now is far too late."

Elder Ye pleaded, cold sweat streaming down his face, "It was indeed my fault at the impeachment assembly that led to such dire consequences, but no one is a saint—who can avoid making mistakes? I hope you can show some leniency. Even if you banish him from the Ye Clan, I would accept it."

"Indeed, no one is a saint, and no one is without fault. But unfortunately, I, Ye Tianlin, am no saint either. Even if I do not want the position of the Ye Clan's young master, it is not something just anyone is qualified to pick up!" Ye Tianlin’s tone was ironclad and imposing.

"Young Master, spare me!" Ye Tiancheng, terrified to his core, began frantically slapping his own face, hoping to save his life at the very last moment.

Ye Tianlin did not even glance at him. As if disposing of trash, he gave a light wave of his hand. Several men seized Ye Tiancheng and dragged him to the back, where a blood-curdling scream soon rang out. After several minutes, the screaming finally faded away. The clan members present were chilled to the bone, trembling with fear. Elder Ye stood frozen; even without witnessing it, he knew that Ye Tiancheng had lost his life and been sent to the afterlife.

Thump!

Elder Ye’s expression was one of immense agony. He collapsed to the ground in despair, his entire being radiating defeat. He could not help but burst into loud, wailing sobs, tears of regret pouring out. With Ye Tiancheng dead, all hope for his branch of the family had been extinguished. From this day forward, his lineage had no possibility, no chance of ever controlling the Ye Clan’s grand legacy, and they were doomed to fall. All of this was caused by his own hand; had he not proposed it himself, this outcome would never have come to pass, severing his own bloodline’s future. Unable to bear the blow, Elder Ye roared once before fainting on the spot, unconscious.

Ye Tianlin shifted his gaze once more to the Matriarch. Pointing at the wretched state of Elder Ye, he said, "Look, Matriarch. I have done another thing for you—something you wanted to do but could not. I wonder what your thoughts are now?"

"If not for me, Ye Tianlin, I fear you would never have achieved this, even in your dreams."

"It is a pity that I no longer need your condescending gratitude, nor do I need you to lower your head to me."

"What I, Ye Tianlin, want, is to make you regret."