Even a three year old child could tell that Old Man Zhao was being sarcastic. The dignity in his tone caused Young Master Yan to feel a chill run down his spine. He hurriedly shook his head, "No, no, Grandpa Zhao, that was deliberately framing me. Please don't misunderstand!"
"At this point, it's fine if you don't admit your mistake, but you still want to quibble. It seems that you're hopeless."
Old Man Zhao sighed. With a flip of his hand, a dagger appeared, and he threw it to Third Master, who caught it with trembling hands.
Old Man Zhao casually said, "You can come."
"Ah …" Not only Young Master Yan, but even Third Master was stunned. "Godfather, Little Yan only did such a stupid thing in a moment of confusion, and he's already miserable enough. Please give him a chance."
In front of me, San Ye had been sincere and obedient because he didn't have a choice, and he understood the seriousness of the matter. Now that he was facing Old Zhao's unreasonable request, San Ye couldn't comply. In fact, he loved Young Master Yan very much. Otherwise, he wouldn't have bought him a sports car worth millions of yuan not long after the Tiger Head Gang was destroyed.
He and Old Man Zhao had known each other for many years. Although they didn't have much contact during that period, he still felt that Old Man Zhao didn't have to be so ruthless. After all, he was Old Man Zhao's adopted son, and Little Yan was also related to him, so there should be room for negotiation.
"Chance?
An idiot like him doesn't need a chance. If I tell you to do it, do it. What are you waiting for?
In order to deal with that kid, you even sacrificed my grandson, Zhao Yunfei. You're an experienced man. If you don't have this little courage, how can you achieve great things? "Old Man Zhao said without any hesitation.
"Godfather, you weren't so cruel in the past. Why?" Third Master knelt on the ground with a thud, hoping that Old Man Zhao would let him go.
However, Old Man Zhao didn't move. He snorted coldly. "You said it yourself. That was in the past. If I hadn't shown mercy to Zhuang Feng, how could I be sitting on pins and needles today?
To be honest, the thing I, Zhao Tiehan, regret the most in my life is that I didn't let Wen Te kill Zhuang Feng in one move. If I had known this would happen, I would have done it myself. Now, he has grown to a point where people are fearful of him, and he has seriously affected the interests of my Zhao family. Those Tom, Dick, and Harry who are close to him, who used to be insignificant, have recently begun to compete with the Zhao Corporation without fear. They are completely riding on my head! "
His words revealed a strong sense of unwillingness and anger. Perhaps Old Man Zhao would never have thought that a few months ago, I was just an unknown brat who could wantonly play with me in the palm of his hand. Because he boasted that he was a righteous sect, he used some connections to repeatedly try to kill me, but I was able to turn misfortunes into blessings.
Now, even if Old Man Zhao came up with a few schemes to frame me, these local officials didn't dare to cooperate with him. After all, I swaggered in and out with the commander-in-chief and the others. This was enough to show something.
Although everyone present had signed a confidentiality agreement, a smart person would be able to draw inferences after a careful analysis. One had to know that Ouyang Jun had already said that I wouldn't be able to live past the Elite Selection. In the end, the Ouyang Clan didn't say a word and maintained absolute silence, while I was alive and kicking.
This simply didn't conform to common sense. Think about it, if Ouyang Jun won the crown, I'm afraid that all kinds of good news would have already spread to the point where everyone knew about it. In this way, it could almost be ruled out that Ouyang Jun would be the champion. But I was clearly having a meal with Curator Du and the others in a high-profile manner.
Just thinking about it made people feel terrified. If I won the crown, why did I have to hide the news? Most people in the outside world thought that I was leaving some face for the Ouyang family. But in fact, Curator Du had such an idea because he wanted to protect me. Defeating Ouyang Jun wasn't a big deal, it only proved that I was a well-deserved dark horse.
But my powerful move had sent Old Man Ouyang flying. This could be said to be shocking explosive news. Once it was made public, I would become the focus of the world's attention. In this way, the matter of the Blood Demon's remnant consciousness would be exposed.
Although Old Man Ouyang didn't feel the dark power, Du Hongchen could see some clues. He was admittedly one of the top experts in the Nan Yun Province, but in the vast Hua Xia Country, there was no lack of hidden experts. If some people harbored evil intentions and took a fancy to the Blood Demon's remnant consciousness, I would never have a day of peace.
Therefore, Du Hongchen's sudden decision seemed to help the Ouyang family, but in fact, he was helping me stall for time. As long as I stayed quiet for a year and a half, if I could hold on and save myself, then everyone would be happy. My future would be boundless, and I would be a great talent for the Nan Yun Province. If I failed, at least it wouldn't set off a calamity in the martial arts world. The secret of the Blood Demon's remnant consciousness would also be kept hidden. It could only be said that his considerations were truly well-intentioned.
And now, when Old Man Zhao recalled my strongest attack against Old Man Ouyang, he felt a lingering fear in his heart. If he was in my place, he would have definitely been blasted into smithereens!
There was no doubt that Old Man Zhao was restless at every moment, worried that I would run to the Zhao family and massacre them.
If that happened, the Zhao family wouldn't have the power to resist. Young Master Yan thought himself clever and made things difficult for me at this critical juncture, which was purely a hindrance to me. In his eyes, this kind of idiot deserved to die.
"Foster father, you can't say it like that. I can understand your feelings, but according to my understanding of that brat, he shouldn't take the initiative to find trouble. We should first calm down and take our time to think about it."
San Ye squeezed out a smile. He rarely saw Old Man Zhao fly into a rage. But when he thought about what happened in the elite competition, he sighed inwardly.
"Hehe, there's no time to think about it. San, as a person, don't forget your roots. Think about how you got your life. I'll give you some time to think about it!"
Old Man Zhao sighed lightly. Although he didn't lose his temper, his gloomy face made people feel even more afraid.
Old Man Zhao was originally restless, but this Young Master Yan still bumped into the muzzle of his gun. No matter what reason he had, he couldn't erase his crimes. Only death could dispel Old Man Zhao's hatred.
San Ye took a deep breath. His expression was rather complicated. He glanced at Young Master Yan. The latter was scared to the point of tears and snot. That miserable expression made him, as his father, feel anxious.