Chapter 251, Human or Ghost (Second Update)

Li Hong’s expression was taut with tension, wishing he could drag these people out and slaughter them.

Now it was over, even jumping into the Yellow River wouldn’t wash him clean.

Li Mochan’s whole body bristled with a reversed fierce energy, and he turned to run out.

"Wei Bei, keep an eye on things here," Wei Nan instructed before hastily chasing after him.

Wei Bei looked down at the men in black on the ground, his face dark with anger, "Take them all back."

"Yes."

"Wait." Li Hong quickly spoke up, realizing that if everyone was taken away, he would have nowhere to find evidence.

Wei Bei glanced sideways at him, sneering with sarcasm, "You’d better pray here that Ye Jiuliang is safe and unharmed. If she’s missing so much as a single hair, your entire family had better prepare for a burial."

If Ye Jiuliang were to suffer any mishap, he had no doubt that their young master would turn the entire capital into a hellish inferno.

Li Hong was shocked to the core, staring at Wei Bei, unable to speak for a long time.

...

"Boom, boom, boom—"

The brazen roar of the engine shattered the Su Family’s tranquility.

In the luminescent green courtyard, towering bodyguards chased after a motorcycle.

Hysterical shouts of stop did nothing to slow the rider.

"You can’t go in."

"You can’t just barge in like this."

Inside the house, hearing the noise, the Su Family hurried out.

Looking up, they saw the black motorcycle charging towards them.

"Ah."

Wang Lian was startled, reflexively letting out a scream.

"Who let this lunatic in? Are they insane, riding a motorcycle into a private residence like this?"

"What are the bodyguards doing, letting someone like this in?"

The clamor was getting on old Master Su’s nerves.

The black motorcycle stopped steadily, just an inch from the steps.

Old Master Su looked at the figure of the rider, feeling a sense of familiarity.

Before he could guess who it was, the figure on the motorcycle raised a hand and took off the helmet.

Long hair cascaded like a waterfall in the wind, revealing a delicate face in the sunlight, with lips curved in a mischievous and slightly wicked smile.

Ye Jiuliang!

Old Master Su’s gaze shifted subtly, wondering what this calamity was doing at their home.

Next to him, Wang Lian’s complexion was one of horror, her voice trembling, "You, you, you..."

Was she human or ghost?

Hadn’t that person promised her a foolproof plan?

They just received word that Ye Jiuliang had fallen off a cliff and was smashed to pieces, so how could she be here?

What in the world was going on?

Old Master Su’s displeasure was apparent as his gaze swept towards Ye Jiuliang and he spoke sharply, "Ye Jiuliang, what are you doing here?"

If it weren’t for her, their Su Family wouldn’t have fallen out with the Li Family. Because of Li Mochan’s oppression towards their Su Family, they had been doing miserably lately, with many noble families in the capital avoiding them like the plague.

Ye Jiuliang placed her helmet down and swung her leg off the motorcycle.

Her black boots stepped onto the stair, and she strode closer.

"What am I here for?"

She let out a mocking laugh, her eyes tinged with disdain.

"Of course, I’m here to settle scores,"

Wen Liang’s voice exploded in his ear, and Wang barely recovered his own voice, "Ye Jiuliang, you..."

"Do you doubt whether I’m a human or a ghost?" Ye Jiuliang glanced at her disdainfully, the corners of her lips curving into a cold smile.

"You thought I would certainly die after falling off the cliff, didn’t you?"

"I..." Wang Lian’s breath hitched, and she stepped back in fear when she met Jiuliang’s piercing gaze.

"I don’t understand what you’re talking about."

Ye Jiuliang wasn’t in a hurry to make her admit anything, walking past them and directly into the living room.

The old Master Su watched her back then cast an inscrutable glance at Wang Lian, lowering his voice, "Did you do something?"

"Dad, I didn’t. It’s all Ye Jiuliang talking nonsense. I have no idea what she’s saying. She must be holding a grudge against what happened last time, so she deliberately came here to stir up trouble," Wang Lian said aggrievedly, with the expression of a victim.

Old Master Su snorted, "It would be best if that’s the case."

"Bang bang—"

A sudden sound of something shattering erupted from the living room.

Old Master Su and the others hurried in.

At the sight, they all stood frozen in place.

In the corner, a large vase half the height of a person lay shattered into debris, and it just so happened to be a valuable antique.

Old Master Su almost fainted from anger upon seeing his treasured collection in pieces on the floor.

Wang Lian turned to the one responsible, grinding her teeth and shouting, "Ye Jiuliang, have you lost your mind? What are you doing?"

Ye Jiuliang’s eyes narrowed, a cold light swirling, "What am I doing? Can’t you see for yourself?"

"Ye Jiuliang, what exactly do you want? I can sue you for breaking and entering, and wantonly destroying other people’s property," Old Master Su roared furiously, his face turning a mix of purple and cyan.

"Last time, our Su Family has paid the price. What more do you want?"

Ye Jiuliang weighed the vase in her hand, a chill solidifying in her eyes, "What I want... this morning, just as I returned to the capital, your Su Family had already joined others in an attempt on my life on the road."

Her tone, which had been mild, suddenly took on a ruthless edge, "I’m here to demand an account from you. Shouldn’t I?"

As she finished, her hand tossed casually, and another precious vase was ruined.

"Bang—"

Shards scattered, jolting everyone present into a daze.

Putting aside the pain of his antiques, Old Master Su said grimly, "Ye Jiuliang, stop your nonsense. When did our Su Family send someone to kill you?"

"That’s something you should ask your beloved daughter-in-law," Ye Jiuliang replied, kicking aside the debris on the floor, her gaze on Wang Lian half-mocking, half-smiling.

Wang Lian felt panic take hold within, "I..."

As Old Master Su’s gaze fell on her, Wang Lian quickly defended herself, "I didn’t, Dad. Don’t listen to her blabber. I’m home all day taking care of Yishan. I don’t have the ability to harm her."

"What’s happened?" Hearing the commotion, Su Yishan came downstairs.

Seeing the chaos, before she could express her surprise, she caught a glimpse of the figure standing to the side and her expression abruptly changed.

"Ye Jiuliang, what are you doing in my house? What right do you have to act recklessly here? Get out," she demanded.

Listening to her nagging voice, an inkling of irritation appeared in Ye Jiuliang’s eyes, "Be quiet."

"Yishan." Fearing that Jiuliang might harm his daughter, Wang Lian ran over and shielded her behind her.

"Ye Jiuliang, I don’t understand what you’re talking about. Get out now, or I’ll call the police."

Ye Jiuliang cracked a mocking smile, frost spreading in her eyes, "It doesn’t matter if you don’t admit it. I have plenty of ways to make you admit."

With a flick of her wrist, a thick envelope landed on the table, "I didn’t want to come empty-handed, so I brought a gift for the Su Family. No need to thank me."

Old Master Su looked at Ye Jiuliang, then reached out and picked up the thick envelope.

He tore open the envelope, pulled out the documents inside, and upon seeing the first page, Old Master Su’s face turned ashen, and a storm churned in his heart.

He looked up at Ye Jiuliang, his voice trembling slightly, "Where did you get these? How do you have these documents?"

If these documents were to leak, their Su Family would truly be finished.