Chapter 8: The Last Eunuch of the Wang Family

Normally, Deng Yong was used to flaunting his arrogance, but that didn't mean he was a fool. Just now, seeing Chen Yang's move was enough to prove that Chen Yang was, at the very least, a black belt-level expert.

Deng Yong knew in his heart that he wouldn't be able to take Chen Yang down by himself. If he wanted revenge, he'd need backup. In the next moment, the figure of Brother Dao surfaced in Deng Yong's mind.

"Kid, you've got guts, I'll give you that. But let me tell you, this isn't over. Just you wait!"

With that final threat, Deng Yong stormed off, full of fury. Judging by his demeanor, it was clear today's incident wouldn't end peacefully.

Shen Yanran felt a bit anxious; she knew Deng Yong's vengeful nature all too well. But Su Tang, carefree as ever, was all stars in her eyes.

"Wow, I never imagined you were so amazing!"

Su Tang looked at Chen Yang with pure admiration. "How about this—I’ll call you 'Strong Brother' from now on!"

Strong Brother?

Chen Yang frowned slightly; those words sounded awkward no matter how he thought about it. It felt like a cab driver's nickname. It could easily be misunderstood. Chen Yang had no desire to become the butt of a joke. "Just call me by my name. By the way, I have something to do, so I'll leave now."

He’d only come to meet the girls because it was his mother's decree. Chen Yang had no choice. Now that he'd seen the girls and played the hero, it was time to get on with his real business.

The most pressing matter was to intensify his training. Next came his family's financial crisis.

Just as Chen Yang turned to leave, Shen Yanran’s voice sounded softly behind him. "Even though it's impossible for us to be together, I still want to thank you. Oh, and three days from now is my birthday. If you have time, come to Royal KTV—I’ve booked a private room!"

"Strong Brother, you should come! You and Yanran aren't a match, but there will be other girls. I guarantee you'll be satisfied, hehe!"

Su Tang stuck out her tongue playfully. She was naive, just wanting to help Chen Yang find a girlfriend, but her words raced ahead like a car speeding at 150 miles per hour.

Clearly, the two girls thought Chen Yang was focused on finding a girlfriend. Why else would he come to a matchmaking session?

Chen Yang sighed softly. "Alright, I'll go if I have time."

He brushed them off, turned, and left. His time was precious—he had no patience for idle chatter.

Only a dozen days remained before the bank’s deadline to repossess their property. If he couldn’t raise 400 million in that time, Chen Wanxian was doomed.

At three in the afternoon, Chen Yang received a call from his mother. As soon as he answered, Liu Mei’s voice came through, trembling with tears. "Son, your father—your father..."

Liu Mei was crying her heart out. Chen Yang sensed trouble and asked quickly, "Mom, what happened?"

"I don’t know. Out of nowhere, your father was assaulted—he’s at the Yun University Affiliated Hospital now. The doctors say his injuries are severe!"

Liu Mei had lost her pillar—her last hope rested on her son.

Hearing this, a cold, murderous light flashed in Chen Yang’s eyes.

"Was it the Chu family or the Wang family?"

Chen Yang clenched his fists, silently sentencing both families to death in his heart. But first, he needed to get to the hospital.

"Mom, don’t worry. I’m coming right now!"

He hung up and hurried to the hospital. As soon as he entered the ward, he saw Chen Wanxian, covered in injuries and unconscious.

Liu Mei was heartbroken, but she stayed by her husband's side, never leaving for a moment.

"Son, the doctors say your father’s outlook isn’t good—he won’t wake up for at least half a month!"

Liu Mei sobbed.

Half a month?

Chen Yang frowned, thinking to himself: The timing couldn’t be more perfect.

With Chen Wanxian unconscious, by the time half a month had passed, the Chen family’s real estate would be completely devoured by others.

No need to guess—it was either the Chu family, the Wang family, or even the Xu family had a hand in it.

Chen Yang quietly released his spiritual sense, examining his father’s injuries. As the doctors said, while his life wasn’t in danger, he wouldn’t recover any time soon.

Unfortunately, Chen Yang’s cultivation was too low to help his father heal.

He realized he couldn’t afford to waste time here.

He had to race against the clock.

Every grudge has its source, every debt its owner—he’d start with Wang Mingyuan.

With that in mind, Chen Yang gave a few instructions and left the hospital.

That night, Chen Yang used his techniques to quickly locate Wang Mingyuan.

The night was worth a thousand gold coins.

At that moment, Wang Mingyuan was in a luxury hotel, indulging in pleasures with a minor starlet, lost in ecstasy.

Wang Mingyuan was notorious for his debauchery—certainly not limited to Xu Qing.

Chen Yang didn’t care.

Just as Wang Mingyuan was immersed in his efforts, a shadow flickered—none other than Chen Yang.

He moved like a phantom, appearing and disappearing without a trace.

"Ah..."

The starlet, facing away from Wang Mingyuan, saw Chen Yang first and screamed in terror.

"Can you not scream? I haven’t even started yet—you’ll feel even worse soon!"

Wang Mingyuan was still clueless, lost in confusion.

"Impressive, you’re really working hard—but without those drugs, you’re just a three-second man."

Chen Yang snorted, glancing disdainfully at the array of miracle oils and supplements on the nightstand.

A moment later, Wang Mingyuan realized something was wrong. He shoved the starlet aside, ignoring the heat of the moment, and stared at Chen Yang, stammering, "Ch—Chen Yang, you bastard, what are you doing here?"

Chen Yang sneered, "I go wherever I please."

Enraged, Wang Mingyuan lunged at him, not caring if he was dressed or not.

But he forgot the vast gulf in strength between him and Chen Yang—a difference as great as heaven and earth.

Predictably, Wang Mingyuan was beaten black and blue once more.

The starlet was terrified, clutching a thin bedsheet. "If you want money or anything else, take it! Just don’t kill me!"

Such a pitiful creature, even naked, couldn’t interest Chen Yang.

He snorted coldly. "Get out. And if you dare leak a word, I promise you’ll regret ever being born."

"Okay, okay, I won’t say anything! You can trust me!"

With that, the starlet fled, barely scrambling together her clothes.

Now, Wang Mingyuan made no more pretense. He roared, "Chen, what do you want from me?"

Chen Yang didn’t bother to ask whether Wang Mingyuan’s family was behind his father’s attack. It made no difference—even if they weren’t, he wouldn’t spare them.

Squatting down, Chen Yang smiled coldly. "Since you’re being upfront, so will I. I need money—let’s say you lend me a billion, how about it?"

A billion?

Wang Mingyuan was stunned. "Chen Yang, are you insane? Not only do I not have a billion, even if I did, I’d never lend it to you!"

Chen Yang sneered again. "You don’t have it, but your father does. If you refuse, I’ll make you..."

He cast an ominous glance at Wang Mingyuan’s precious parts.

Then continued, "I’ll make you a eunuch."

A eunuch?

Wang Mingyuan panicked; he had no desire to become one. But surrender wasn’t an option.

"Chen Yang, if you touch me, the Wang family won’t spare you. No—the whole Yunzhou won’t spare you, including your family!"

Wang Mingyuan threatened fiercely, desperately clinging to hope.

"So the Wang family is that powerful, huh?" Chen Yang mocked.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed with cold light. An invisible force burst from his palm, striking Wang Mingyuan’s vital parts.

A scream, like a pig being slaughtered, echoed through the room.

The next day, the hotel manager found Wang Mingyuan and sent him back to the Wang family.

Wang Mingyuan lay in bed, his face ashen. Though conscious, he was silent as a corpse—his expression lifeless, devoid of hope.

Some people are alive, but it’s as if they’re dead.

His father, Wang Ai, and his elegant mother, Cai Yueqin, paced anxiously at his side.

"My precious son, how are you? Speak to me! Don’t scare your mother!"

Cai Yueqin was full of worry.

Wang Ai was more composed. "Son, tell me who hurt you. Dad will avenge you!"

After a long silence, Wang Mingyuan finally broke down, crying bitterly.

"Mom, Dad, I’m sorry—I’ve disgraced our family. The Wang family may be doomed, unable to carry on our bloodline..."

His face was full of despair. "Chen Yang did this to me. I want him dead! I want him to die without a grave!"

Hearing this, Wang Ai and Cai Yueqin were stunned. Upon checking, they found Wang Mingyuan's precious parts were nearly gone.

Cai Yueqin couldn’t accept this and fainted on the spot.

Wang Ai was consumed with rage—he would stop at nothing to destroy Chen Yang.