Chapter 42: A Family Should Be United

As Ye Chen shouted, he casually cast several Fireball spells, sending them crashing into the outer walls of the nearby courtyard. The explosions rattled the surroundings, and the walls crumbled in succession.

The commotion was huge. The cultivators in the courtyards nearby were all startled by the sudden uproar. They hadn’t expected such a disturbance in this usually peaceful area.

Even the middle-aged man, who lay on the ground, dazed from pain, was stunned by Ye Chen’s actions. He knew Ye Chen would call for help, but he had thought Ye Chen would contact the elders of the Ye family to deal with the Jin siblings. He didn’t expect Ye Chen to directly summon the Enforcement Team. As for the crumbling walls, the middle-aged man understood why he did so.

Silver Moon Market was entirely under the control of the Mo family. All the cultivators who resided here had to pay rent for the property. Every tree and every bit of landscaping was subject to compensation if damaged.

With such widespread destruction, someone would need to reimburse the Mo family for the losses. The middle-aged man, already on the brink of death and with only a few low-grade spirit stones left, couldn’t care less.

Meanwhile, Ye Chen, as the victim and a family disciple, wasn’t someone the Mo family would bother with. The only logical choice was for the Mo family to go after the Jin siblings, making Ye Chen’s actions seem even more calculated.

This Ye Chen was certainly making a scene. The rumors of him being a “simp” were completely misleading.

The middle-aged man, although grievously wounded, couldn’t help but feel a twisted sense of satisfaction. With such a big ruckus, it was only a matter of time before cultivators from the Mo family arrived.

Sure enough, within moments, several figures appeared. All of them were in the late stages of Qi Refining, their faces serious as they took in the sight before them.

When they saw the middle-aged man reduced to a dismembered husk, none of their expressions changed. But when they surveyed the ravaged street and the damaged courtyards, their brows furrowed in displeasure.

The Mo family collected rent, but they also bore responsibility for the property’s upkeep. Renting out homes that were then damaged for no reason meant they had to pay for repairs.

The cost of the repairs would be no small sum, and the state of the family’s finances made the cultivators’ expressions grow increasingly somber.

The leader of the group, standing at the forefront, turned to Ye Chen and asked, “What happened here?”

Ye Chen cupped his hands lightly and greeted, “Greetings, Senior. I am Ye Chen, a disciple of the Ye family. My father is Ye Tianhe.”

He paused for a moment, then continued, “This person suddenly attacked me, and I managed to fight back by a stroke of luck.”

The cultivators glanced at Ye Chen, who looked completely unharmed, and then at the middle-aged man, who had been reduced to a dismembered corpse on the ground. Their expressions twitched.

“Stroke of luck?” they thought, their eyes narrowing in disbelief. The situation was clearly not what he claimed.

However, once they knew that Ye Chen was from the Ye family, their attitudes softened considerably. In the cultivation world, one’s background mattered just as much as strength. They had heard of the Ye family, and Ye Tianhe’s name wasn’t unknown either. With that connection, they had less interest in making an issue out of the fight itself. But the matter of compensation for the Mo family’s losses had to be addressed.

The leader of the group fixed his gaze on the middle-aged man. “Anyone who dares to act violently in Silver Moon Market, whether they strike or incite others, is guilty of a capital offense.”

He stepped forward and continued, “Speak quickly, and we’ll put an end to your suffering.”

The middle-aged man, writhing in pain, was beyond caring about self-preservation at this point. With no hesitation, he began spilling everything. He recounted the events in full, detailing how they had killed many people in the mountains, including several family disciples. He knew his life was already forfeit, and he figured it was better to reveal everything than die with a secret. In his desperate state, he even added, “But that wall, that was his doing….”

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His eyes turned to Ye Chen, the bitterness evident in his voice. “I was already lying on the ground, my limbs severed, while he kept shouting for help and kept bombing the surroundings with Fireball spells! It was all him.”

The middle-aged man harbored deep resentment toward Jin Wuqing, but he was just as eager to make Ye Chen’s situation more complicated. If he was going to die, he might as well cause some trouble for the person who had made him suffer.

Ye Chen’s lips twitched as he realized the man’s betrayal. He suddenly felt extremely awkward. He had only wanted to stir things up, give the Mo family some incentive to take action, so they wouldn’t overlook his own troubles. But now, he hadn’t thought things through properly and had been exposed on the spot.

This was a bit too embarrassing!

Ye Chen awkwardly explained, “I was too nervous and couldn’t control myself.…”