CHAPTER 39: CHAPTER 39 SOLVE IT YOURSELF

"My dad’s not going to make it?"

The moment Ye Fei heard those words, it felt like lightning struck him out of a clear blue sky.

Seeing his reaction, Su Hongyun immediately grabbed Ye Fei and cried out, "Xiao Fei! Xiao Fei, what’s wrong with you, Xiao Fei? Don’t scare your mother like this!"

"I... I’m fine!"

Ye Fei looked at his mother’s sorrowful expression, took a deep breath to force himself to calm down, then looked directly at Su Hongyun and said, word by word, "Where is my dad?"

"He... he’s lying in the inner room. Ever since that incident, he hasn’t woken up. I didn’t want to hide it from you, but... but..."

As she spoke, Su Hongyun finally broke down and began sobbing uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Ye Fei glanced at Master Ma.

Understanding the situation, Master Ma said, "Don’t worry, Auntie is in my care. You go check on Uncle and see what’s going on."

"Alright!"

With those words, Ye Fei rushed into the inner room...

Inner room.

As Ye Fei entered, the first thing he saw was his father Ye Zhigang lying on the bed.

His once robust and dignified father now lay pale and unconscious, completely unresponsive.

Ye Fei’s eyes instantly reddened.

With his current sharp perception, it was easy to tell that his father had multiple fractured bones, as well as a distinct head wound wrapped in gauze.

Evidently, Ye Zhigang had ended up just like Ye Fei had before—turned into a vegetative state!

At this moment, Su Hongyun seemed to have regained her composure. With the help of Master Ma, she walked into the room and sighed, "Xiao Fei, now that you’ve seen it, your mom won’t hide it from you anymore. Your dad... he was beaten into this state."

"Who did it? Why did they attack my dad? And earlier you mentioned that little sis got married? What exactly happened?" Ye Fei asked in a voice devoid of emotion.

"It was Zhao Si!"

Su Hongyun choked up as she said, "Zhao Si developed feelings for your sister, and your dad couldn’t stomach it and went to reason with him. In the end... in the end, this is what happened..."

Speaking to this point, Su Hongyun could no longer utter a single word.

No one could tell whether it was sorrow over her husband becoming a vegetative state or grief over her daughter being taken away.

Zhao Si?

Hearing that name, Ye Fei immediately turned to leave.

But Su Hongyun quickly blocked him, crying out, "Xiao Fei! What are you trying to do? Mom lost your sister, and now your dad is like this. Do you want Mom to lose you too?"

"Mom, I..."

Ye Fei hesitated, contemplating whether to tell his mother everything.

To tell her that he was no longer an ordinary person!

To tell her he was strong enough, that Zhao Si was nothing more than an ant before him!

To tell her that even Master Ma beside him could crush Zhao Si effortlessly.

But Ye Fei understood his mother well. Even if he revealed everything, she still wouldn’t let him go.

It wasn’t a matter of trust, but the inherent protectiveness of a mother toward her son.

Thinking this through, Ye Fei took a deep breath and suddenly smiled, "Don’t worry, Mom! I’m just planning to call the police!"

"Call the police? Do you think calling the police would solve anything? Would things have turned out like this if it could? Listen to Mom—just... let it go!" Su Hongyun said, forcing herself to hold back tears.

Seeing this, Ye Fei immediately nodded and closed his eyes.

But in the next second, as Ye Fei opened his eyes again, an eerie gray light erupted from them, directly shooting into Su Hongyun’s eyes.

"Mom! You’re tired. You need to rest now. Don’t worry, your son won’t go anywhere, trust me!"

As Ye Fei’s soft voice echoed, Su Hongyun felt her eyelids grow heavy, her body weakening as she slumped against Ye Fei.

Ye Fei quickly held her steady, carefully letting her rest in a nearby chair.

If not absolutely necessary, Ye Fei would never have used the Soul Capturing Technique on his own mother to make her comply.

Looking at his mother’s weary face, Ye Fei spoke softly, "Mom, don’t worry. When you wake up, everything will be over!"

With that, Ye Fei turned to leave.

Master Ma immediately stepped forward and asked, "Master, should I accompany you?"

"No need! Stay here at my house and watch over my mom. Oh, here’s a Vitality Pill—dissolve it in a tank of water and give it to my father to drink. He’ll recover!"

As Ye Fei spoke, he retrieved a Vitality Pill from his pocket and handed it to Master Ma.

The Vitality Pill, being a rare medicine used by cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage, was infused with nature’s spiritual energy, capable of miraculous effects like reviving the dead or repairing broken bones.

But Ye Fei only gave out one pill, instructing Master Ma to dilute it in water—not out of reluctance, but because the pill’s potent spiritual energy would overwhelm Ye Zhigang’s fragile body if taken directly, resulting in harm instead.

Watching Master Ma take the pill, Ye Fei glanced once again at his aging parents. His gaze grew icy as he stepped outside, his voice cold as frost, "Some matters are better handled personally!"

South Suburb area, North Suburb city. Inside a private room in a clubhouse.

The room was packed with men covered in colorful tattoos, and sitting at the center was none other than Zhao Si, laughing heartily as he stroked his gleaming bald head.

"Brothers, don’t hold back! Drink, drink to your heart’s content! Today, I’m in a damn good mood!" Zhao Si exclaimed as he wrapped an arm tightly around the woman beside him.

The woman, with her delicate and charming features, squirmed helplessly. But Zhao Si’s grip was unrelenting, and the room filled with gangsters made her gaze brim with fear and unease.

"Haha! Congrats, Brother Si! Huge congrats! You just moved to the South Suburb, and already brought home a beauty!"

"Exactly! Who’d have thought that in a backwater dump like Bamboo Village, there’d be such a stunning babe as Sister-in-law!"

"Brother Si, when are you going to consummate the marriage? We’re all waiting to toast your wedding!"

The gangsters laughed and eagerly emptied their glasses as they spoke.

Hearing their words, Zhao Si downed his drink in one gulp, his eyes glinting with lewd intent as he turned to the woman beside him and grinned, "Isn’t that right, Qianqian? When will you let your husband consummate this marriage? Your husband is getting impatient!"

"What... what are you planning? You promised me—you swore you wouldn’t touch me until we were formally married!" The woman cried out in alarm, struggling harder as Zhao Si leaned in closer.

"Not touch you?"

Zhao Si burst into laughter. "That’s what I said, but I’ve been holding back for days now! Isn’t that enough? Do you think I’m a monk or something?"

"Guys, tell your sister-in-law what kind of man I am!" Zhao Si bellowed at the gangsters surrounding them.

"Big Brother’s a thug! A damn thug! North Suburb’s top thug!" one of the gangsters shouted.

"Right! I am a thug!"

Zhao Si nodded in agreement, ripping off his shirt with a wicked grin. "Yang Qianqian, have you ever seen a thug keep his promises? Let me tell you, as a thug, I have to take what’s mine...!"

BAM!

Zhao Si hadn’t finished speaking when the private room’s door suddenly burst open. A figure stepped in and sent him flying with a single kick, coldly declaring, "Today, the only thing you’ll be is a corpse!"