The Lei Family really went too far in their bullying, and Ye Feng was undoubtedly furious.

    "Hold on, little brother, don’t be reckless with your actions!"

    Fu Shen quickly stopped him and sighed deeply, "If there had been a way, if I had the capability, I would have personally gone to the Lei Family to avenge our foster father three years ago, but as you know, the Lei Family’s power is immense, and they even have experts from the Jiang Family supporting them behind the scenes.

    Attacking them like that, not only would I fail to get revenge, but I would also lose my life for nothing."

    Fu Zi also tried to persuade him, "Big brother, let’s not act on impulse. These years, the second brother and I haven’t been afraid to die, it’s just that we’ve been struggling to find the right opportunity for revenge."

    At this point, Hong Qingyan spoke up, "The rain is too heavy. Let’s first talk inside the carriage."

    Everyone then got into the carriage, and to distract Ye Feng, Fu Zi changed the subject, "By the way, about your legs, what really happened? You just mentioned you were framed, but who framed you?"

    Ye Feng waved his hand, "My legs are a minor issue. Those who framed me were just some nobodies, not worth mentioning."

    He didn’t want to talk too much about his own issues, because it involved too much, and there was no point in discussing it.

    Fu Zi let out a long sigh, "Our family has really suffered. Foster Father was beaten to death, the eldest brother fell from a cliff and his life or death is unclear, and now your legs have also been crippled, brother. It’s truly one disaster after another."

    Ye Feng suddenly thought of a question and asked, "Right, where’s Uncle Fu Zuoxing? With such a big incident in the Fu Family, as the head of the family, what is his stance?"

    "Fu Zuoxing, don’t even mention that coward. He’s always disliked us since we were young. After the incident with our foster father, he chose to hide away completely. Far from having any thoughts of avenging our foster father, he instead grovelled to the Lei Family and gave away most of our family’s assets, just to protect his last bit of land."

    Ye Feng nodded slightly, without asking further. Though Fu Zuoxing’s actions were cowardly and weak, he couldn’t be bothered to deal with him.

    Fu Shen suddenly said, "Coincidentally, tonight someone from the Jiang Family of the Southern River Region Jiangnan Province is coming over, and tomorrow happens to be the day when the three great ancient families of Jiangdu compete in martial arts to reassess the distribution of interests in Jiangdu’s properties."

    Usually, in the face of Fu Zuoming’s mockery, Fu Shen and Fu Zi would not respond. It wasn’t that they didn’t dare to, nor that they were attached to the so-called Fu Family fortune; they hadn’t left yet because they hadn’t avenged their foster father.

    Ye Feng put down his chopsticks and said coldly, "Uncle and Aunt, you’ve gone out to flatter the Jiang Family at the airport in such heavy rain. It seems you really are working hard and honorably for the family."

    Fu Zuoxing frowned and asked sharply, "Who are you to talk about our Fu Family’s affairs?"

    He began to speak, but suddenly recognized who it was and his face turned even darker as he gritted his teeth and shouted, "It turns out to be Ye Feng, the third foster son of Fu Zuoming."

    Ye Feng laughed lightly and said, "I hope you’re doing well, Uncle. Going through wind and rain to meet the people of the Jiang Family, you’re so enthusiastic and attentive. How come they didn’t invite you to stay for a meal? If you haven’t eaten yet, we have plenty of leftovers here, and we wouldn’t mind asking you to sit down and join us."

    Fu Zuoxing’s wife was extremely angry and was about to scold him, but suddenly, as if she noticed something, she laughed coldly, "What’s the matter, Ye San? It seems you are sitting in a wheelchair. Could it be that your legs are broken, and you’ve become a cripple?"

    Ye Feng actually nodded, "Although I am sitting in a wheelchair, it’s still better than some people who are kneeling."

    "How dare you!"

    Fu Zuoxing burst into rage, "What are you, an adopted wild seed? Since when is it your turn to point fingers?"

    At that moment, Fu Zuoxing’s son, Fu Wenhua, said coldly, "Dad, why bother talking so much to this adopted wild seed? Getting angry at such a person would only diminish our own dignity. If you ask me, a dog-like waste like him should be immediately kicked out!"

    "Exactly, letting such a waste and wild dog into our home is simply an insult to our ancient Fu Family!" Fu Zuoxing’s daughter, Fu Qing, also sneered.

    With a slap!

    Fu Shen immediately slapped his chopsticks down, rose swiftly, and snorted, "Who gave you the right to kick my third brother out? It’s true that we were adopted by our foster father, but don’t forget, three years ago my foster father already transferred the ownership of one of these old mansions to my name."

    "I am the master of this house, so the one who should get out is you!"