Days of Living with My Sister-in-Law-Chapter 371: Uneasy Heart

"That’s good then..."

Tang Muchuan forced a smile in response, her gaze unwaveringly fixed on the screen showing the isolated Chen Xiaobei.

At the same time...

At Bishui Pond, Lake Heart Island, a helicopter landed. Qin Zhengyang emerged alongside Qin Shihua and a sallow-faced, middle-aged man.

Ye Shanhe glanced at the approaching trio of Qin Zhengyang, his expression darkening slightly.

However, Qin Zhengyang and his companions seemed to disregard him, moving to a separate spot.

With a somber expression, he said, "As expected, they came. Keep a close eye on them!"

As his words fell, Elder Ming stepped forward, full of hostility as he scrutinized the sallow-faced man behind Qin Zhengyang.

He was a First-class Grandmaster that even Elder Ming found troublesome. Despite Ye Shanhe sealing off the entire Lake Heart Island, he still couldn’t stop Qin Zhengyang.

On the other side, Qin Zhengyang ignored Ye Shanhe’s gaze, instead looking at Chen Xiaobei with interest, saying to Qin Shihua:

"In the end, it’s come to this. The young man is quite arrogant indeed."

"Father is incredibly foresighted, calculating each step of Chen Xiaobei’s path perfectly!"

Qin Shihua praised, from the beginning to the end, aside from Chen Xiaobei having a grandmaster supporting him, every step Chen Xiaobei took was tightly calculated by her father.

This Lake Heart Island is the trap her father set for Chen Xiaobei, a place of doom!

"Chang Rong, how many moves do you think he’ll last?"

Qin Zhengyang inquired of the sallow-faced man beside him, recently summoned from the family to counter Ye Shanhe.

Chang Rong responded expressionlessly: "According to Lord Thirteen’s description, within ten moves, Chen Xiaobei will surely be defeated!"

Qin Shihua, hearing this, showed a hint of fervor in her eyes when she looked at Chen Xiaobei.

The quicker Chen Xiaobei is defeated, the more he will taste the despair of being crushed!

Faced with the immense terror between life and death, he would surely submit to their family!

Qin Zhengyang smiled lightly: "Alright then, for now we needn’t concern ourselves. Just enjoy a good show and calmly wait for the fish to take the bait."

"Chang Rong, now we’ll see your skill in pulling in the net."

Throughout it all, the true opponent he must face is Ye Shanhe! Chen Xiaobei is merely prey being contested by two hunters.

Chang Rong nodded gravely, exchanging glances with Elder Ming across the space.

At the center of the converging gazes.

Iron Fist Ancestor stepped forward, muscles rippling across his body, straining his white martial arts outfit.

With a sinister smile directed at Chen Xiaobei, he said: "Chen Xiaobei, you killed my beloved disciple, stole my sect’s spiritual energy, and caused me to fall into demonic possession after leaving. Today, I can finally settle this account with you!"

"Make sure to struggle well, the harder you struggle, the happier Master Shan will be!"

"You stirred up such a mess, it’s only right to make amends."

Casting a disdainful look, Chen Xiaobei replied, "You think you’re worthy to be my opponent?"

"You’re nothing but trash."

"What did you say?"

Iron Fist Ancestor, enraged, was about to retort.

Ye Shanhe spoke calmly: "There’s some truth to that. You’re merely bait, while I am the angler, the strategist!"

Iron Fist Ancestor immediately quieted, not daring to say more.

Looking down at Chen Xiaobei, Ye Shanhe said loftily: "You managed to make me set up this inescapable scenario, you have some skill. Dying by my hand is your honor."

Those present felt a slight tremor at his words but couldn’t deny that Chen Xiaobei indeed had some ability, enough to draw the attention of someone as significant as Ye Shanhe.

In this regard, Chen Xiaobei’s death would indeed be quite honorary.

Yet Chen Xiaobei looked up at Ye Shanhe and chuckled calmly:

"Seems like you might be lacking some intelligence too. Not just you, the entire Ye Family is equally unworthy to be my opponent!"

"You think you’re fishing?"

"But what you might not know."

"The one biting the bait might not be a carp!"

"It could well be an extraordinary dragon that swallows you whole!"

In the live broadcast, Chen Xiaobei appeared arrogant and proud, his contempt for Ye Shanhe and the others clear as day.

In the face of their shocked and enraged gazes, Chen Xiaobei addressed the humiliated, flushed Iron Fist Ancestor with disdain: "Now do you understand? I’m not targeting just you."

"I’m saying everyone here is rubbish!"

"Iron Fist Ancestor! Make him shut up!"

Despite having deep reserves of patience, Ye Shanhe was incensed by this blatant humiliation, his anger erupting!

Iron Fist Ancestor stepped forward, veins bulging on his forehead, glaring at Chen Xiaobei with a murderous intent:

"Brat, right now, I really want to crush you!"

Chen Xiaobei simply replied with indifference: "Come on then."

"Kill him, kill him, he’s about to die, how can he remain so arrogant!"

As this imminent battle unfolded, Zhao Zichuan, watching the scene, was so angry that veins bulged on his forehead, almost jumping from his hospital bed in fury, screaming curses.

He anticipated Chen Xiaobei begging for mercy at death’s doorstep.

Why did Chen Xiaobei refuse to kneel, why did he dare be so arrogant!

"Don’t fret, he knows he must die, that’s why he’s speaking wildly, it’s just his last fit of madness!"

Feng Yuanyuan, also infuriated, tried to comfort him.

"Yes, I’m not fretting, I’m not fretting. Once it begins, when Iron Fist Ancestor has him underfoot, I want to see him beg pitifully!"

Zhao Zichuan’s eyes were filled with anticipation and delight, trembling with excitement, fixating intensely on the scene.

Waiting to see Chen Xiaobei begging for mercy.

Seeing this scene, Tang Muchuan’s worry grew even stronger.

Could it really be as Feng Yuanyuan said, Chen Xiaobei’s final madness?

"Look, they’re fighting!"

At that moment, Feng Yuanyuan shouted loudly.

Tang Muchuan hurriedly looked at the live broadcast on her phone, and her face instantly turned pale!

The sound of cracking bones came from the screen, and the Iron Fist Ancestor’s large hands seemed like two massive copper hammers.

As everyone watched, he had already charged at Chen Xiaobei fiercely, his iron fists swinging as if they could tear the air apart!

That was the Iron Fist Ancestor’s Mountain Shaking Fist, pushed to its limits by his Third Grade Heaven Rank power, and his fists seemed capable of smashing metal and stone.

He came without any reservations, pushing his strength to the extreme. The mighty sense of oppression transmitted through the screen, instantly making all spectators pale, their hearts feeling the immense pressure.

On the other side, Chen Xiaobei seemed composed, neither dodging nor evading. In the eyes of all the viewers, Chen Xiaobei appeared like a little boat caught in a tsunami, easily crushed!

"Xiaobei, you must hold on!"

Luo Qingcheng’s heart clenched.

"No problem, it will be fine!"

Murong Xiaoyi tightly grasped her cousin’s arm, her small body trembling uncontrollably.

While everyone worried, seeing Chen Xiaobei not dodging, the Iron Fist Ancestor smirked with cruelty:

"You’re courting death!"

His body swooped down like an eagle catching a rabbit, his claws breaking through the air, aiming fiercely at Chen Xiaobei’s neck!

He came full force, without any intent to toy with him, clearly aiming to defeat Chen Xiaobei with overwhelming superiority!

But in the next moment!

His smirk suddenly turned to a look of astonishment!

Chen Xiaobei suddenly disappeared from in front of him, his mighty punch hitting only air!

Then he heard a voice from behind him.

"Stop looking, I’m right here."

He quickly turned around, only to see Chen Xiaobei standing not far behind him, arms crossed, not a scratch or even dust on him.

Chen Xiaobei glanced at the Iron Fist Ancestor’s large hands and said:

"With your broken Mountain Shaking Fist, I’m more adept at it than you. Can’t you use any other skill, otherwise it’s too boring?"

"How dare you belittle my Mountain Shaking Fist!"

The Iron Fist Ancestor instantly turned red with anger.

Furious, his muscles bulged, his entire being tensed up, and his back muscles reached their peak, creating an imposing momentum.

"So, are you here for a duel or a bodybuilding competition?"

Chen Xiaobei said disdainfully.

"You’re relying on your Qinggong and talking tough! Unfortunately, you don’t know that the greatest strength of my Mountain Shaking Fist isn’t its killing power, but the vortex of energy it creates! When you’re surrounded by my fire dragon whirlwind, I’ll tear off your tongue! Let’s see how long you can dodge!"

With those words, he pushed off the ground, his whole body shooting out like a cannonball, carrying an unstoppable force as he charged at Chen Xiaobei!

Meanwhile, Chen Xiaobei activated the Seven Star Tian Gang Step, maneuvering with him, dodging left and right, both of them almost becoming afterimages.

"Why is it getting so tangled up?"

Ye Shanhe watched the battle with impatience, thinking that Chen Xiaobei should have been defeated at the start, now getting entangled was completely against his expectations.

"It’s just the struggle of a caged beast. Chen Xiaobei’s martial arts Qinggong is remarkable, it should be Mysterious Rank skill, but no matter how good his Qinggong is, it can’t compensate for the gap in realms. His defeat is only a matter of time."

Elder Ming watched the battle calmly, confident and composed.

Ye Shanhe looked impatient, but watching Chen Xiaobei constantly dodge and never having the chance to counter, he sneered:

"Well, this suits him. Chen Xiaobei is like a rat from a stinky gutter. The cat-and-mouse game fits his identity well."

But among those watching the live broadcast, an endless stream of exclamations erupted.

During the first clash, the gap in realms was painfully obvious.

Though they weren’t cultivators, they could see that the Iron Fist Ancestor’s aggressive attacks were like a storm, continuously suppressing Chen Xiaobei.

While Chen Xiaobei only dodged, the two exchanged dozens of blows in an instant, and Chen Xiaobei didn’t retaliate even once...

But what’s the use of dodging fast? The Iron Fist Ancestor can miss countless times, but if Chen Xiaobei is hit just once, it could be deadly!

Luo Qingcheng was anxious, completely unsure how to turn the situation around!

Meanwhile.

On Zhao Zichuan’s hospital bed, seeing this scene made him extremely excited, showing a thrilled smile.

"Yes, yes, just like that, play him hard, let him keep dodging! When he’s exhausted, crush his bones one by one!"

He watched Chen Xiaobei constantly evading, enjoying it immensely, feeling deeply satisfied!

"Regrettably, I can’t personally seek revenge!"

"Is Chen Xiaobei procrastinating? Does he have a backup plan?"

Tang Muchuan suddenly interjected.

Zhao Zichuan instantly protested: "Aunt Tang, what are you saying? If that bastard could defeat the Iron Fist Ancestor, why would he be running away?"

"Only the weak flee! Clearly, Chen Xiaobei is just a weak, stinking rat!"

Feng Yuanyuan also chimed in: "I think so too, the Iron Fist Ancestor was honed by my father himself, plus his realm is high, what other choice does Chen Xiaobei have besides running?"

Tang Muchuan was swayed by their words, falling silent, focusing more intently on the broadcast.

She didn’t understand martial arts, and Zhao Zichuan’s analysis seemed quite reasonable.

Is Chen Xiaobei really going to die?

Her heart was in turmoil, quite anxious.