Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 1121: A Trace of Guilt

"Mr. Ye."

When their eyes met, Ye Fengsheng's voice grew increasingly stiff, and Chu Ziyuan, standing beside them, asked seriously, "I'll ask you once more. Did you come here just to stir up dust and find a solution to resolve your grievances? This isn't about discussing interests, is it?"

If I hadn't heard about it, I would have met Fang Dun. Where did Ye Fengsheng find this nonsense with Chu Ziyuan? I completely ignored it and stepped onto the wooden bridge leading to the small pavilion in the lake's center.

The sun-dappled black and red wooden bridge wasn't long but neither was it short. From the lake's shore to the pavilion, it was about thirty steps. From the moment Ye Fengsheng stepped onto the bridge, Fang Du stood up from the pavilion and slowly walked forward.

In the four eyes, the two pairs of black and white eyes gradually drew closer until their shadows reflected in each other's pupils.

Looking at Fang's square face, the muscles on Ye Fengsheng's face twitched. Due to the surge of emotions, he even paused his breathing for a few minutes.

"Here you go."

Fang Du softly said, "The world has become tougher, and there's even a smile on my old face, Ye Feng's voice has also changed."

"Yes, I should have come."

Ye Fengsheng took a deep breath, locking his gaze onto Fang Du's eyes, hoping to find a trace of guilt there. Unfortunately, he failed because Fang Du's eyes only held indifference, devoid of any other emotions.

At that moment, his heart momentarily stalled. Ye Fengsheng knew he had no excuse to let go of the childhood companion he'd played with for so many years.

"I'm surprised you survived that ordeal."

Fang Dan spoke candidly, as if he wasn't the one who had set the trap to kill Ye Fengsheng but rather a third party, without a hint of guilt or apology.

Listening to these sentimental words, Ye Fengsheng replied with a bitter smile, "It was challenging, but I survived. I owe Qiu Jia a favor."

"Are you sure you can leave here alive today?"

Du Fang took the lead in shifting the conversation. He looked at the sun blossoming in the sky, casually asking, "Or do you think you can just walk away today?"

"Never thought about it."

Ye Fengsheng looked at the dust and said, "I believe you have much to say to me, and I'll also tell you why I did what I did, but you don't seem to know."

Fang Chen remained indifferent, "I've said what I needed to say. If there's anything else, you should come and tell me."

The shimmering lake reflected golden light, occasionally casting ripples that quickly disappeared in the nearby glow.

The air stagnated. After a long silence, a warm breeze with a hint of summer blew, stirring the lake's waters.

"Must it be this way?"

Ye Feng turned back to look at Fang Du's face, asking.

Fang Dun silently nodded.

Ye Fengsheng asked again, "You arranged everything. Did you do it all yourself?"

"Yes," Fang Dun nodded. "In fact, you shouldn't have come. Since you survived and left Mang Mountain, you shouldn't seek death again."

"Hmm..."

Chang Wen exhaled deeply, Ye Fengsheng's voice, "There are things I wanted to ask you face-to-face before I die."

Fang Du remained expressionless, "Do you plan to die now? Then..."

"But I don't want you to die," Ye Fengsheng interrupted Fang Dan. "We lived together for more than ten years. When we were like family, you helped me like a brother, but I never imagined that four years apart would change you so much."

"There's no point in saying more," Fang Dun replied coldly. "Do you think you can kill me?"

He naturally understood the complexity of Ye Fengsheng's emotions because he had gone through the same thing once. After a long time, he let go of his obsession, severing ties.

It's foolish to waste time on meaningless friendships, so he had to steer Ye Fengsheng's thoughts onto the right path for some breakthrough.

"I am Ye Fengsheng."

Ye Fengsheng realized what Fang Dun meant. He carefully looked into Fang Dun's eyes and said, "The Ye Family's enterprise, Ye Zhi, Ye Fengsheng."

"The crime of killing the ancients is so grave that you cannot bear it. Even if you win today, you won't survive, so even for my revenge, you should die by my hand."

Suddenly, the palm stirred, and dust flew. The once-warm summer breeze turned ferocious, and the previously calm lake began to crack wildly in the violent wind. It resembled a miniature sea with tumultuous waves.

"Enough!"

At that moment, as the wind rose, Chu Ziyuan overlooked the lake. At last, he put down his phone. He shouted at the two people standing on the bridge.

No wonder Chu Ziyuan reacted so strongly. In his perception, he had already labeled Ye Fengsheng as an evil, greedy villain.

He himself was such a villain!

Once upon a time, he had tried to replace himself and the Zhuang nationality's attempt to enter the accessory industry when he succeeded. But he didn't think that no matter how he arranged or planned, he could never get the final outcome from Ye Fengsheng. That's why he felt a particular interest in Ye Fengsheng.

Surely, between these two evil men, there would be much common ground, but it's built on not exposing each other's greed! Now, as Ye Fengsheng approached Fang Yao's position at the cave entrance, his mouth curled into a sneer, detached from all power. An unprecedented sense of crisis gripped Chu's heart tightly.

He thought he'd seen through Ye Fengsheng's worst ideas, understood Ye Fengsheng's actions, and even scrutinized Ye Fengsheng's every word and move. That's why he felt something strange from those two standing on the bridge for so long.

Pure nostalgia, where can we hide?

If you want revenge, how can you stand around talking so strangely?

Adding a final question, Ye Fengsheng didn't give a definite answer, nor did he show any goodwill towards all those forces in the garden.

Finally, to take precautions, he decided that anyone who could be useful should be gathered together.

To kill the wicked and release oneself from the past. Preventing the crisis in its cradle is the best way to ensure their interests remain unscathed.

"He seems to want to kill me."

The words were calm, and Ye Fengsheng spoke as if discussing something irrelevant to himself, "He can't survive."

Fang Wei said to Chu Ziyuan, "My position in Chu Country is very important. He was assassinated by his brother at home. Now he has serious doubts."

"Really?" Ye Fengsheng looked a bit ugly. "But what does that have to do with me?"

At this moment, he was extremely averse to such betrayal. Fang Wei, who had betrayed himself, would rather plea for those who betrayed him than clarify the situation, which made him very unhappy.

"Just because these people want to kill me, you disregard Ye Fengsheng's voice?"

Ye Feng slowly walked towards Chu Ziyuan by the lake, a contemptuous smile on his face.

The number of these people should be around fifty percent. They seemed cruel, all having fought in a hundred battles. Even more than half were executed by hanging. They brutally struck at the black forces. Perhaps fighting is a good thing, but they wanted to commit suicide.

Even Lin Dongqing could step in here with his inner strength and battle with these people repeatedly!

"Of course not."

Chu Ziyuan sneered, "I've long known what happened to Zhuang Zhengkai. I'm aware of Mr. Ye's skills being known worldwide. He can use all his strength to cross rivers and seas. How dare I consider so few people to kill you?"