The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign

Chapter 634: Chapter 598: The Beauty Pie that Fell from the Sky! (2)_7

"Besides, do we have any other choice? Yuan Yi is Yuan Yi, and the Chang Family is the Chang Family. Yuan Yi is borrowing Qin Fan’s power, while our Chang Family is borrowing Yuan Yi’s! I know no one will believe this explanation, but as long as we stand on this foundation, the Chang Family can hold its head high even if the worst comes to pass. So for now, our situation isn’t too dire. During this transitional period, we can only pray for Qin Fan—pray that he wasn’t acting on a mad impulse for a woman, but that he truly has absolute confidence!"

Master Chang’s tightly knotted brows gradually relaxed. He shook his head and sighed.

At Master Chang’s words, Chang Haisheng asked a question so sensitive that even he couldn’t help but feel a sense of panic. "If Qin Fan falls, what will happen to our family?"

"In this circle, there is never a shortage of replacements," Master Chang said sincerely. Then, his stooped, elderly frame trembled as he rose and walked back toward the bedroom.

Chang Haisheng, however, was left completely stunned.

In the midnight air of Jinling, as the thoughts of various powerful figures clashed, the first snow of the winter began to fall. The sky, which had been pouring rain just hours before, had miraculously begun to flurry with snowflakes.

「On the way back to the Jinling Grand Hotel.」

Watching the snowflakes land on his clothes, Qin Fan couldn’t help but look up at the heavens. He mused aloud, "Is this a sign that a new Chapter is beginning?"

With his hands tucked in his pockets, his shadow stretched long and distant under the glow of the streetlights. Yes, this was a brand-new start. He knew that after tonight, some people’s tolerance for him had reached its breaking point—and perhaps even shattered. But so what? He had dared to do it because he feared nothing. Being timid and fearful was not the style of the Heavenly Venerate.

「Jinling Grand Hotel. Presidential Suite.」

Qin Fan quietly pushed the door open and tiptoed into the suite. He walked into the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed.

Gazing at Jiang Yino’s tranquil face as she slept, her breathing steady and calm, Qin Fan smiled with deep affection. He reached out and placed his hand on her beautiful cheek. As he gently caressed her skin, memories of the past flooded his mind. He remained silent, his touch impossibly gentle. Piecing together fragments of his memories with Jiang Yino from their previous life, a warm, happy smile blossomed on his face.

Then, he began to whisper softly, "Yinuo, I’ve wronged you. You’ve been made to endure so much that you never should have. But I had no choice. From the moment I was reborn, I knew that continuing our past-life love would inevitably upend the trajectory of your life. But I can’t bring myself to give up on you. I really, truly can’t.

"I know it’s selfish of me. Please, forgive my selfishness. Did you know? For those five hundred years in the Cangqiong Continent, I thought of you every single moment. I wished every day that we could be reunited. I hoped that Reincarnation would allow us to meet again. I never expected that my yearning, my obsession, would become reality!

"Although I failed during the final tribulation of my Ascension Immortal, the chance to return to my past life was worth it. It was truly worth it! You said you have a fragile heart; in truth, so do I. Even if I can stand against the entire world, you will always be my greatest weakness. You are my very life. Yinuo, for what I owed you in our past life, let me use this one, and all the lives to come, to repay you properly."

After speaking, Qin Fan slowly moved his hand from Jiang Yino’s face. He picked up her soft hand, which rested peacefully in her sleep, and held it tightly between both of his. He said no more, his affectionate gaze fixed on her serene, sleeping face.

「Middle East.」

On a street of rubble and ruins, the remnants of war, a white-haired young man strolled leisurely. Behind him, another young man followed with the utmost reverence.

"Tell me the news from home," the white-haired youth said suddenly, a sinister smile playing on his lips.

"Master, Chen Tiansheng is dead!"

If Qin Fan were here, he would have instantly recognized the young man speaking behind the white-haired youth. It was none other than the tea shop owner.

"Dead? So soon?" the white-haired youth asked, showing no sign of surprise, as if listening to some trivial matter. "Tell me what happened. How did he die?"

"Master, he collaborated with Bao Qiudong of the Jinling Bo Family to kidnap Qin Fan’s girlfriend and Chang Yuanyi," the tea shop owner reported with a grave expression. "They planned to drug them to provoke Qin Fan, but they failed. Qin Fan arrived at the last moment. Not only was their plan foiled, but Qin Fan killed Chen Tiansheng on the spot. Then, just a few hours ago, he killed three members of the Bo Family. The entire circle of Jinling’s elite is in chaos now. What’s intriguing, however, is that the higher-ups seem to be turning a blind eye to this. So far, there has been no official action or statement."

Hearing this, the white-haired youth paused for a moment, then shook his head mockingly.

"I always thought Chen Tiansheng was a fool, but I never imagined he was this foolish. Using such a crude method to provoke Qin Fan... how is that any different from suicide? A complete waste of the resources I’ve invested in him all these years. Still, his death was at least somewhat useful. He managed to drag Bao Qiudong down with him and made Qin Fan publicly slaughter the Bo Family. Hehe... Now this has become rather interesting!" Li Tiandao’s lips curled into a wicked smirk. His face, handsome enough to outshine any pop idol, was filled with a sinister glee.

"Master, what do you mean by that?" the tea shop owner asked, his brows furrowed in confusion.