The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign

Chapter 689: Chapter 647: If I Don’t Fall, I’ll Grant You the Glory of Your Surnames! (1)

"There are only those who bow to me, Qin Fan! There is nothing to which I, Qin Fan, will bow!"

This was the demeanor of a Heavenly Venerate. At the same time, it was an extreme arrogance embedded deep within his very bones.

But that was to be expected. On the Cangqiong Continent, this arrogance had dictated his actions for hundreds of years. Now, in this mundane world full of beings as insignificant as ants, what could possibly make him bow his head?

War or peace, it made no difference. The only condition was that no one crossed his bottom line. Otherwise, he wouldn’t mind unleashing a bloody storm.

So, right now, Qin Fan’s stance was simple. He didn’t care what Beijing was thinking. As long as they didn’t provoke him, they could do as they pleased. But the moment they did, if they showed no mercy, they could not blame him for being ruthless.

As one aiming to become an Ascension Immortal, the lives of these common people were of little consequence to him. He could annihilate them all without a second thought. What was the big deal?

Listening to Qin Fan’s breathtakingly arrogant words, everyone at the dining table held their breath. The solemn atmosphere was so tense it felt like a drawn bow. Although they were on Qin Fan’s side and knew his words weren’t directed at them, they couldn’t suppress the bone-chilling sensation that crept up from their hearts.

This was especially true for Ye Jizong, the second son of the Ye Family and the Governor of the province. His face became terribly grim. But no matter how dark his expression became, he knew that his words held no weight here.

After Qin Fan spoke, a dead silence fell over the room, so quiet you could hear a pin drop. With a casual smile, he picked up the wine jug and poured himself some of the fragrant and smooth Daughter’s Red wine.

After three small cups, Ye Congjun shook his head with a wry, helpless smile. As he watched Qin Fan savoring his wine, he sighed, "Although I’m not surprised by this answer, I still feel a helpless frustration."

"No, Old Master Ye," Qin Fan said. "You, and everyone present, have not reached the point of helplessness. You can still choose. You can choose to withdraw and save yourselves. As I’ve said, I won’t force anyone. You are free to make what you believe is the safest choice. Moreover, I won’t hold any grudges or resentment against any of you. After all, withdrawing to ensure one’s safety seems like the most sensible option. It’s only human nature, not an act of betrayal. I will not think any less of you for it."

He had always been alone. Now that he had been reborn into his past life, he had the chance to once again enjoy the warmth of a family, live happily with Yinuo, and protect the young lady from harm. For Qin Fan, that was more than enough. As for other people and matters, he had learned to let them go from the moment he returned.

His current mindset was simple. If you dared to bet on him, he would reward you with a pleasant surprise. If you hesitated and chose safety, that was fine too. He didn’t care either way.

"Young Friend Qin, your words make me feel ashamed! If we were to do that, how would we be any different from fickle opportunists?" Ye Congjun said, shaking his head.

"No, this has nothing to do with being an opportunist. It’s just human nature when faced with a life-or-death decision. The reason I agreed to come today was to make things clear. No one can predict the future. In the eyes of many, I’m just courting death, an ignorant and fearless fool whose only end is to be struck down. So, all of you should think carefully. While your presence offers me little in the way of actual help, I still need you to take a firm stand. Will you advance and bet on me, Qin Fan, achieving an everlasting legacy? Or will you retreat and bet on my untimely demise? After spending these last few months together, we’ve formed a rare bond. Consider it carefully. There’s no pressure."

Qin Fan put down his wine cup and spoke with solemnity.

However, as soon as he finished, Ma Yunbin spoke without a moment’s hesitation, "Qin Ye, life doesn’t offer many chances for a bold gamble. I, Ma Yunbin, will take this one! I dream of returning to the Four-nine City and reigning supreme!"

"Master Qin, as a solitary old man with no one to answer to, I have little to consider. It’s a rare gift to find a friend in you despite our age gap. I won’t be a coward who sways with the wind, nor will I simply stand by and watch!" Lai Zhuge chuckled, his wizened features crinkling into a smile.

"Since you refuse to bow down, Young Friend Qin, then my Ye Family will stand tall and proud with you! We’ll stake it all on this one gamble, be it fortune or disaster. I don’t dare to dream that the Ye Family will one day reach the pinnacle of power, but I have longed to secure a foothold in the Four-nine City for decades. I never had the chance, but now, I’m betting on it! To aspire to a glorious peak, one must be prepared to be shattered to pieces. I am well aware of this!" Ye Congjun declared after taking a deep breath.

At his words, Ye Jizu clenched his fists, his tense face flashing with excitement.

As for Ye Jizong, his brows were knitted tightly. He wanted to say something, but he couldn’t muster the courage. Ultimately, the Old Master had the final word in the Ye Family. Even if the patriarch decided to wager the entire family, he had no real power to intervene.

"Good. Since you have all made up your minds, I won’t waste any more words," Qin Fan said with a firm nod. The commanding aura of the Supreme who had long ruled the Cangqiong Continent emerged naturally as he spoke. "If things truly reach that point, you need only watch over Jiangzhou and everyone in the No.1 Group. That will be enough. Leave the rest to me. If there are mountains of swords, I will level them. If there are seas of fire, I will extinguish them. As long as I do not fall, I vow to bring glory to your family names!"

BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ!

Just as Qin Fan finished speaking, a buzzing sound suddenly erupted from Ye Jizu’s pocket, cutting through the silence.

"Excuse me, I need to take this call," Ye Jizu said, instinctively rising to his feet as he pulled out his phone.

He had intended to step outside, but he froze when he saw the caller ID and immediately answered the call.

"Master Jizu, we’ve identified the mastermind behind the sniper attack at the airport!" a grave voice said the moment the call connected.

Reflexively glancing at Qin Fan, Ye Jizu asked, "Don’t report to me just yet. Where are you now?"

"Master Jizu, I’m in Tianhe!" the man on the other end replied, his voice tinged with confusion.

"Come to the Ye residence immediately!" Ye Jizu ordered.

Although the man was puzzled by the command, he responded promptly, "Yes, Master Jizu, I’m on my way!"

With a soft grunt, Ye Jizu hung up.

"What’s wrong?" Ye Congjun asked, his brow furrowed.

"Old Master, I didn’t get a chance to tell you," Ye Jizu explained hurriedly. "There was a small incident when we went to pick up Master Qin. A sniper targeted him outside the airport terminal. My men have now identified the mastermind, so I’ve asked him to come here and report directly to Master Qin."

"What?!" Ye Congjun exclaimed, his eyes widening in shock.