Chapter 50: Placed in the Coffin

Divine Healer of Tianmen The Little Pavilion Listens to the Rain 2602 words 2026-04-10 09:59:26

Brother Nan made a phone call, his face full of arrogance as he threatened, “You’d better let me go right now! Otherwise, when my big brother gets here, you’ll regret it for sure!”

Bang!

No sooner had he finished speaking than his body was sent flying.

Ye Tianci stood calmly with his hands behind his back, right where Brother Nan had just been forced to kneel.

Brother Nan crashed heavily into the wall before collapsing to the ground, coughing up blood as he opened his mouth.

All the security guards stared at Ye Tianci in terror, none daring to move a muscle.

Brother Nan was their leader, the best fighter among them, able to take on seven or eight ordinary men at once as if it were nothing.

Yet in front of Ye Tianci, Brother Nan hadn’t even had a chance to fight back.

This man was terrifying!

Ye Tianci grabbed Brother Nan by the hair and dragged him like a dead dog to the first-floor lobby.

Thud!

He tossed Brother Nan onto the ground.

“I’ll keep you company here and wait for your big brother. How does that sound?” Ye Tianci said, a slight smile on his lips.

Yuan Zhonghuang brought over a chair and set it behind Ye Tianci.

Ye Tianci sat down with perfect composure.

Wearing sunglasses and a hat, Yuan Zhonghuang stood at his side like a servant.

The security guards from all floors of Blue Sea Court came down and gathered in the lobby, at least thirty in all!

They surrounded Ye Tianci and Yuan Zhonghuang in a tight circle, but none dared make a move.

Guests stood at a distance, watching the spectacle and whispering among themselves.

Before long, urgent screeching brakes sounded outside the main entrance.

Moments later, the clamor of hurried footsteps approached, and dozens of club-wielding thugs swarmed in!

At their head was a middle-aged man in casual attire, his features somewhat resembling Yang Ming’s, though he was slightly heavier.

“Who dares make trouble on my turf?” the man barked coldly as soon as he entered.

He was Yang Ting, Yang Ming’s elder brother, and the owner of Yang Estate and Blue Sea Court.

“Big brother! Save me!” Brother Nan cried out from the floor.

Yang Ting’s gaze naturally fell on Ye Tianci, his tone icy. “Young man, you dare raise hell in Blue Sea Court and lay hands on my people?”

“Give me one good reason!”

Seated with one foot pressing down on Brother Nan’s back, Ye Tianci replied evenly, “A reason? Certainly.”

“Yang Estate wants to seize the Qingshan Welfare Home’s land, does it not?”

Yang Ting snorted dismissively. “So, you’re someone that wretched Li Juan called in to stir up trouble? How much is she paying you? I’ll double it!”

“No, I’ll triple it! Just walk away from this business.”

Ye Tianci’s lips curved. “You’re very wealthy, are you?”

Yang Ting’s expression was proud. “The Yang family lacks nothing but money! Name your price, brother.”

Ye Tianci slowly raised a finger.

“Hundred thousand?”

Ye Tianci shook his head.

“A million? That’s fine too,” Yang Ting said indifferently.

To him, a million was pocket change—he could save that by spending less on women for a year.

Ye Tianci continued to shake his head.

Yang Ting’s face darkened instantly. “I’m offering you money not out of fear, but because I don’t want trouble. If you get greedy, you’re just being insolent.”

“How much do you want, then?”

“One hundred million,” Ye Tianci said coolly. “That’s compensation for Auntie Li’s fright and emotional distress.”

Yang Ming exploded with rage. “A hundred million? You’re just here to make trouble!”

From the floor, Brother Nan shouted, “Big brother, these two dogs are just here to cause problems! Let the brothers teach them a lesson!”

Yang Ting’s face turned grim as he waved his hand and roared, “What are you all waiting for? Get them!”

Immediately, the surrounding security guards sprang into action.

At that very moment, Yuan Zhonghuang pulled out a walkie-talkie and shouted, “Move!”

Crash!

Bang!

With Yuan Zhonghuang’s command, all the windows around the Blue Sea Court lobby shattered!

Over a hundred men in black tactical gear poured in from all directions—

Like celestial troops descending from the sky!

In perfect unison, all one hundred men dropped to one knee.

And every single one of them kneeled facing Ye Tianci.

“Who are you people?” Yang Ting was stunned by the sudden turn of events.

Yuan Zhonghuang slowly removed his hat and sunglasses, revealing his true face.

Yang Ting was instantly shocked, hardly able to believe his eyes. “Master Yuan!”

“Master Yuan, there’s been no enmity between us—why are you doing this? If I’ve offended you in any way, just say the word and I’ll apologize and make amends!”

In the face of Yuan Zhonghuang, Yang Ting gave in without hesitation.

Yuan Zhonghuang said coldly, “What my Loyal Brotherhood cannot tolerate is bullying. Your family forced someone to sign over their land—such villainy, I cannot ignore!”

Yang Ting braced himself, retorting, “Master Yuan, aren’t you meddling a bit too much?”

Snap!

Yuan Zhonghuang didn’t waste words. He snapped his fingers.

Instantly, the hundred black-clad men sprang into action!

The Blue Sea Court lobby was smashed to pieces.

All the security guards and thugs Yang Ting brought were floored.

They might be tough against ordinary people, but against a hundred elite fighters from the Loyal Brotherhood, they were utterly helpless!

In fact, most weren’t even beaten down—seeing the situation turn dire, they just collapsed on their own.

Very few were actually hurt; the rest simply lay flat, pretending to be dead.

Brother Nan was scared out of his wits, lying motionless on the floor.

Only Yang Ting remained standing, alone in the ruined lobby.

All trace of arrogance had vanished from his face, replaced by utter panic. “Master Yuan, my friend, let’s talk this out.”

“Trying to snatch the Qingshan Welfare Home land for cheap was our mistake. I’ll apologize in person. We’ll give up the land, and the Yang family will pay an extra two million in compensation.”

“How about that?”

Yang Ting knew it was wise not to stand on pride in the face of danger, and surrendered immediately.

Ye Tianci said coldly, “If I didn’t have the strength to help Auntie Li fight back, would you have apologized?”

“You would not!”

“You would have bullied her all the more—seized her property without mercy, ground her under your heel until she had nowhere to turn!”

“That’s why I refuse your apology and compensation.”

Yang Ting said gravely, “Don’t think you can do whatever you want just because Master Yuan backs you up. I have people behind me too!”

“The Yang family is related by marriage to the Qi family. If you dare bully us, aren’t you afraid Old Master Qi will come after you?”

“No matter how powerful Master Yuan is, he can’t match the Qi family!”

A wicked curve appeared at Ye Tianci’s lips. “Since you put it that way, I’ll give you a chance to save yourself.”

“If the Yang family publicly severs ties with the Qi family, I’ll let you go.”

His real aim was to destroy the Qi family—he had little feud with the Yangs. If they obeyed, he wouldn’t drag them down.

Yang Ting sneered, “You think you have the right to make the Yang family cut ties with the Qi family?”

“I knew you’d say that.”

Ye Tianci’s smile turned devilish. “Pack him in a coffin and deliver him to the Qi family!”

Several burly men in black rushed in with a coffin they’d clearly prepared in advance. Without another word, they quickly tied up Yang Ting and threw him inside!