Chapter 502: Strength Is the Right to Speak

Zhao An was pleasantly surprised.

Although his grandfather hadn't been able to handle Ye Chen either, he had ultimately escaped from Ye Chen's clutches.

"Escaped, my ass!" Zhao Tiankuo swung a heavy slap across his face, sending Zhao An reeling and leaving a large, swollen welt on his cheek.

"Grandfather, why did you hit me!" Zhao An, completely stunned by the blow, protested indignantly.

"You still dare to ask why?"

"How many times have I told you! Do not use my name to run amok and cause trouble in the tribe!"

Zhao Tiankuo was furious. "Sometimes the trouble you cause is minor, so I turn a blind eye!"

"But this time, you've even disturbed the old Priest! Don't you realize how serious this is?"

Zhao An was stunned silent by Zhao Tiankuo's torrent of scolding.

"Grandfather, could it be... could it be that Ye Chen has some unknown, astonishing background?"

Zhao An stammered, trembling.

"Who knows."

Zhao Tiankuo shook his head.

Then, as if he'd thought of something, a deep sense of dread appeared in his eyes.

"But at the very least, that kid is not someone we can afford to provoke!"

He couldn't help but recall the profound despair and helplessness he'd felt when he'd fought Ye Chen earlier.

He hadn't even seen how Ye Chen attacked before he was suppressed, pinned to the ground and unable to move!

And he was a man whose combat power was comparable to a Cultivator at the Sixth Layer of the Blood Coagulation Realm.

From this, it was clear that Ye Chen's strength was far beyond the Sixth Layer of the Blood Coagulation Realm. Even within the entire tribe, he was an absolute top-tier expert!

Zhao Tiankuo couldn't imagine how a young man who couldn't use Spiritual Power had managed to achieve this.

But this undoubtedly added a layer of mystery to Ye Chen.

It made one curious: just what kind of powerhouse was this young man before his severe injuries and amnesia?

Seeing the grave expression on Zhao Tiankuo's face, Zhao An couldn't help but shiver uncontrollably.

Even his own grandfather was wary of Ye Chen. The thought that he had dared to go to Ye Chen's home to demand an explanation filled him with regret and vexation.

"Husband..."

Lin Qiyun paused at the doorway. She stared at Ye Chen's receding figure, a worried expression appearing on her pretty face.

"Miss, please don't worry."

"The Young Master is so powerful. The old Priest surely won't do anything to him."

Xiaohe soothed from the side.

"I hope so."

Lin Qiyun lowered her head, her heart heavy with worry, but her gaze gradually grew resolute.

'No matter what, Ye Chen was taken away by the old Priest because he was standing up for her.'

'If Ye Chen really had to face the tribe's punishment, she would definitely bear it with him!'

...

"You all can remain on guard outside. There's no need to follow me in."

Outside a dilapidated, ancient stone house, the old Priest stopped and gave his order to the group of guard captains.

This was his residence.

For so many years, he had lived alone in this dilapidated place without a single word of complaint.

"This..." The guard captains exchanged glances, clearly uneasy.

"What? Are you going to disobey my orders now?"

"Or do you think that kid could actually harm me?"

The old Priest glared at them.

Seeing this, they didn't insist further. Instead, they turned to Ye Chen and threatened fiercely, "Kid, you'd better not try anything funny, or we'll make you regret it!"

Ye Chen gave them a cool glance and said, "If I really wanted to try something, the few of you wouldn't be able to stop me."

"What did you say?"

One of the captains immediately stepped forward, glaring at Ye Chen. "Kid, are you looking down on us?"

"What, you want to try me?" Ye Chen smiled.

"Then let's try!" The captain was hot-tempered. Grasping a giant war hammer, he immediately smashed it down toward Ye Chen.

He struck so fast that even the old Priest didn't have time to stop him!

"A petty trick, not worth mentioning!"

Ye Chen spoke calmly, throwing a backhanded punch to meet the giant hammer head-on.

BOOM!

With a violent roar, the giant hammer was knocked from his grasp and sent flying into the distance.

As for the captain who had clashed with Ye Chen, he staggered backward as if he'd taken a heavy blow.

A stifling sensation filled his chest, and he finally couldn't hold it back any longer, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

"What?"

Everyone who saw this was stunned by Ye Chen's strength.

That captain was wielding a Spirit Armament and possessed formidable strength. In a sudden burst, even a Cultivator at the Sixth Layer of the Blood Coagulation Realm would have to dodge his attack!

Yet Ye Chen had suppressed him with a casual lift of his hand. The nonchalant ease in his every move left a deep impression on everyone.

Without a doubt, the strength of the young man before them was far above the Sixth Layer of the Blood Coagulation Realm.

Across the entire tribe, perhaps only an expert on the level of the old Priest could handle Ye Chen!

Meeting their gazes, which were now filled with dread and fear, Ye Chen casually brushed the dust off his clothes and smiled at the old Priest. "Shall we go in now?"

The old Priest gave Ye Chen a long, deep look.

"Of course."

...

Ye Chen's display of power had also given the old Priest quite a shock.

And that was precisely Ye Chen's goal!

'He had to display his strength in front of the old Priest.'

'This world was just that cruel. The stronger you were, the less others dared to look down on you, and the more say you had!'

Sure enough, just as Ye Chen had expected, the old Priest was now treating him as an equal, and even his tone of voice had become much more polite.

"I have no servants here. If you don't mind, young friend, allow this old man to pour you some tea personally."

As he spoke, he poured Ye Chen a cup of steaming hot tea.

The tea was a vibrant green and had a faint luster, clearly no ordinary beverage.

Ye Chen smiled, accepted the tea, and asked nonchalantly, "Lin Ruowei isn't in the tribe?"

"The Clan Leader?"

The old Priest was taken aback for a moment. "She left several days ago. The few Elders in the tribe who support her also went with her."

"No wonder."

Ye Chen nodded, understanding dawning on him.

'Given Lin Ruowei's wariness and animosity toward Lin Qiyun, there was no way that woman would be unaware of the huge commotion Ye Chen had just caused.'

'In fact, she should have shown up at his door immediately!'

'After all, she had always been so careful to keep Lin Qiyun confined within the tribe, afraid that Lin Qiyun would overthrow her rule and become the master of the tribe herself.'

The old Priest glanced at Ye Chen and sighed. "I'm afraid the Clan Leader never would have imagined that marrying Miss Qiyun to you would instead give Miss Qiyun a chance to turn her situation around."

"From now on, I doubt anyone in this tribe will dare to bully or look down on Miss Qiyun again."

"Of course... that includes the Clan Leader herself!"