90,000 Years of Longevity

After looking at Ye Bei, the group of Wu Family descendants was taken aback for a while, and then all came back to their senses.

"Wu Fansheng, shouldn't this kid be your helper? Wearing such an ancient style dress, do you think you are a hidden expert? Hahaha, I have always envied you before, but now it seems that you are really just a trash. So it's a given that the Patriarch drove you out." It was Wu Bowen, who was also Wu Fansheng's cousin, who was not much bigger than Wu Fansheng, but he was a hundred times more arrogant when speaking like that.

"Third Brother, I really misunderstood you. It's fine to sell the property secretly behind the Wu Family. After being kicked out of the Wu Family, you even dared to bring people to make trouble? This time the Patriarch is super angry, no one will be able to save you." Wu Yuanqiu spoke. Although she said so, her eyes were full of coldness and pride, hoping that Wu Yuandong would be finished soon, so that she could divide more family properties.

"Boy, why are you so arrogant? Didn't you find that we are all from the Wu Family? I can secretly tell you that you have been surrounded since you came in..." A teenager who seemed to be only fifteen or sixteen years old looked at Ye Bei proudly, and these words caused a burst of laughter.

Ye Bei stood on the stone road, looking at these people faintly.

But his heart was extremely calm. 

He was an entity who had lived for thousands of decades, had seen tens of thousands of things. These voices, in history, were nothing at all, and they couldn't generate the slightest wave in his mood.

However, the scene in front of him made Ye Bei feel a little bit of emotion.

Old memories flooded quietly.

"Sir, my time is running out. These days, I felt that that unfilial son of mine wants to do something. Therefore, there is only one thing that I want to ask for."

On a sickbed, an old man with gray hair hanging down respectfully said to a young man, with a begging voice.

"What is it?" The young man said, his heart had already seen everything.

The old man said slowly, "I have enough in my life. It is a blessing for me to be the servant of Your Excellency. It is a pity that my body is no longer strong like before. If it is possible, I will definitely cook another table of dishes for Your Excellency and appreciate this prosperous country together."

The young man said nothing.

"I'm already very old, if there is anything I can't let go, then he is the only one. This world is always left to him." The old man's voice continued, and the wrinkles on his forehead grew more and more.

"The general trend of the world is divided and combined." The young man stood there, his eyes were silently looking at the sceneries outside.

The old man closed his eyes, and two lines of turbid tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes, "My Lord, you don't need to help him, life and death depend on his own fate!"

"All right!" The young man nodded slightly, but this was what the old man wanted.

Soon after, the old man was poisoned to death on the sickbed.

His son usurped power and became the supreme lord of the world, and later generations called him Emperor Yang of Sui. 

Later generations only knew that Yang Guang killed his father, but did not know that Yang Jian's dedication to family affection, knowing his own destiny, still made that choice. (A/N: Yang Jian is the old man.)

History was always surprisingly similar.

Some people could betray family affection for profit, and some could give up everything for family affection.

"You guys, are you finished?"

Soon, Ye Bei came back to his senses, looking at these people in front of him, his eyes were dull to the extreme. These people were just laymen, even a generation of supreme emperors ignored family affection, let alone them!

Uh…

Those Wu Family's direct descendants were originally imposing.

But Ye Bei's words again made them astonished completely. Many words reached their mouths, but they swallowed them back forcibly.

"Old Master has things to do today, if you have nothing to say, please retreat to the side." Next to Ye Bei, Wang Gu glanced at those laymen and took the initiative to give them a kind and positive advice.

"Let the Patriarch come out, I want to see him. "Wu Fansheng also spoke, his eyes were fiery, and his voice was not at all polite. In his opinion, these people in front of him were all idiots. It was best to provoke Ye Bei more, only in this way would they die faster.

Wu Yuandong also immediately spoke, with a hint of pride in his voice, "From today, the Wu Family does not need you people to exist. Remember, it is not us, but you people who are expelled from the Wu Family."

When the voices of the two of them dissipated along with the wind, Wu Yuanchun, who was held up, finally came to a sense of consciousness from that fear.

When he saw this group of Wu Family members in front of him, he seemed to have found a savior, he shouted like a chicken seeing a slaughtering blade, "Quickly, save me, this man is a lunatic, a real madman... he killed, killed a lot of people!"

Boom!

However, after the chicken-like voice came, a loud explosion occurred.

Under everyone's eyes, Wu Yuanchun's body exploded out of thin air without warning.

Those Wu Family members who were in the front didn't know what was going on, everyone's face was splashed with bright red blood.

They stared wide-eyed.

The sight in front of them made them want to scream, but after opening their mouths, they couldn't make a sound. The whole Wu Family Manor was extremely silent at this moment.

The fake tourists surrounding Ye Bei were even more frightened.

"I'm just here to get one thing. As for all of you, try to restrain from being noisy again." Ye Bei glanced at the place where Wu Yuanchun exploded, in those empty eyes, the everlasting coldness made all the Wu Family descendants shudder and treat them like gods and demons.

No drop of that splash of blood fell on Ye Bei. When the emotions of fear were madly spreading around, he was only blowing his sleeves, facing a cold wind, and continued to walk towards the Wu Family Manor as though the scene where Wu Yuanchun turned into a cloud of blood had nothing to do with him.

"Dead? Big brother is dead?"

"Ahh..."

"How is it possible? Why did he explode into a blood mist, how did he do it?"

Among those imposing Wu Family descendants, some yelled, some looked dull, and some directly gagged.

Wu Yuanchun died too suddenly, without warning.

When they saw Ye Bei walking by, they seemed to see a devil incarnation. None of them dared to talk any more nonsense, and they shuffled through a two-meter-wide passage.

Even Wu Yuandong and Wu Fansheng who were standing next to Ye Bei were frightened.

When they were in Q City, they also saw a living person directly exploded into blood mist out of thin air with their own eyes. But even if they had one experience, seeing it again, it was still scary enough.

They knew that Ye Bei was not talking about them. But at this time, Wu Yuandong and Wu Fansheng also closed their mouths tightly, not daring to speak anymore.

...

On the other side, in the office where Wu Houde was.

Seeing countless bullets hovering beside Ye Bei, and seeing all the snipers who had shot, all of them were shot dead in the head and then seeing his eldest son, when he turned into a blood mist under all eyes, the expression on his face was ugly to the extreme.

"Today, no matter who you are, I want you to pay the heaviest price. If I can't kill you, then I will kill all the people around you!" Sitting on the chair, Wu Houde could no longer calm his face. The veins on his forehead and neck bulged, his whole person looked even crazier than a real psychopath.