Young Master Dotes On His ‘Wife’

Chapter 09: Junior’s Incompetence, Skilled in Using Cold Weapons! [PART 1]

Ye Zhou’s request, from a logical perspective, was not unreasonable. The people from the old Ye family had indeed left them with no way out, but from an ethical standpoint, his request was considered quite rebellious. With the clan elders still alive, it would be scandalous for the younger generation to sever ties. People would criticize and condemn them.

"Well..."

Sever ties? It sounded easy, but it was a matter of dishonoring their ancestors. The village chief hesitated to make that decision. Instead, it was Pan Lao, who had been silent all along, who turned his gaze towards Ye Zhou. His eyes, as if they could penetrate one's soul, stared deeply at him before he spoke up, "Zhou, have you thought this through? You're an educated person; you should know what it means to sever ties with your immediate family. Are you determined to go through with this?"

"Thank you, Pan Lao, for the reminder. But I've made up my mind. Please fulfill my request, elders!"

Facing his sharp gaze, Ye Zhou nodded without hesitation. What was there to fear from others' words? Wasn't the original host already submissive enough? And what was the result in the end? He didn't care about their words; if they provoked him, he wouldn't mind teaching them a lesson. In short, he wouldn't live as weak and pathetic as the original host. In his second life, he wanted to live more freely, unrestrained, and carefree.

"What if we refuse?"

Pan Lao exchanged a glance with the village chief, who asked tentatively.

"If the village chief refuses, then I can do nothing. However..."

Interrupting himself halfway, Ye Zhou intentionally paused and then directed his icy gaze towards the old Ye family members. The village chief instinctively blurted out, "However, what?"

"I, as a junior, have some skill in using cold weapons!"

"Huh?"

As the words fell, the village chief's mouth contorted strangely, and Pan Lao staggered, almost falling off his chair. As for the old Ye family members, they didn't need to be mentioned. Ye Zhou and his brother remained expressionless throughout the whole ordeal. Who told them to be so easily manipulated?

"Cough... You, you, you... You're threatening me, you bastard?"

Finally regaining his voice, the village chief couldn't help but curse, his eyes bulging larger than bronze bells, as if he wanted to devour Ye Zhou alive.

"I wouldn't dare. I'm just speaking the truth. As I said before, even rabbits will bite when they're cornered. Given the nature of the old Ye family, such incidents are bound to increase in the future. In order to survive, it won't be long before I pick up my blade again. The only question is, can you all arrive in time next time? And will they all still be standing here alive?"

Ye Zhou calmly replied, and during the conversation, his threatening gaze swept over the old Ye family members multiple times, terrifying them to the point of trembling. As long-time farmers, they had never encountered someone who would so easily resort to wielding a blade. It was a blatant intimidation.

"You, you... You... You ungrateful brat..."

Pointing a trembling finger at him, the village chief, rather than expressing anger, seemed more distressed. In his eyes, Ye Zhou was one of the few educated individuals in their village, but now... an intellectual turned butcher. How could he not feel heartbroken?

"Well, lad, I like your style."

Suddenly, Pan Lao slapped his thigh and burst into laughter, "Guoli, let's do this favor for them. The two children have it tough enough. We can't let them be persecuted any longer."

Having served in the military, they were different. Look at their resolve; it was not something ordinary farmers could match.

"Now that Pan Lao has spoken, if I continue to be unwilling, I might be seen as an accomplice to their persecution. Huanzi, bring your brother's pen and paper."

While speaking, the village chief glared at someone resentfully. The person being glared at, however, paid no attention, for their goal was about to be achieved. They wore a sly grin that almost made the village chief flip the table in anger.

Pan Lao personally wrote the declaration, making three copies in total. Both elders signed them, and the village chief even used the red mud he carried with him to leave his handprint. Once everything was settled, they handed the documents to the two brothers. Ye Zhou quickly scanned the contents, which stated that from that day forward, they, the two brothers, severed all ties with the old Ye family, including Ye Xiaoyu. Both sides would no longer interfere with each other's lives, be it birth, illness, death, or burial. There was nothing else that needed to be added, so Ye Zhou and his brother signed and left their handprints on the documents.

"It's your turn."

"I won't sign! You little bastard, you think you can sever ties with us and take away my fourth son's belongings? I'll sue you! You won't even have a way out!"

When Ye Zhou handed the three copies of the declaration to the old lady, she once again became aggressive and fierce, as if she had forgotten the harm Ye Zhou had caused her not long ago, scaring her to the point of wetting her pants on the spot.

Pan Lao and the village chief immediately changed their expressions. If the old lady dared to act like this in front of them, who knew what she would do to the brothers behind their backs? Especially the village chief, who had hesitated before, feeling sorry for the old Ye family. Unexpectedly... no wonder Zhouzi, who had always been gentle, had such a drastic change. They were forced into this situation by them. What a group of idiots! Zhouzi was such a good kid. Any sensible person should have taken them in. If Zhouzi were to get into university, would they treat them badly? They were a bunch of thoughtless fools who wasted their lives!

"The inheritance system has been passed down in China for thousands of years. When a father dies, the son inherits, whether it's property or debt. I've never heard of a mother inheriting assets. If Aunt Ye doesn't have any other children, even if I, Ye Zhou, am unwilling, I'll have to take care of my father's responsibilities in terms of birth, illness, death, or burial. But in reality, you still have five children, don't you? What does my father's house and land have to do with you?"

Facing the village chief and Pan Lao's sinister behavior, Ye Zhou looked up and said coldly, his tone filled with sarcasm. In the 1990s, even if she caused a scene, she couldn't touch the properties and land that belonged to him and Ye Huan.

"I... "

"Aunt Ye, please show some decency. Your old Ye family has never had a division of assets. Back then, you didn't even give a broken bowl to the fourth son, right? If it wasn't for the support from his wife's family and their hard work, could they have acquired properties and land in just over ten years? In the past year, you've taken everything that can be moved and even harvested all the crops in the fields, not leaving a single grain for the two brothers, let alone distributing it. Even if you should receive a share, it would be more than enough."

The old lady wanted to retort, but the village chief couldn't bear to see it any longer. What kind of mother was this? Tigers don't eat their own cubs, yet she was really trying to force the brothers to death.

"I... This is my family affair. Village Chief Wan doesn't need to interfere... Ah... You little bastard..."

"Mom..."

Feeling ashamed, the old lady put her hands on her hips and straightened her chest to argue, but before she finished speaking, the sickle that had been hanging around her neck approached once again. Ye Zhou, who had appeared with the sickle, frightened the people of the old Ye family, who quickly backed away. Village Chief Wan, who wanted to stop him, was held back by Pan Lao, who had appeared by his side, knowing better than anyone that sometimes violence can be a good thing.