Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law
Chapter 37 I hope you don't regret it

Ye Feng couldn't help but feel both amused and annoyed. After all, as the reigning overlord of the Northern Border, even the nobles and magnates in the imperial city would be polite and eager to visit him, yet these families in Jiangdu dared to turn him away.

He didn't retaliate because he didn't deign to do so, just as Hong Zhenguo had previously said—people like Hong Tianming were simply too hopeless to be helped.

"By the way, where's Grandpa? Why haven't I seen him?" Hong Qingyan suddenly spoke up, sensing that something was amiss.

Given the uproar, it was impossible for Grandpa not to hear, nor was it conceivable that he would not show up and allow people like Hong Yuting to do as they pleased.

Zhang Yuman sneered, "You're talking about that old guy? He's sick, and it's serious."

"Grandpa is sick? That's impossible. He has always been healthy, and he was fine just yesterday. How could he suddenly fall ill?"

Hong Qingyan demanded, her expression suddenly shifting as she said, "Could it be that you have placed Grandpa under house arrest?"

"Nonsense!" Hong Tianming scoffed coldly. "No matter what, he is after all the Old Master, my father. How could I possibly treat him that way? I don't want to waste words with you. Mr. Ye, we won't bother bickering with you either.

The Fu Family has already expelled you from its ranks!"

"And we, the Hong Family, will also sever all ties with you tonight, so that when the Jiang Family arrives in Jiangdu tomorrow, they won't involve us in any trouble!"

Zhang Yuman suddenly interjected. "That's still not enough, Tianming. We need to issue a public notice, informing everyone in Jiangdu, disowning this worthless son-in-law. Otherwise, if the Jiang Family comes after us tomorrow, the Hong Family won't be able to bear it."

Hong Yuting also said, "Mother is right; we must announce it to the entire city just like the Fu Family did!"

Ye Feng shook his head and simply said, "I hope you won't regret this!"

After uttering these words, Ye Feng turned his wheelchair. He didn't waste any further words, and of course, he didn't barge in, even though he knew that the bodyguards of the Hong Family couldn't stop him. But he didn't do so, as he disdained to forcefully enter.

For such a commanding overlord, that was the kind of spirit and courage he had; he didn't even deign to explain himself.

Besides this estate, the Hong Family also owned a property in the Binjiang new district, bought by Hong Zhenguo specifically for Hong Qingyan, so that one day, when the Hong Family no longer welcomed her, she would have a place to go.

Later, Ye Feng and the others arrived at this property and spent a night without incident.

The next day was the day when the Three Great Ancient Families of Jiangdu were to compete in martial arts to determine the division of industrial profits for the coming year, and since Ye Feng had already promised Fu Shen and Fu Zi that he would show up, he naturally would not be absent.

Having finished his martial practice early, he was ready to go. But, just as he was about to step out, Hong Qingyan's phone suddenly rang.

It was a call from the steward of the Hong Family. As soon as Hong Qingyan answered, the steward hurriedly said, "It's terrible news, Miss Second. The Old Master is sick, seriously sick, and now he's in the hospital. Moreover, the hospital has issued a critical condition notice!"

"Hong Tianming told me not to tell you. I'm calling you secretly. I can't talk more now; they are coming. He's at the Second Hospital of Jiangdu. You'd better hurry over; otherwise, I'm afraid the Old Master really won't make it."

Before Hong Qingyan could ask for more details, the steward on the other end hastily hung up the phone.

Hong Qingyan's heart was already in turmoil. Instinctively, she wanted to rush to the hospital, but she suddenly stopped and turned toward Ye Feng.

Ye Feng asked, "What happened?"

Hong Qingyan was almost choked up as she spoke, "Grandpa is ill, very ill. He might not make it much longer, and it seems Hong Tianming and the others want to fight over the inheritance without even letting me know."

"Old Master Hong is sick?" Ye Feng was somewhat surprised, "As a martial artist, he shouldn't fall ill so suddenly unless something unexpected has occurred."

What his words implied was that it was very likely that Old Master Hong Zhenguo had encountered some accident.

Hong Qingyan didn't speak; she just looked at Ye Feng with eager eyes.

Understanding the situation, Ye Feng said after a moment's thought, "Let's go, to the hospital first!"

After all, a life was at stake. Even if today was the day for the Three Great Ancient Families to compete and exchange skills, that would have to wait. What's more, the old master had once saved his life.

Jiangdu's Second Hospital was not the best hospital in Jiangdu. Logic would dictate that the Hong Family, not lacking money, would not send the old master to this hospital. From this, it was evident that Hong Tianming and the others didn't take Old Master's illness to heart.

Especially since, in recent times, the old master's actions had greatly annoyed members of the Hong Family. To put it harshly, perhaps Hong Tianming, Zhang Yuman, Hong Yuting and others couldn't wait for the old master to die, so they could smoothly take over the family's inheritance rights.

Even though it was early morning, the hospital was already crowded with people. It took some effort and connections to replace the VIP ward in the hospital's rear courtyard where the old master was being treated.

Upon seeing Ye Feng, Hong Qingyan, and others arrive, Zhang Yuman's heavily made-up face instantly darkened.

"What bad luck, seeing this disabled son-in-law first thing in the morning really ruins my mood!" Zhang Yuman muttered with a sneer.

"What are you doing here, you disabled son-in-law?" Hong Yuting blocked the way and shouted angrily.

Hong Qingyan cried out before Ye Feng could speak, "We heard that Grandfather is sick, so we came specifically to see him."

Zhang Yuman let out a cold laugh and said, "The old master is indeed sick, but it's nothing serious. He has just fallen asleep. The attending physician instructed that he should not be disturbed, so there's no need for you to go in. Head back wherever you came from."

"Impossible!" Hong Qingyan immediately rejected this and snorted, "Uncle Lian just called me, saying that the old master is severely ill, he's even in critical condition, on the verge of death. You all are clearly lying!"

Zhang Yuman became angry, huffing coldly, "So what if we're lying? Even if the old master is seriously ill and close to death, what of it? Don't forget, you're nothing but an illegitimate child; you were picked up, not a blood member of the Hong Family Younger Generation!"

Hong Yuting also sneered, "That's right, you should really look at yourself. As an adopted daughter, even though you bear the Hong Family name, do you really think you're a direct descendant? What right do you have to shout at us here?"

Hong Wei also said, "There's nothing here for you. Stay wherever it's cool; if you want to make trouble, don't blame us for not being polite."

Ye Feng's eyebrows rose sharply, "Old Master Hong has saved my life. Since he's fallen ill today, it is only right for me to visit. Moreover, as for whom I want to see or where I want to go, there's never been anyone under heaven who can block my path!"

"Step aside, or don't force me to act!"

Ye Feng's gaze was sharp and authoritative, cold and dignified.

Hong Wei was somewhat frightened, but Hong Yuting clenched her teeth and roared, "Ye Feng, I know the person behind you is somewhat capable, but don't forget that you're nothing but a crippled son-in-law whom the Hong Family brought in. What right do you have to speak to us like this!"

"Furthermore, this is a hospital, under the public eye; do you really dare to make a move against us here?"

"Seventeen, throw her into the pond next to us!" Ye Feng gave the order, and Seventeen, standing behind him, immediately sprang into action, lunging forward.