Chapter 1,175: Collecting Rent

that kid surnamed Ye just went in for a short while and somehow got released.""So fast, it seems this kid really has some skills." Changsun Sheng was slightly taken aback, then asked: "Have you found..."I... I gave..."

At this moment, Ouyang Tian felt the helplessness and injustice of being suppressed. He had already lost his cultivation and didn't want to lose any more parts of his body. He hurriedly took out a checkbook, wrote a check for 1 billion, and handed it over.

At the sight of this scene, a wave of murmurs rippled through the crowd.

"My God, both of the young masters from the Ouyang family have surrendered…"

“This is someone from the Ouyang family, the top family in the capital city…”

"Bull**** first family, nothing in front of the handsome guy..."

A buzz of conversation filled the air as everyone looked at the two checks with envy.

That's right, it's so much better for everyone to do business amicably.

Ye Bufan handed the check back to Su Ruyue, then said with a playful smile, "Alright, you can go now. Feel free to come bother me again in the future."

Ouyang Tian's old face flushed red like pig liver. He had no shame left to stay here, so he fled back to the Murong family with his men in a disgraceful manner.

Upon learning that yet another grandson of his had been stripped of his cultivation, Murong Chengdu was furious. With a single palm strike, he shattered the mahogany tea table in front of him to pieces.

"Ye Bufan, you are simply too much!"

"Grandpa, please don't get angry." Murong Ping advised from the side. "I told you long ago, the instructor is not an ordinary person. Our Murong family shouldn't be enemies with him."

"Fart, from now on, our Murong family will never be friends with him." Murong Chengdu gritted his teeth and said, "When your great-grandfather comes out of seclusion, we will definitely settle this score thoroughly."

Murong Tian's face was filled with malice: "When the time comes, I will dismember Ye Bufan into ten thousand pieces to quench my hatred."

Murong He shouted, "I'm going to take all his women for myself and show him what happens when he offends our Murong family!"

Murong Ping shook his head. His intuition told him that his family should not stand against the Grand Instructor, but unfortunately, he was powerless to stop it all.

On the sports field, Ye Bufan said to everyone: "Alright, everyone, rehearse with peace of mind. There won't be any flies bothering us anymore."

He looked at Gao Baohua again, "Everyone has worked hard these days. I'll give each of you 10 million yuan in red envelopes as a reward."

"Long live the boss!"

Suddenly, the employees of Brother Film and Television Company burst into cheers. They naturally adored such a domineering, powerful, and generous boss.

Ye Bufan gave a few more instructions, then turned and entered a locker room in the stadium. Xie Changsi obediently followed behind him, now without the previous bravado, just like a child who had done something wrong.

"Come on, spill it! When did we Dragon King's Palace people start running around as thugs for others"

At this moment, Ye Bufan's expression darkened, and a powerful aura instantly spread.

This really angered him. After all, he was the Dragon King of the Dragon Palace, and his own men had run out to work as thugs for others.

"This subordinate has realized his mistake, please punish me as you see fit, Dragon King."

Xie Changsi fell to his knees with a thud and told everything about his family situation in detail.

"Sir, I'm truly at my wit's end. Both of my parents are ill at home, and I have no money. I believe this isn't a violation of the Dragon King Palace's regulations, so I came up with this desperate plan."

Hearing this explanation, Ye Bufan's face gradually eased: "If you didn't have money, why didn't you ask me"

“My lord has already given me 1 million. I am truly ashamed to ask for more.”

"Alright, let's just drop this. Let's not make it a habit, otherwise there will be severe consequences."

"Remember this from now on, if you ever need money, come to me. I have plenty of it."

Out of respect for Xie Changsi's filial piety, Ye Bufan didn't press the matter further.

"Thank you, Dragon King."

Xie Changsi then stood up from the ground tremblingly.

What illnesses do your parents have

"That's it, sir. My mother has leukemia."

Since my mother fell ill, the family has been solely supported by my father. Due to the exorbitant medical expenses and his lack of other skills, he had no choice but to work tirelessly as a laborer. This ultimately resulted in a severe back injury, leaving him paralyzed in bed.

"Where are your parents I'll go check on them."

Ye Bufan was originally a doctor, and since his own parents were sick, he naturally went to help treat them.

Hearing that the Dragon King was going to cure her parents' illness, Xie Changsi was overjoyed and led the way to her parents' home.

Even the most prosperous cities have their own dark corners, and the capital city is no exception.

Two people arrived at a village slated for demolition. To be precise, it wasn't even considered a proper village—it was simply a renovated shanty town, filled with makeshift shacks everywhere. It looked dirty, chaotic, and run-down. This was where Xie Changsi's parents lived.

Ye Bufan frowned: "Do your parents live here"

Xie Changsi said, "That wasn't the case before. Before I disappeared, our life at home wasn't exactly wealthy, but it was still livable. We had our own house and a little bit of savings."

Unfortunately, after my mother was diagnosed with leukemia, the medical expenses of hundreds of thousands of yuan per year have completely drained our family. We even had to sell our house.

Out of desperation, my parents moved here, after all the rent is cheap.

Ye Bufan said no more, following Xie Changsi into the shantytown.

In the very heart of the shantytown, in front of a makeshift wooden shack about ten square meters in size, stood an old woman with snow-white hair.

If you look closely, she may not be that old. It's just that her face is pale, with wrinkles piled on top of each other, and she's so thin that only bones are left. She really looks very aged.

This woman is Xie Changsi's mother, Miao Cuifang. She used to be a neat and tidy middle-aged woman, but unfortunately, she has been suffering from leukemia for these years and has been tortured into an unrecognizable shape.

Opposite her stood a man in his forties, short and thin with a pointed face. He wore a floral shirt, and his small eyes occasionally flashed with cunning. He looked just like a monkey that had turned into a human. He was the landlord of this shantytown, Hou Lao Liu.

"Old woman, I have to say, your family is really something else. I heard that your son who went missing years ago came back with a lot of money and gave it all away to others, but he won't pay me the rent I'm owed."

What do you mean Are you taking me, Lao Liu, for a pushover

"No, no, brother, really not. We wouldn't even think about not paying rent."

Miao Cuiflower hurriedly explained that when Xie Changsi returned home that day, there were many creditors surrounding the house. Basically, whoever arrived first took their money.

While Lao Liu usually spends his days reveling in luxury outside, he barely ever comes to the shantytowns except when it's time to collect rent. Today, upon hearing the news, he immediately rushed over to ask for money.

Hòu Lǎoliù waved his hand impatiently: “That’s enough, I'm too lazy to waste time with you. Hurry up and bring the money. At least half a year's payment upfront this time.”

"Brother, our family is really broke right now. Could you give us a few more days As soon as we have the money, I'll have my son deliver it to you."

"No way!" Hou Lao Liu's small eyes widened, "If you don't have money, what kind of house can you live in I'm telling you this, if you don't pay the rent, get out!"

"Hey, big brother, just have some pity on me and my old man. Look at us, we're really broke..."

Miao Cuiflower couldn't help but shed tears, her face etched with remorse whenever she thought about it. She believed it was her fault that a once happy family had crumbled.uld be no fun at all." Ye Bufan said, his wrist flicked, and the perfectly intact baseball bat in his hand was shattered into countless pieces, scattering everywhere."Uh..."What kind of kung fu is thi...