Ye Chenfeng's shock was no less than the old man's, as the news of Ye Zhenhong's critical illness had spread far and wide. Yet, the Ye Zhenhong sitting before him looked spirited apart from a somewhat pale complexion. What on earth was going on?
The middle-aged muscular man, Wu Kuiyong, looked at Ye Chenfeng with meaningful scrutiny. Hadn't the rumors said that Ye Chenfeng developed a severe case of panic disorder after being brutally beaten three years ago?
After personally experiencing Ye Chenfeng's martial prowess, Wu Kuiyong thought this was utterly ridiculous. In the darkness earlier, he hadn't held back in the slightest, but Ye Chenfeng had managed to hold his ground effortlessly. Just this alone was proof that Ye Chenfeng's skills were far from simple. Back in his days, Wu Kuiyong had been a standout among special forces, and someone who could handle so many of his moves would be the same one beaten by those young masters in Capital City?
At this thought, Wu Kuiyong couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "Rumors are not to be trusted." The Ye Chenfeng before him was nothing like the one in the rumors. He was certain that Ye Chenfeng had the makings of a dragon among men in the circles of Capital City's young masters.
Old Master Ye snapped out of his daze and gestured Ye Chenfeng over, saying, "Chenfeng, come sit by your grandfather. Don't you think you owe me an explanation?"
Even though he racked his brains, Old Master Ye couldn't comprehend how his grandson, who supposedly suffered from panic disorder, had suddenly become so skilled. Moreover, he had given strict orders to forbid anyone from visiting, so how did Ye Chenfeng slip into the military hospital undetected? Old Master Ye was desperate to know the answers to these questions.
Ye Chenfeng took a seat by the bed but didn't rush to answer his grandfather's question. "Grandfather, before I answer your questions, won't you first explain what exactly you are playing at?"
A kind smile appeared on Old Master Ye's pale face, which quickly disappeared as he responded, "You brat, is that tone any way to speak to your grandfather? Right now, many in Capital City would love to see the fall of the Yes. They can't wait for our family to vanish from their sight. I wanted to see what tricks these contemptible clowns would pull, so I decided to turn their scheme to our advantage."
"Grandfather, then my parents' car accident probably wasn't an accident either, right? I've always felt there was something fishy about it." A mix of sadness and anger clouded Ye Chenfeng's face as he mentioned his deceased parents.
Old Master Ye nodded approvingly and said, "Chenfeng, it seems you truly have grown up. I was afraid you might live out the rest of your days in a confused and cowardly state."
"Your parents' car crash indeed has many suspicious aspects, but the perpetrator didn't leave a single clue. I haven't found even a hint to go on." Old Master Ye's fists clenched tightly. The direct line of the Yes was thin enough already; with only two sons under Old Master Ye and the elder now dead in a car crash, how could he not be enraged?
"Grandfather, I will scatter the murderer's ashes to the winds. I will make everyone know that the Yes are not to be trifled with." Ye Chenfeng's teeth bit into his lip. Once he regained his Peak level of combat strength from his previous life, few in this world would likely be able to stop him.
"Chenfeng, you need to calm your mind. Right now, we don't know who the murderer is. The Yes have many adversaries in Capital City. All we can do for now is to watch silently and wait for the hidden foe to act again."
Old Master Ye sighed heavily and continued, "Don't try to change the subject, boy. Now that you know what you need to know, isn't it time you explain yourself?"
"Grandfather, it's not that serious, actually. When I woke up from the coma, I suddenly felt that my panic disorder was completely cured, and even my skills became exceptionally strong. I don't know what's going on?" Ye Chenfeng made up a lie.
He couldn't possibly say that he came from a world five hundred years in the future, that his soul had traveled through time from five hundred years later, and had taken residence in Ye Chenfeng's body. Otherwise, the old Mr. Ye might just send him to see a psychiatrist. After all, such things only happen in novels, and it would be harder than climbing to heaven to get someone like Old Mr. Ye, a high-ranking national figure, to accept this.
Old Mr. Ye looked at Ye Chenfeng with skepticism, and after a moment, his mind still couldn't come up with an explanation. It seemed that Ye Chenfeng's statement was reasonable. Anyway, as long as his grandson was developing in a positive direction, what concerns could he have as a grandfather!
Ye Chenfeng roughly explained to the old man about sneaking into the military hospital, and the old grandfather listened with relish, as if he had never really known his grandson before.
From Ye Chenfeng's ability to spot the flaws in the military hospital's defenses and his cautious behavior after his own transformation, ensuring that no one from other major families in Capital City noticed his change, these two points alone were enough to make Old Mr. Ye proud of Ye Chenfeng.
The detailed observational skills, the highly meticulous thinking was this still the same Ye Chenfeng?
"Grandfather, those bastards from the collateral branches seem to have sided with the Songs, and I guess they have been wanting to replace us as the main branch of the Yes." Speaking of those collateral relatives, Ye Chenfeng felt an anger surge within him. After all, everyone was connected by blood; it's one thing to have internal family disputes, but how could they commit such treacherous acts!
A faint melancholy appeared on Old Mr. Ye's face, and he sighed lightly, "I've always known that those from the collateral branches were restless, but we all share the Ye surname. I don't want to see our Ye family divided unless absolutely necessary."
"Alright, since so many people are waiting to laugh at us, I'll let them know who will be laughing at whom," Old Mr. Ye's eyes hardened, becoming incredibly sharp, as he instructed, "Kuiyong, help me arrange the discharge. I don't want anyone to know, I want to give everyone a 'surprise.'"
Wu Kuiyong immediately left the ward to make arrangements after receiving the order. The head of the military hospital was a good friend of Old Mr. Ye when he was young, and it was with his cooperation that Old Mr. Ye's feigned illness was flawlessly executed.
According to Old Mr. Ye's original plan, he would not have been discharged so early, but Ye Chenfeng's arrival brought him a surprise and disrupted his initial plan. In Ye Chenfeng, Old Mr. Ye saw the hope for the Ye family's future.
During the time Wu Kuiyong was arranging the discharge, Old Mr. Ye and Ye Chenfeng chatted idly. Ever since Ye Chenfeng developed panic disorder three years ago, the grandfather and grandson had not had a serious conversation.
In Old Mr. Ye's heart, he had always hoped that Ye Chenfeng could make something of himself and take up the heavy responsibility of the Ye family one day. But Ye Chenfeng's performance over the years had been a huge disappointment. Now, at last, it seemed they had broken through the clouds to see the clear sky.