"No, no, you can't..." Master Ye howled hysterically.
Unfortunately, it was too late to turn the tide.
Ye Jiuliang tore up the stack of papers in just a few moves.
Master Ye's face went white, and he stumbled.
Luckily, Aren moved quickly to support him; otherwise, he would have taken a fall.
"Master."
"Ye Jiuliang, you unfilial thing!" Master Ye sat back down on the sofa, breathing unevenly, and pointed at Ye Jiuliang as he cursed.
"How are you feeling now? My anger just now was a hundred, a thousand times greater than yours," Ye Jiuliang walked slowly to him, and spoke deliberately and icily, "From now on, if you destroy anything I value again, the next time, I will completely destroy what you hold most dear—the Ye Family."
