Burning Down the Villa

Ye Tian stepped forward and knocked, and someone soon opened the door.

"Who are you looking for?"

The person, who looked like a housekeeper, asked in surprise.

"No one. I'm coming home!"

With that, Ye Tian shoved the housekeeper aside and walked in.

Only then did he see that the living room was packed with people.

"Ye Tian?"

"Y-you... what are you going to do?"

Everyone in the living room stood up, their faces filled with terror.

They were Wang Ting's parents and family.

They had been grieving and despondent, cursing Ye Tian and thinking about how to avenge Wang Ting.

They had never expected Ye Tian to come knocking on their door.

All at once, they were scared out of their wits.

"You have thirty seconds to get out of my house."

"Otherwise, you die!"

Ye Tian's domineering words stunned the Wang Family.

"Ye Tian, what gives you the right?"

"This house was transferred to my daughter's name a long time ago!" Wang Ting's mother screamed furiously.

"Twenty seconds left!"

"Ye Tian, you bastard!"

"Fifteen seconds!"

Wang Ting's mother wanted to curse him some more, but Wang Ting's father stopped her.

"Let's go, quickly!"

"Have you forgotten? He really dares to kill!"

Wang Ting's mother jolted and recalled the terrifying scene of Ye Tian killing people at the hotel.

Though she hated to leave ten thousand times over, she no longer dared to stay.

"Ten seconds."

As Ye Tian's icy words rang out again,

the Wang Family, as if they had heard a death knell, rushed out of the villa for their lives.

"Ye Tian, just you wait."

"We'll have our revenge for this!"

Only after she had run a long way off did Wang Ting's mother let out a hateful roar, seething with anger.

The corner of Ye Tian's mouth lifted, a cold look in his eyes.

Revenge?

If they dared to come, he wouldn't mind cutting down the Wang Family and tearing out its roots.

"Mr. Ye, should I notify Minister Zhang and have him find someone to clean up the house?"

"We can replace everything with new things, and you can move in tonight."

Zhang Jian asked respectfully from the side.

"No need."

"This house is already dirty."

"There's no need for it to exist anymore!"

"Let's go!"

Ye Tian spoke indifferently and flicked his fingertip, sending a blue flame onto the living room sofa.

Whoosh!

In an instant, the entire villa was engulfed in a raging fire.

Ye Tian walked out of the house without even looking back.

He, the Heaven-Treading Immortal Emperor, would rather destroy his belongings with his own hands than leave them to his enemies.

"Holy shit!"

Zhang Jian's jaw dropped in shock.

He had burned down a perfectly good villa just like that?

Mr. Ye was so domineering!

Little did Zhang Jian know that, back in the immortal realm, even an immortal emperor's palace that made the myriad races of the universe drool with envy

would be destroyed with a wave of Ye Tian's hand, without a moment's hesitation, once he grew tired of it.

How much less a mere ordinary mortal residence?

Ye Tian wouldn't give it a second thought.

After leaving the residential complex, Ye Tian told Zhang Jian to go back first, while he strolled leisurely through the streets.

Breathing the air of Earth, he felt as though he had awoken from a dream.

A thousand years in a dream, and he returned still a young man!

His great vengeance had been exacted, and he had taken back the company.

Next, it was time to go home and see his family.

The thought of his loved ones filled Ye Tian with excitement.

A thousand years without seeing them, a thousand years of longing and worry, had startled Ye Tian awake from his dreams countless times, tears spilling through the long nights.

Dad, Mom, little sister!

Are you all well?

At last, a trace of tenderness that was hard to conceal appeared in Ye Tian's icy gaze.

But soon, Ye Tian's steps faltered, and he stopped.

His hands behind his back and his face impassive, he spoke coldly without turning his head.

"If you don't want to die, get out here yourself!"