This Debt Must Be Paid in Blood!

Bang!

When Ye Tian finished speaking, he swung the wooden club and knocked the two thugs to the ground.

Then he tossed the club aside.

He turned around, the murderous intent fading from his eyes as he looked softly at Song Qin.

"Mom, it's all right now."

"Come on, let's go home!"

Song Qin stared blankly, unable to believe her son was so formidable.

But after her brief shock, Song Qin grew terrified.

"Son, go! Hurry, get out of here!"

"You've caused a terrible disaster!"

Some of the braver villagers nearby also came over to urge him to leave.

"Xiao Tian, you should go, quickly."

"I've heard of that Bai Long. He's a tyrant in town."

"Killing someone is easier for him than drinking water."

"They'll definitely come after you."

Song Qin gave Ye Tian a reluctant look, then reached into her clothes, pulled out a crumpled handful of cash, and pressed it into his hand.

"Xiao Tian, I won't ask you to stay."

"We don't have any money at home. Keep these few dozen yuan to buy food on the road."

"You, go quickly!"

Tears streamed down Song Qin's face. Her son, whom she had longed for day and night and hadn't seen in two years, had returned, yet she couldn't let him stay even a moment.

The pain in her heart was beyond words.

Ye Tian smiled, though tears glistened in his eyes.

"Mom, I'm not leaving."

"Don't worry. Bai Long won't come looking for me."

In his heart, Ye Tian had already sentenced Bai Long to death.

In a little while, he would go into town and finish Bai Long off.

How could he give him the chance to come to his home and make his parents live in fear?

"Xiao Tian, listen to your mother and go!"

"You can't afford to offend them!"

Song Qin stomped her feet anxiously and continued trying to persuade him.

But Ye Tian shook his head with utter determination and gave Song Qin a radiant smile.

"Mom, believe in your son."

"There's no one under heaven we can't afford to offend!"

Song Qin wanted to say more, but Ye Tian had already started toward the old house.

"I'm going to see Dad!"

With so much commotion outside, his father, Ye Wen, still hadn't come out.

Ye Tian suddenly felt uneasy.

Seeing that she couldn't persuade him, Song Qin could only sigh and follow him into the room.

As soon as he entered, Ye Tian frowned deeply.

After he had built his parents a small two-story house, this old house had been left vacant.

No one had lived in it for years, and it had fallen into disrepair. It was dark and damp, and the wind and rain came through.

It had long since become unfit to live in.

After entering, Ye Tian's body suddenly trembled.

In the corner, Ye Wen lay motionless on a dilapidated wooden bed.

He was skin and bones, his face drained of color.

If not for his faint breathing, he would have been no different from a dead man.

"Dad!"

Ye Tian cried out in alarm, rushing over and falling to his knees beside the bed.

Tears rolled down his face uncontrollably.

"Old Ye, our son is back!"

"Xiao Tian is calling you. Can you hear him?"

Song Qin spoke through tears beside him.

But Ye Wen showed no reaction on the bed.

"Mom, what happened to Dad?"

Ye Tian hurriedly turned to ask Song Qin.

Song Qin sighed and said,

"Two years ago, word got around that you were dead."

"Your father didn't believe it, so he went to your company to look for you."

"But Wang Ting had someone beat him and throw him out."

"They also said you'd raped a girl, then jumped into the sea and killed yourself out of fear of punishment."

"After your father came back, he was overcome with grief and fell seriously ill."

"Later, I don't know how our family offended the thugs in town."

"They came looking for trouble every few days. Every time, they either beat or cursed your father and me."

"We had neither power nor influence, so we could only endure it."

"Last year, a construction site in town was hiring. Your father wanted to earn some money, so he went."

"But after he finished the work, they wouldn't pay his wages."

"Your father couldn't stand it and went to demand his wages, but they beat him so badly that he was gravely injured."

"In the end, his life was saved, but he was left in a vegetative state."

"And he's been like this ever since!"

As Ye Tian listened to his mother's account, the flames of fury surged in his heart, and he ground his teeth so hard they nearly shattered!

He had never imagined that his parents had suffered such hardships during the two years he had been away.

If he did not avenge this grudge, he was unworthy of being their son!

This debt had to be paid in blood!