Old Madam Qiao was so furious that smoke practically poured from her seven orifices. She no longer cared about maintaining the dignity of the birthday celebrant and roared outright.
"What are you all standing around for?! Hurry up and throw this useless live-in son-in-law out! Make him get the hell out!!"
Hearing Old Madam Qiao's furious command, the security guards no longer dared to delay.
"Brothers, get him!"
At the captain's command, more than a dozen security guards rushed forward together, throwing punches and kicks as they charged straight at Ye Chen to seize him.
With their advantage in numbers, they were confident they could suppress this useless live-in son-in-law with ease.
However, they had completely overthought it.
As the master of the Temple of the God of Slaughter, how could Ye Chen possibly be easily handled by a bunch of small fry with no martial cultivation whatsoever?
At that moment, Ye Chen felt wronged to the extreme.
He could not understand why, after bringing out the nation's supreme treasure, the "Emperor's Divine Cauldron," no one recognized its value. Instead, they cursed at him and mocked him without restraint.
This feeling of being targeted by the entire world was even worse than spending two and a half years as the Qiao Family's live-in son-in-law!
"Get lost!"
Ye Chen could no longer endure his exploding emotions. His aura erupted as he stomped violently on the ground!
An invisible, terrifying wave of force burst forth in an instant!
The security guards surrounding him were struck as though by massive hammers and sent flying. They smashed countless tables, chairs, and benches, throwing the scene into chaos as screams rose one after another.
"The... the live-in son-in-law is killing his master!!"
At the sight, Old Madam Qiao trembled from head to toe and could