Zhao Yishi Would Not Stand for a Misunderstanding, and Director Zhang Personally Cleaned Up

"Who are you?!"

Zhao Yishi bared his teeth in pain, but he was still as arrogant as ever.

"Do you know who I am? Do you know who my father is? You've messed with the wrong person. You're in serious trouble, you hear me?!"

He was Young Master Zhao, a man above the rest. He had never suffered such humiliation.

In answer, a Spiritual Energy Hand slowly took shape.

Zhao Yishi: ...?!!!

"No, no, no! I was wrong! I really was wrong! Please, master, have mercy...!!!"

Zhao Yishi finally felt afraid.

But no matter how he struggled, he could not move an inch.

No matter how he begged, all he could do was watch the Spiritual Energy Hand slowly descend.

Smack!

Zhao Yishi's head rang.

No, his head had nearly been knocked clean off.

It wobbled, barely staying attached to his neck.

He opened his mouth.

"Pfft..."

Out came a mouthful of pearly white teeth.

"Yoo..."

"Stop talking, young master!"

The Butler used the last of his loyalty to clamp a hand over Zhao Yishi's mouth.

"Young Master Su, there's been a misunderstanding. Please spare our young master's life!"

The Butler was screaming inside.

Young master, you sent men to kidnap his mother, yet you don't even recognize Su Ye when he shows up.

And you call yourself a man above the rest?

You've lost your memory, that's what you've lost!

But the Butler was stunned too.

Wasn't Su Ye supposed to have just started college?

Wasn't he only at the Transcendent Third or Fourth Heaven?

How... how had he reached the Transcendent Eighth Heaven and gained the ability to stand in midair in the blink of an eye?

This world has gone mad.

"Oh? A misunderstanding?"

Su Ye tossed a handful of things down.

Whips, candles, ropes, and more