Seeing Siao Jia collapse to the ground, Xu Ke sighed. He felt an indescribable sense of melancholy. Three years of companionship, worn away bit by bit in the last six months. Then came the earth-shattering changes of this period… All of this was because of Siao Jia. And now, she had fallen, breathless.

In the eyes of others, however, this was nothing more than an ant being crushed. No one cared.

At that moment, Ye Chen looked toward Song Zhong, his face twisted with a sinister expression. "Uncle Zhong, kill yourself."

Although he lacked Xu Ke's formidable endurance—the ability to not make a sound even as his leg was broken—he had practiced martial arts. After a few minutes, he managed to silence his screams.

"Why?" At this point, Song Zhong had torn off all pretense. He rose to his feet and stared fixedly at Ye Chen.

From the moment Ye Chen agreed to participate in the survival game, Song Zhong knew Ye Chen was confident in dealing with him. For that reason, he no longer had any intention of protecting him. Otherwise, he could have stepped in when Xu Ke broke Ye Chen's thigh just moments ago.

But he didn't.

"Why?" Ye Chen sneered. "Because you don't dare to kill me."

Song Zhong slowly approached Ye Chen. "Your reason."

"Did you really think sending your family abroad would keep them safe? Our people followed them long ago. They've become very good neighbors with your two adorable daughters and your beautiful wife," Ye Chen chuckled darkly.

The pain Xu Ke had inflicted made it impossible for him to maintain his suave demeanor. Facing death, he tore away all his disguises.

"Your Ye Family is truly ruthless," Song Zhong said, gritting his teeth and glaring at Ye Chen.

Standing at a distance, Xu Ke quietly watched the two dogs tear at each other.

"You're the one who wasn't loyal enough," Ye Chen accused. "If you hadn't planned to send your wife and daughter out of the country, we would have never suspected you might betray the Ye Family."

"Ye Chen, stop twisting the truth!" Song Zhong roared. "So what if your Ye Family controls Ping'er's life? If I kill you now and tell Ye Yunfeng that the Wang Family killed you, they'll believe it without a shadow of a doubt."

"Not necessarily," Ye Chen laughed, a gleam of a successful scheme in his eyes. "The first time you protected me, I already told the family. If I die, it doesn't matter if you live or die—you and your entire family will be buried with me."

Song Zhong's face changed drastically, turning livid with rage. "Ye Chen, you… you…" His face turned a deep, furious red.

Overcome with rage, he punched Ye Chen in the face, then violently stomped on his other leg, breaking it.

"Ah!"

Ye Chen screamed in agony. His smugness from moments before vanished, immediately replaced by excruciating pain. He was in heart-rending, lung-splitting agony!

Done for! He was completely ruined!

Ye Chen convulsed on the ground, slamming his body into the walls as he endured the inhuman torment. The entire villa filled with his violent, agonizing howls.

But even as he was reduced to a complete cripple, Song Zhong didn't make his final move. He stood frozen, his expression shifting unpredictably. How could he dare to kill him? If he did, what would happen to his wife? What about his daughters?

Xu Ke showed no intention of intervening. He remained expressionless. Perhaps this scene seems too cruel, but my future will inevitably be filled with such trials. My enemies are even more ruthless than this.

After the wave of pain subsided, Ye Chen gasped for air. Summoning his last bit of strength, he pulled the corners of his mouth into a ferocious, triumphant smirk. "What's wrong? You don't dare lay a hand on me, do you?"

"What good does breaking my legs do? It won't change the fate of your wife and daughters."

"Hahahaha!" Ye Chen laughed uproariously, utterly pleased with himself.

Amidst Ye Chen's mockery, Song Zhong remained silent for a long time before squeezing out his next words through clenched teeth. "Give me proof that you'll spare Ping'er and the others, and I will use my life to get you out of here."

He desperately wanted to live. But if his wife and daughter died, his life would lose all meaning.

But Ye Chen had already fallen into despair. He didn't even have his legs anymore. For the rest of his life, he would be confined to crutches or a wheelchair. Forget about taking charge of the Ye Family; even continuing to live would be a struggle. In this situation, what was the point of winning this game?

He laughed wildly as if possessed. "Impossible. I won't let any of you go."

"I'll find men to rape your daughter! Rape your wife! I'll have them humiliate your wife and daughter in front of your corpse! You're dead!"

"You're dead! You're dead!"

"Hahahahaha!"

Song Zhong's eyes froze. A rush of hot blood surged to his head, his mind going completely blank as he lost all reason.

"AAAHHH! YE CHEN, I'LL KILL YOU!" he roared, lunging forward.

One punch.

One punch.

Another punch!

Howling in a mad rage, his face a mask of savagery, he rained down frantic blows. How could he possibly tolerate such words?

THUMP. THUMP. THUMP.

The continuous, dull thuds sounded like a string of firecrackers. Song Zhong's fists landed solidly, expending all the True Qi of his Innate Great Perfection cultivation. The terrifying power behind his blows was so chilling that even Wang Wu's face turned pale. Song Zhong's all-out assault was horrifying to witness.

THUMP.

His fist missed, punching a large hole straight through the wall. Completely exhausted, he collapsed to the ground.

At this point, Ye Chen's face was mangled beyond recognition, bearing no resemblance to his former self.

"Huff…" Song Zhong lay on the ground, heaving for breath, his body twitching sporadically like a fish on the brink of death.

"That's enough," Wong Qifu suddenly said. "Let him go."

This wasn't because Wong Qifu was soft-hearted, but because Xu Ke had promised to let one person go after the survival game.

"Alright." Xu Ke nodded and walked over to Song Zhong. "Let's go."

Song Zhong silently stood up. Just like that, he followed behind Xu Ke and walked out of the villa.

True to his word, Wang Wu did not follow. He felt a measure of sympathy for Song Zhong.

SQUEAK.

The main gate was pushed open.

Stepping outside, Xu Ke felt a surge of vitality. The oppressive, stagnant pressure vanished instantly. Inside the villa, the air had been heavy and suffocating. But outside, the green hills and clear waters brought a cool breeze that made one's entire body feel lighter.

Song Zhong felt none of this. He only wanted to escape. He wanted to get to his wife and daughter's side as quickly as possible. His mind was a jumbled mess, and he had no idea how to ensure the safety of his family abroad.

"Alright, I've kept my promise," Xu Ke said with a smile.

Song Zhong was about to speak, but Xu Ke's next words sent a chill down his spine.

"Now, it's your turn to go."

Then, a fist whistling through the air magnified before Song Zhong's eyes.

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