the Yang family disaster

Seeing Guan Zhengshan was shocking enough, but his words left Yang Wei utterly terrified. 

Even Yang Chen was taken aback. 

He knew his actions had instilled fear in the Guan family over the past few days, but he hadn't expected Guan Zhengshan to willingly surrender the entire family's assets to him. 

"Master Guan, he's the one who put you in jail! How could you hand over all the Guan family's businesses to him?" Yang Wei stammered in disbelief, his eyes filled with dread. 

Just moments ago, he had claimed Yang Chen was unworthy of partnering with the Yang family and declared his intention to seize the Guan family's assets. Now, Guan Zhengshan had personally delivered them to Yang Chen. 

With this, not only was there no hope of swallowing the Guan family—even cooperation was off the table. 

The Guan family was already one of the four pinnacle families in Jiangzhou. Now that they had pledged loyalty to Yang Chen, it was clear how formidable Yang Chen's standing in Jiangzhou would become. 

After today, the Yang family's businesses would likely vanish from Jiangzhou. The family had invested nearly half its resources to maintain its foothold here. If expelled, the blow would be devastating. 

Guan Zhengshan glared coldly at Yang Wei. "What are you? How dare you meddle in Guan family affairs? Even if Yang Xiangming himself came, he wouldn't be worthy of discussing cooperation with me—let alone with Master Yang." 

Only then did Yang Wei grasp the magnitude of his blunder. Everything he witnessed confirmed that the Guan family had fully submitted to Yang Chen. 

"Master Yang, there's one more matter to report," Guan Zhengshan added, his expression tinged with sorrow. "Due to the harm my grandson, Guan Xuefeng, inflicted on your daughter, I discontinued his medical treatment. The hospital just informed me… he has passed away." 

*Thud! Thud! Thud!* 

The news struck like a thunderbolt. Yang Wei staggered back five or six steps, his face ashen with horror. 

To curry favor with Yang Chen, Guan Zhengshan had sacrificed his own grandson. 

At that moment, Yang Wei finally understood the truth behind the incident at the Guan family days earlier: it had all been orchestrated by Yang Chen. 

To mobilize hundreds of armed men against the Guan family at will and release Guan Zhengshan so effortlessly—what kind of terrifying connections must Yang Chen possess? 

*Thump!* 

Overwhelmed, Yang Wei collapsed to his knees before Yang Chen. 

"Master Yang, my eyes failed me. I was wrong to offend you. Everything I said earlier was my own doing—it has nothing to do with the Yang family. I beg you… spare them." 

Yang Wei didn't plead for himself. He knew Yang Chen would never forgive him, so he appealed for his family instead. 

Now, he had no doubts left. If Yang Chen wished to destroy the Yang family, it would be effortless. 

Just then, his phone rang. Seeing it was Yang Xiangming calling, his blood ran cold. 

"Aren't you going to answer your grandfather?" Yang Chen's tone was mocking. "Put it on speaker. Don't say a word—or the Yang family ceases to exist." 

Trembling, Yang Wei obeyed. 

"Yang Wei, how are things progressing? Has that brat returned the shares of Longhe Construction Materials? If not, I'll send men to Jiangzhou to take him out!" 

Yang Xiangming's voice dripped with malice. Yang Wei shook uncontrollably. 

Yang Chen smiled faintly and extended his hand. Yang Wei handed him the phone with trembling hands. 

"Master Yang, you gifted me those shares. Isn't it inappropriate to demand them back now?" Yang Chen's voice carried a dangerous edge. 

Hearing Yang Chen's voice, Yang Xiangming paused—but fear didn't follow. Instead, he sneered, "Yang Chen, you're in no position to negotiate. Return the shares immediately, or face the consequences." 

"Very well. I'd love to see what the Yang family can do to me." 

Yang Chen hung up and tossed the phone into a nearby trash bin. 

Yang Wei slumped to the floor, paralyzed. He'd been willing to shoulder all blame for his family's sake, but Yang Xiangming's words had sealed their doom. 

"Master Yang, shall I dispose of this trash for you?" 

Guan Zhengshan's menacing offer jolted Yang Wei back to terror. 

A cold gleam flashed in Yang Chen's eyes. "Cripple him. Send him back to the Yangs." 

"Yes, Master Yang!" 

Guan Zhengshan bowed respectfully, then barked an order: "Take him away!" 

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**Yang Residence, Zhou City** 

Hearing the dial tone, Yang Xiangming's face darkened with rage. "Bastard! How dare he hang up on me? Guards!" 

The Yang family steward hurried in. "Master, your orders?"