Night falls.
The bustling Binhai City finally calmed down as the lights of ten thousand homes illuminated, signaling the end of a chaotic day.
But within the Ancestor Hall of the Yan Family, things were not peaceful; in fact, it was more intense and lively than ever before!
"You three elders, did you all hear that clearly? That trash Yan Zhen actually let Guan Hao die in the ring, causing our Yan Family to lose billions!"
"Even our reputation has been destroyed in an instant! Right now, everyone in Binhai City is daring to talk about us and laugh at us. Our Yan Family has never been so 'famous'!"
Standing in front of the three elders, Yan Lei pointed at Yan Zhen who was kneeling on the ground beside him, spitting with anger.
Despite feeling utterly regretful and remorseful, Yan Zhen did not dare to say a word, nor did he have any chance to defend himself.
He was already at the end of his rope, and any more words would be futile.
