The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign-Chapter 73 - 72: Speak Directly If You Have Something!

Qin Fan was not surprised by his mother’s reaction; in fact, he had fully expected it. Still, for a high school student to suddenly produce one billion yuan was, from any perspective, utterly inconceivable. Even he had to admit that.

"Mom, this money is completely legitimate. I won it at Mountain and Water Manor. As for how, well, I’ll tell you the truth. Remember how I was going out early every day to exercise? Well, I met an old man by Qingling Lake who insisted on teaching me Tai Chi Fist. I didn’t know who he was at the time. It wasn’t until he offered to take me to Mountain and Water Manor for fun that he told me his name was Ye Congjun. Once we were there, he just gave me a thousand yuan in chips, saying he wanted to show me a bit of the world and that I should just go home after I lost it all.

"That was my plan, too. I figured I’d lose it all and that would be that. But I couldn’t lose! My luck was just too good. I bet on the dice rolls every time, and I kept winning. I went all-in again and again, and in the end... it turned into one billion! As for Ye Jizu... yeah, he’s a cunning one, but with General Ye backing me, he didn’t dare try anything. Under Old Ye’s intimidating presence, how could he refuse to pay up? So... that’s what happened. I’ve been thinking about how to tell you for days.

"Please, Mom, just take it. The money is absolutely clean. With Old Ye around, it doesn’t matter how ruthless Ye Jizu is. Old Ye promised that if I so much as came to any harm, he would personally settle the score with Ye Jizu. So, don’t worry."

Qin Fan spoke earnestly, weaving a story of truths and half-truths.

Ye Congjun? The Old Ye from Lingnan? Little Fan knows him? And he was the one who took him to Mountain and Water Manor?

At that moment, Wei Shuying was utterly dumbfounded, her mind reeling with disbelief.

This is too much! It’s like something out of a cheap drama! Little Fan just happens to meet Old Ye, earns his appreciation, and even makes Ye Jizu cough up one billion? Has the world gone completely insane?

"Hold on, Little Fan. Just let your mom take a moment to process this," Wei Shuying said, waving her hand as she gasped for air and took several deep breaths.

A moment later, she asked, "Little Fan, are you telling me you met Old Ye, he took you to Mountain and Water Manor to see the world, made Ye Jizu pay you the one billion you won, and then personally escorted you out?"

"Yeah, that’s right," Qin Fan nodded.

"Unbelievable. That’s just unbelievable," Wei Shuying said, shaking her head in a daze.

What kind of status does Qin Fan have? And what kind of status does Ye Congjun have? How could their paths possibly cross? Never mind his current status as a discarded child of the family. Even when he was still a part of the Ye Family, he was nobody that Old Ye would ever have given a second glance!

"Mom, don’t overthink it. Just take it. Otherwise, I have no idea how to even spend this money! Oh, I forgot to tell you, I already used some of it to buy a Bentley," Qin Fan added, suddenly looking sheepish.

Wei Shuying stared blankly at Qin Fan, speechless.

One billion... That’s one billion!

"Mom, do you want it or not? If you don’t, I’ll just go donate it to the Red Cross," Qin Fan said, playing his trump card.

Though it was a joke, the words instantly snapped Wei Shuying back to her senses. She cried out, "Donate it to the Red Cross? Are you kidding me?"

"Well, if you don’t want me to donate it, then you have to take it. Relax, there won’t be any negative consequences. Trust your son, and trust in General Ye’s reputation." Desperate to convince his mother, Qin Fan brought up Ye Congjun again.

"This is just so sudden. It feels like an implausible, unbelievable dream," Wei Shuying said with a frown.

"Alright, here, take them," Qin Fan said, grabbing the black cards and pressing them into his mother’s hands. "The PIN is my birthday."

"Little Fan, wait! I’m calling your dad. I’m telling him to come home right now," Wei Shuying said, quickly pulling out her phone.

Hearing this, Qin Fan immediately backed away. "Mom, you can tell Dad yourself. I’ve got to meet up with some classmates, so I’m heading out!" The thought of having to repeat the entire story, fend off endless questions, and fabricate more plausible explanations was already giving him a headache. With that, he turned and beat a hasty retreat.

"Little Fan, Little Fan! You child, how could you—"

Wei Shuying’s words were cut short. Reaching the doorway, Qin Fan glanced back. "Mom, it’s not a big deal. Just tell Dad exactly what I told you. If he doesn’t believe it, you can go ask Old Ye or Ye Jizu! I’ve got to go, my friends are waiting!"

With that, he opened the door and decisively slipped out.

He had only just stepped outside when the phone in his pocket began to vibrate. He shook his head and smiled, assuming it was his mother calling back, but the screen showed an unfamiliar number—one ending in five consecutive sixes.

Frowning slightly, Qin Fan answered the call. "Hello, who is this?"

"Qin Ye, it’s Ma Yunbin!"

"Hmm? What is it?" What could Tao Yuan’s nephew possibly want from me?

"Qin Ye, it’s not convenient to talk over the phone. Where are you? I’ll come find you," Ma Yunbin said, his voice filled with excitement.

If before he had merely wanted to be on friendly terms with Qin Fan, now he was desperate to align himself with this seemingly ordinary student who was shrouded in mystery. There was a simple reason for this. With his connections, it hadn’t been difficult for him to piece together the facts of the He Haolin incident. He Haolin had been killed by Qin Fan. As Qin Fan was taken into custody, it was Ye Jizu who had orchestrated He Zhenjiang’s downfall. The fact that Ye Jizu would topple Jiangzhou’s top official just for Qin Fan had led Ma Yunbin to draw some far-reaching conclusions.

On top of that, just an hour ago, he had received several photos. They showed Lai Zhuge and Ye Jizong bowing humbly before Qin Fan on Horse Hoof Ridge in Gaozhou Prefecture. There were also images of Yi Tianji and Zhou Yihang kneeling! Those pictures had nearly made Ma Yunbin’s heart explode.

Who is Ye Jizong? A provincial Governor, a powerful regional official! He’s the great hope of the Ye Family, leagues above Ye Jizu, who dabbles in the criminal underworld. And who is Lai Zhuge? A master of Geomancy so renowned that even Ye Jizu had to pay his respects three times just to secure a meeting. Yet, these two titans were showing such deference to Qin Fan? Even if I rack my brain, I can’t figure out what it is about Qin Fan that makes these powerful figures repeatedly humble themselves before him. But one thing is clear: this mysterious, abandoned child of the Qin family possesses some heaven-defying power!

Under these circumstances, if he didn’t seize this chance to latch onto a powerful backer, his entire upbringing as a scion of a Beijing family would have been for nothing. And so, his form of address shifted seamlessly, from the earlier "Mr. Qin" to the current "Qin Ye."

Qin Fan was unimpressed. "If you have something to say, just say it," he said in a low tone.

"Uh—"

Ma Yunbin was stunned on the other end of the line. He had not expected such an outright rejection. But then, thinking of Qin Fan’s mysterious background, he instantly calmed down.

It’s just like they say, people can be masochistic. If Qin Fan had eagerly agreed, Ma Yunbin might not have thought much of it. This refusal, however, only elevated Qin Fan further in his eyes.

"Qin Ye," he said, "I received news that a Jiao Dragon has appeared in a cave at Yanjing Ridge in Dianbai. A lot of Fortune Tellers and Magicians are already heading there in secret to set up formations and perform rituals to eliminate it. I’m planning to go check it out and broaden my horizons. Would you be interested in coming along?"