Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group Chapter 1087: 1062: The God of the Zhao Family
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Song Xiaoxiao understood Zhao Hua intimately.
Arrogance defined Zhao Hua completely.
During school, he looked down on everyone.
Yet here he was, behaving like a sycophant before Ye Chen.
How could such a thing happen?
Just who was Ye Chen to hold such immense power?
Zhu Ming lay beaten, filled with profound regret.
He had never dreamed Zhao Hua would clash with the Zhu Family over some delivery rider.
“Young Master Zhao, isn’t he just a bike delivery guy? I…”
“Slap!”
Zhao Hua silenced him with a sharp slap before the words fully escaped.
Blood trickled from Zhu Ming’s mouth after that strike.
“A delivery guy, huh?”
“Listen up, Brother Ye is my big brother. Who do you think you are, laying hands on him? I warned you already—this is on you.”
Chilling frost laced Zhao Hua’s tone.
Zhu Ming and the surrounding classmates stood frozen in shock.
What kind of status did this delivery guy possess?
The Zhao Family’s heir showed him such deference.
Why did Zhao Hua grovel like a servant before this delivery rider?
As blows landed, Zhu Ming’s expression grew darker.
Pain in his body faded from his mind.
Cold light gleamed in Zhao Hua’s gaze: “Brother Ye, should I end this fool’s life?”
Terror gripped Zhu Ming at those words.
He couldn’t fathom Zhao Hua truly intending to kill him.
Killing intent flashed in Zhao Hua’s eyes.
For the Zhao Family, Ye Chen was their savior, a god-like figure.
How could they tolerate scum like Zhu Ming insulting him?
Offending Ye Chen spelled doom for the Zhu Family, and the Zhao Family would crush them without mercy.
As the ancestors described, Ye Chen was a deity capable of seizing Cao Cao amid thousands of soldiers.
Anger surged in Zhao Hua with every thought, prompting more slaps on Zhu Ming.
Ye Chen responded calmly, “Handle it however you like.”
Zhu Ming amounted to less than an insect in Ye Chen’s view.
Without hesitation, Zhao Hua snatched a stick from his subordinate.
“Bang!”
Crack!
Bones shattered with the impact, and Zhu Ming’s agonized scream echoed as he crumpled.
Zhao Hua had snapped Zhu Ming’s leg clean.
“Skip school next term. Heal up in the hospital instead.”
Zhu Ming writhed on the ground in torment.
Confusion clouded his mind completely.
He failed to grasp why Zhao Hua had exploded in fury and struck so viciously.
After shattering the leg, Zhao Hua turned to Ye Chen: “Brother Ye, does this please you?”
Zhao Hua chose “Brother Ye” over “Immortal” because the ancestors warned that the Immortal preferred utmost secrecy about his divine status.
Pain made Zhu Ming shudder uncontrollably.
“Brother Ye, I was wrong. Please spare me.”
Zhu Ming realized clearly that Ye Chen’s dissatisfaction would invite further wrath from Zhao Hua.
Had he known Ye Chen wielded such influence over Zhao Hua, even against the Zhu Family, he’d never have provoked him.
Ye Chen dismissed him with a wave: “Scram.”
Relief washed over Zhu Ming at last.
His followers hauled him into a car, and they departed in humiliation.
Nerves flickered in Zhao Hua’s gaze toward Ye Chen.
He wondered if his actions had satisfied the Supreme Deity.
Students at the school entrance gaped in awe.
Ye Chen’s prowess stunned them all.
Zhao Hua trailed him like a devoted younger sibling, reduced to a fawning dog.
The following day, Ye Chen reached the airport.
Lin Wanrou had departed early by flight for her matters.
No sooner had Ye Chen arrived than he encountered familiar faces.
Zhao Hua, Song Xiaoxiao, and others were there.
The school had dispatched exchange students, including Zhao Hua and Song Xiaoxiao.
Zhu Ming had secured a spot through family ties originally.
But with his leg crushed by Zhao Hua the day before, participation was impossible.
Spotting Ye Chen, Zhao Hua dashed forward.
“Brother Ye, allow me to carry your luggage.”
Ye Chen paused briefly: “What brings you here?”
“Our university pairs with Hawk Country’s Leiden University as sister schools. We’re heading for an exchange program,” Zhao Hua explained.
“Got it.” Ye Chen nodded.
Modu University’s exchange students observed the exchange in stunned silence.
The typically overbearing Zhao Hua acted the eager servant, lugging Ye Chen’s suitcase.
A heavy hush fell over the scene.
Shock rippled through the crowd.
Who was this Ye Chen truly?
Modu’s premier young master showed him unparalleled respect.
Song Xiaoxiao’s astonishment deepened.
Her curiosity about Ye Chen’s background intensified—what made Zhao Hua revere him so?
Ye Chen strode ahead, Zhao Hua trailing obediently.
Suddenly, airport chatter erupted.
“Wow, who’s that stunning guy? He’s drop-dead gorgeous.”
“That hunk outshines any idol star.”
“If he joined entertainment, I’d stan him forever.”
…
When no one lingered nearby, Zhao Hua murmured: “Immortal, I…”
Ye Chen cut him off with a wave: “Skip the Immortal title. Others might overhear and stir trouble.”
Zhao Hua blinked, then offered: “How about Elder Ye?”
Ye Chen was a peer to his ancestors, after all.
Uncertainty gripped Zhao Hua on the proper address.
“No, stick with Brother Ye.”
“Brother Ye?”
Awkwardness hit Zhao Hua.
His ancestors’ brother, now his own?
“You get my preference—just talk naturally, got it?”
Excitement lit Zhao Hua’s face as he absorbed the words.
Brother to the ancestor-worshipped Immortal—what an honor.
“Brother Ye, understood.”
Ye Chen felt a touch exasperated at Zhao Hua’s thrill.
In that instant, airport frenzy ignited.
A mob surged toward one spot.
Some waved glowing signs.
Ye Chen glanced over, shaking his head in resignation.
Sigh, blind fangirls at it again.
Right then, figures emerged from the VIP channel.
A stunning woman led, flanked by bodyguards.
Her entrance sparked airport-wide uproar.
Her beauty was otherworldly.
Sunglasses shielded her eyes, radiating commanding presence.
A flowing gown draped her form, minimal makeup enhancing her flawlessly carved features.
The sight briefly dazed Ye Chen.
Few reached 99 points in allure.
Song Xiaoxiao watched Ye Chen, entranced.
This woman eclipsed her utterly.
Hua Country’s supreme goddess, no doubt.
Ye Chen knew her instantly—Su Wei.
Su Wei spotted Ye Chen too, pausing in surprise.
She’d heard he was a mere delivery man, yet here stood unparalleled handsomeness.
In that suit, he evoked pure Prince Charming.
Oh gosh, such striking good looks.
Far from her mental image of a plain courier beau.
How on earth was he this handsome?