828: Chapter 828 Arrival in Antarctica!

Fists and kicks rained down on Derek.

Derek curled up on the ground, hugging his head, and was still roaring, "You... you dare to hit me? I am the heir of the Buster family! I am the Vice President of The Association..."

"Bang!"

Another punch landed on his back.

"To hell with the Buster family! To hell with the Vice President! You almost got me killed!"

"Hit him! Beat him to death!"

...

Derek's screams echoed endlessly in the cabin corridor.

After a good while, the crowd finally stopped.

At this moment, Derek was curled up in the corner of the corridor, covered in bruises and injuries, with nosebleed smearing half his face.

He looked absolutely wretched.

Someone spat on him, "If you spout any more crap, next time we'll throw you straight into the sea!"

The crowd dispersed.

Derek curled up alone in the corner, his fingers digging into the gaps in the deck, his eyes bloodshot.

Who was he?

The dignified Vice President of The Association!

Yet he was being humiliated like this???

Ye Chen...

You just wait for me!!!

Inside the cabin.

Yan Qingwu leaned against the cabin wall, arms crossed, and asked with a playful expression, "You did that on purpose, didn't you?"

Ye Chen lay on the bed, looking innocent.

"Don't talk nonsense. I just said it in front of everyone, telling them not to blame Mr. Derek at all."

"I'm a very reasonable person. I tried to persuade them, but they wouldn't listen, so there's nothing I can do."

Yan Qingwu scoffed, "Oh, right, right, right. You were so sincere in your persuasion. That tone was truly moving; I almost believed you."

Ye Chen sighed and spread his hands.

"See? You don't believe me when I tell the truth."

"I clearly had good intentions and wanted to resolve the conflict, but you all think I'm up to no good."

"It's hard to be a good person."

Yan Qingwu rolled her eyes.

"Since when are you so kind?"

"When you said 'don't blame Mr. Derek,' that group might have just wanted to scold him, but after your 'persuasion,' they beat him half to death."

"Is this what you call breaking up a fight? This is adding fuel to the fire."

Ye Chen started acting shamelessly, "I don't care about that. I said what I had to say. If they couldn't control their emotions, that's because their cultivation is lacking. What does that have to do with me?"

Yan Qingwu was so angry she laughed, but she couldn't be bothered to argue with him anymore.

"Fine, fine. You're noble, you're innocent, you're the kindest person in the world."

"I'm going back to sleep. Bye!"

After speaking.

She walked out.

But when she left Ye Chen's cabin, she noticed Derek was still in the corridor.

His miserable appearance made the corner of her mouth twitch.

Damn...

That's ruthless!

I almost couldn't recognize him!

Derek also met Yan Qingwu's gaze, and with a face full of shame and anger, he turned and left.

...

Two days later, in the early morning, the aurora sailed into the floating ice zone at the edge of the Antarctic Peninsula.

On both sides of the ship, massive ice shelves stood like white city walls on the gray-blue sea.

The ice field in the distance was boundless, but the deck was already crowded with people, all bundled up in thick windbreakers, rubbing their hands to keep warm, yet their faces were full of anticipation.

Ye Chen and Yan Qingwu mingled with the crowd and walked down the gangway.

On the shore, people were already waiting.

Three snowmobiles were parked side by side on the ice, and a few people in black cold-weather gear stood beside them, looking like trained fighters at a glance.

The middle-aged man leading them saw Ye Chen, walked up quickly, and bowed slightly, "Excuse me, are you Mr. Ye Chen and Ms. Yan Qingwu?"

Ye Chen nodded.

The middle-aged man said expressionlessly, "We are receptionists from the Xuanyuan Family, responsible for escorting the two of you to the base. Please get in the car."

Ye Chen smiled at the middle-aged man.

"Thank you for your trouble."

The middle-aged man said nothing more, stepped aside, and opened the car door.

Ye Chen and Yan Qingwu sat in the back seat one after the other.

The door closed, the engine roared low, and the snowmobile started steadily on the ice, driving into the depths of the white ice field.

Everyone watched them leave, whispering to each other.

"Did you hear that? The people who came to pick them up are actually from the Xuanyuan Family?"

"Which Xuanyuan Family?"

"Besides the Xuanyuan Family, one of the Five Great Families of the Kunlun Ruins, who else could it be?"

"Good heavens! He actually has that kind of influence? That guy Derek is simply courting death!"

...

Everyone waiting for their own transport looked at Derek.

That expression...

It couldn't be more pitying.

Derek's expression also changed slightly.

He never expected...

Ye Chen actually had such a connection!

His face couldn't help but darken.

But soon.

He thought of that mysterious person.

That person said that the Five Clans combined weren't even fit to carry his shoes...

Thinking of this.

He calmed down, and his face became ferocious again.

"Ye Chen!"

"Just you wait!"

"When I reunite with that lord, it will be your death day!"

...

The snowmobile drove on the ice field for nearly two hours, and a cluster of scattered igloos gradually appeared ahead.

The base didn't have the high-tech feel imagined; instead, it was composed of countless igloos that looked like yurts.

And this area for a hundred miles was designated as the territory of the Dragon Kingdom.

And the Xuanyuan Family was stationed here.

The snowmobile stopped in front of a huge igloo.

The middle-aged man jumped out of the car and gestured for Ye Chen and his companion to enter, "Mr. Ye, Ms. Yan, the Patriarch is already waiting in the main house."

Ye Chen jumped out of the car.

"Let's go, let's go see my old brother."

The two followed the middle-aged man through the lifted animal-skin curtain and strode into the main house.

The inside of the igloo was warmer than the outside, with a bronze stove burning in the center, the fire blazing.

Next to the bronze stove was a low table, with a pot of wine warming on it.

A white-haired old man sat in a wheelchair, with a thick white fox fur blanket covering his knees.

Behind him stood a young woman, her ink-black hair like a waterfall, her eyebrows and eyes cold, wearing a plain white martial arts outfit.

Who else could it be but Xuanyuan Ji?

And the old man sitting in the wheelchair was none other than the current Patriarch of the Xuanyuan Family—Patriarch Xuanyuan Hai.

As soon as Patriarch Xuanyuan Hai saw Ye Chen enter, he laughed heartily, "Hahaha! My worthy brother is here! Quick, quick, come and sit!"

He pressed his hands on the armrests of the wheelchair, making a move to stand up to greet him.

Ye Chen hurried forward and pressed his shoulders, "Brother, just stay seated. Why stand on ceremony with me?"

Saying this.

He bent down and gave Patriarch Xuanyuan Hai a solid hug.

Patriarch Xuanyuan Hai patted his back, his tone filled with a bit of emotion, "You brat, it's been a while, and you've become a bit more robust."

"Brother, you're also much more spirited than before."

Ye Chen let him go, "It seems that the abundant cold air in Antarctica has made you feel young despite your age?"

Patriarch Xuanyuan Hai laughed even louder, "Hahaha! You certainly have a way with words!"

Yan Qingwu walked up from the side, smiled sweetly, her tone carrying a hint of coyness.

"Great-Grandpa Xuanyuan, you only have eyes for Ye Chen, and you don't even look at me?"

Patriarch Xuanyuan Hai only then noticed her, stroking his beard happily, "Oh, isn't this Girl Yan? How could I forget you? Come, come, let Great-Grandpa have a good look at you."

Yan Qingwu obediently went forward, and Patriarch Xuanyuan Hai scrutinized her for a moment, nodding repeatedly.

"Hmm, your complexion is good, a bit more rounded than the last time we met!"

"It seems that following this brat Ye Chen, the food is quite good."

Yan Qingwu's mouth twitched, "Great-Grandpa, are you praising me or insulting me?"

"Of course I'm praising you!"

Patriarch Xuanyuan Hai glared, "As a girl, it doesn't look good to be too thin."

Yan Qingwu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but she felt warm inside.

At this time, Patriarch Xuanyuan Hai turned his head to look at Xuanyuan Ji behind him, waving happily, "Ji'er, you come over too. Girl Yan is here, you two should have a good chat."

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Ji nodded slightly to Yan Qingwu.

Yan Qingwu giggled, which was considered a return greeting.

Ye Chen found it interesting to watch from the side and chimed in, "I say, Brother, why is your granddaughter like an ice sculpture, without a smile for so long?"

Upon hearing this, Xuanyuan Ji glared at Ye Chen angrily.

This guy.

The last time they met, he inexplicably became her elder.

And this time...

He's looking for trouble right away?

Patriarch Xuanyuan Hai laughed, "Ji'er is cold on the outside but warm on the inside; you'll be fine once you get to know her."

Xuanyuan Ji still didn't make a sound.

Ye Chen didn't care at all and sat down by the low table.

Then.

He picked up the warmed wine pot, poured himself a cup, and downed it in one gulp.

"Good wine!"

He smacked his lips, "Brother, you really have a lot of good things here."

Patriarch Xuanyuan Hai looked at him with a smile, "Worthy brother, I heard you've already confronted people from the Return to Ruins?"

Ye Chen's hand holding the wine glass paused, and then he smiled.

"Brother, your information is very well-informed."

"Nonsense, Huo'er is my son, how could I not know?"

Patriarch Xuanyuan Hai shook his head slowly, his smile fading a bit, "I heard you even killed one of their protectors?"

"Yes." Ye Chen nodded, "I killed him."

Patriarch Xuanyuan Hai was silent for a moment, then laughed heartily again, "Well killed! Those self-righteous things, someone should have dealt with them long ago!"

After he finished laughing, he restrained his expression.

"However, worthy brother, the Return to Ruins is divided into two factions. The faction that advocates entering the world to compete has considerable power; they even have their people within the Five Clans of the Kunlun Ruins..."

"For you to face them alone, it will ultimately be a bit strenuous."