The City’s Strongest Son-in-law

Capítulo 721: Chapter 722: Ye Qingtian Is Still Alive

Because everyone is clear that the appearance of people from Zone A is Purgatory’s attempt to deal with Su Changfeng, but the fact that Su Changfeng can stand here unharmed means that even those from Zone A couldn’t handle him, and such a formidable expert like Su Changfeng should not be underestimated by anyone in Zone B.

When Dao Jiu went to see Su Changfeng, he had significant dark circles under his eyes. He hadn’t slept a wink the night before, extremely worried about Su Changfeng. Only after seeing Su Changfeng did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.

“Brother Changfeng, how’s the situation?” Dao Jiu asked.

“They’re indeed better than the guys from Zone B, but these people died even more gruesomely,” Su Changfeng said.

Upon hearing this, Pangolin’s eyelids twitched wildly. “More gruesomely dead,” how gruesome could that be? It must have exceeded his imagination.

Pangolin wanted to know why Su Changfeng suddenly became so powerful, but he was afraid of triggering Su Changfeng’s taboo, so he could only keep this question to himself.

“Will Purgatory keep doing this?” Dao Jiu asked, wondering if Purgatory kept sending people to kill Su Changfeng, then his opponents would become increasingly formidable, further endangering Su Changfeng’s situation.

“You don’t need to worry that Purgatory will kill me. After going through so many things, I don’t think Purgatory intends to kill me,” Su Changfeng said.

“Why would you say that?” Pangolin couldn’t help but ask curiously.

“There are many particularly effortless ways to kill someone, after all, we’re in Purgatory. Wouldn’t it be too much hassle to go through all this trouble to kill me?” Su Changfeng explained with a calm expression.

Although he couldn’t guess what Purgatory wanted to do, one thing was certain, they’ve had numerous chances to kill him, yet he’s survived so long because they never truly intended to kill him.

This explanation made Dao Jiu and Pangolin nod continuously, as they had previously thought the same.

“Looks like Purgatory has other plans,” Dao Jiu said.

Su Changfeng nodded, regrettably, he still couldn’t figure out what Purgatory wanted to do.

The following days passed quietly. Su Changfeng returned to his solitary cell, and the brutally bloody nights ceased. However, this peace felt more like the calm before a storm, as if more troublesome issues awaited Su Changfeng.

The patterns on Pangolin’s arm were increasing, making Su Changfeng more anxious because the markings implied that the little one’s arrival was imminent, yet he was still trapped in Purgatory with no way out.

That day, Su Changfeng was once again brought into the cage for a tournament match. After such a long period of silence, everyone believed Purgatory must have prepared a top-tier opponent for Su Changfeng.

Su Changfeng thought so too. However, when he saw an aged, weathered figure approach, he was suddenly stunned.

This person, both familiar and unfamiliar, sparked an uncontrollable excitement in Su Changfeng’s heart.

Ye Qingtian!

Grandfather!

He really wasn’t dead, looking much like he did in Su Changfeng’s memory, only older.

Tears streamed down immediately. With a loud bang, Su Changfeng knelt before Ye Qingtian.

The spectators outside the cage were utterly astonished. Su Changfeng’s image as the War God was deeply ingrained in their hearts. In their eyes, no matter how strong the opponent, Su Changfeng always had a chance to win. However, why did he kneel upon meeting his opponent this time?

Could it be that he realized he wasn’t a match for the old man, thus kneeling to plead for mercy?

“What’s going on with Brother Changfeng?” Seeing this, Pangolin was equally shocked and couldn’t help but ask Dao Jiu. Su Changfeng had always handled opponents effortlessly before, so why kneel before this seemingly weak old man?

“Pangolin, it seems your brain is not functioning well. Have you forgotten why Brother Changfeng came to Purgatory?” Dao Jiu said calmly.

“Because of Su Changfeng’s grand…” Pangolin stopped mid-sentence, stunned, staring at Ye Qingtian, with shock and joy each taking half of his expression.

“He, he is Brother Changfeng’s grandfather?” Pangolin said.

Dao Jiu nodded. Although he had never seen Ye Qingtian before, he could confirm that this old man was Ye Qingtian. Otherwise, what other reason could explain Su Changfeng kneeling?

Pangolin was extremely excited. After taking a deep breath, he said, “The old master is still alive, so Brother Changfeng’s trip to Purgatory wasn’t in vain. Now, we just need to find a way to leave Purgatory.”

Kneeling on the ground, Su Changfeng kowtowed thrice heavily and said, “Grandfather, I’m really sorry. I’ve only come now, making you suffer for so many years.”

Ye Qingtian looked extremely haggard and old, but his expression was particularly gratified, smiling kindly, he said, “Just being able to see you makes Grandpa very happy. But… but why did you come to Purgatory? Once in Purgatory, there’s no chance to get out.”

“Grandfather, don’t worry, I will definitely take you out. No one can stop me.” Su Changfeng said.

Ye Qingtian came to Su Changfeng, helped him up, and said very gratified, “You’ve already grown so much taller than Grandpa, the little boy has now become a man.”

Su Changfeng nodded, unsure of what to say now. He never expected such a day to come, nor did he expect he could meet Ye Qingtian again.

This elderly man, who treated him as family, once again made Su Changfeng feel the warmth only family could provide.

“Grandfather, Purgatory hasn’t done anything excessive to you, has it?” Su Changfeng asked.

Ye Qingtian shook his head and replied, “Except for not seeing the sunlight all day, eating and drinking well, life is decent.”

Decent?

Life in Purgatory can’t possibly be decent. The sense of being cut off from the outside world is not something anyone can endure.

Su Changfeng knew his grandfather had definitely endured many hardships in Purgatory.

“How’s the situation at home?” Ye Qingtian suddenly asked Su Changfeng.

The Ye Family from Beijing had long changed, but Su Changfeng did not intend to keep the events hidden; he decided to tell Ye Qingtian the truth.

Upon learning that Shangguan Feihong was forced to hang herself, and Ye Weijun became a cripple, Ye Qingtian merely sighed helplessly, without blaming Su Changfeng, and said, “I understand you must have your reasons for doing this. You’ve been particularly busy in these recent years, haven’t you?”