As Yang Yi walked in with Tiantian, many people on the scene were shocked, their mouths agape.

They had just seen Yang Yi kick away the ceremonial cannon. Forget the audacity of attacking the gate—just the cannon alone weighed at least 200 pounds. How could he have kicked it aside so effortlessly?

"Is he here for revenge?"

"I’ve never seen him before. Maybe there’s a show to watch!"

"Heh, someone’s actually bold enough to cause trouble at the Zhou residence. That’s like a slap in their face. This guy's really audacious!"

The guests on both sides whispered among themselves, some gloating, others shocked, and a few secretly making phone calls to report the situation.

After all, not everyone present was a friend of the Zhou family; some were eager to see them embarrassed.

Such is the way of the world.

But not everyone felt the same. On the stage, Shen Xue's face was already filled with joy, and tears welled up in her eyes.

She could hardly believe her eyes as she looked at the small figure in the distance—it was her daughter!

At that moment, Shen Xue’s eyes saw no one else. She stared at Tiantian, tears continuously falling, alternating between crying and laughing.

Bang!

On stage, Zhou Feng, who had already been enraged after Shen Xue splashed tea on him, now fixed his gaze on Yang Yi, his face twisted with fury. He shouted angrily, "Where did this beast come from, daring to cause trouble on Zhou family grounds? Are you tired of living?!"

As his voice fell, a dozen bodyguards suddenly appeared around the venue, all glaring at Yang Yi and Tiantian with malicious intent. With a single command, they were ready to tear the pair to pieces.

At that moment, however, Mrs. Du in the front row had already stood up, looking over with a flicker of surprise in her eyes. After a moment of disbelief, she turned her gaze and said loudly, "Yang Yi, I never thought you'd dare to come here, and even bring along the bastard you had with Shen Xue. Very well, today you’re dead for sure!"

Her words echoed throughout the hall, and in an instant, those who had been quietly watching were even more shocked. They looked at Yang Yi and Tiantian, then at the Zhou family on stage, their expressions turning increasingly colorful!

"So he's the lover of the third Miss Shen! My God, he’s got guts, bringing his child to confront them!"

"Heh, does he think he's some kind of hero? It’s laughable. He’s dead today for sure!"

"I can't believe the rumors are true. The third Miss Shen really does have a child! What a pity!"

The murmurs grew from hushed whispers to louder discussions, whether someone was stirring the pot or just eager to see the Zhou family humiliated.

The Zhou family members on stage were already livid. Whether it was Zhou Feng, his wife Xu Yanan, or even the usually expressionless Zhou family patriarch, all of them now had eyes filled with murderous intent.

At the entrance, Yang Yi’s face remained cold. He smiled faintly and said loudly, "Yes, I am Shen Xue's husband! This is our daughter. I’m here today to slap you in the face!"

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The last sentence was directed at the Zhou family on stage!

Bang!

The Zhou family patriarch, who had been sitting firmly in his grand chair, suddenly stood up, trembling with rage. He stared at Yang Yi with eyes as cold and venomous as a snake.

Wow!

Yang Yi’s words caused another uproar in the crowd.

Provocation—this guy was actually provoking the Zhou family!

Does he have a death wish?

Who is he to be so confident?

In front of so many people, if the Zhou family doesn’t act, they’ll lose all their face in Zhongjing. Even if they kill Yang Yi today, grind him to dust, the Zhou family’s reputation is already ruined.

This was supposed to be a concubine-taking ceremony, but now the gate had been blown apart, and they were being mocked. The Zhou family had become a laughingstock!

In less than half an hour, everything that happened here would spread throughout Zhongjing City!

By then, the Zhou family’s face would be completely lost. If they didn’t tear Yang Yi to pieces, how could they maintain their standing in Zhongjing?

"Yang Yi, is it? I’ll skin you alive and chop you into pieces to feed the dogs!" Zhou Feng snarled through gritted teeth.

Hearing this, Yang Yi narrowed his eyes, coldly staring at Zhou Feng. In that instant, the killing intent in his eyes became almost tangible.

"So, you're the eldest son of the Zhou family, Zhou Feng!"

"Heh, don’t worry. We have a lot of scores to settle, and we’ll do it slowly. But today…"

Yang Yi looked around the hall and said calmly, "Today, I’m taking my wife with me!"

Hiss!

Many gasped at the scene.

This was blatant humiliation. Too outrageous!

This is a life-or-death situation!

Some people were thrilled, and the smart ones had already started backing away from the center of the action.

"Arrogant!"

Zhou Feng shouted, stepping forward with a sneer on his face. Looking down on Yang Yi, he said coldly, "You? A worthless nobody dares to talk big in my Zhou family? Aren't you afraid of biting your tongue? Take your wife? You mean her?"

He pointed at Shen Xue, his face full of contempt, and said, "She's just my plaything, a lowly servant! A servant fits well with a bastard! Hahaha, I’ll humiliate her right in front of everyone, and what can you do about it?"

As he spoke, he turned viciously toward Shen Xue, reaching out to grab her hair!

Everyone was watching.

Yang Yi's eyes narrowed, but at that moment, the seemingly frail Shen Xue suddenly swung her hand!

A streak of blood splattered in the air, followed by Zhou Feng's furious roar: "You bitch!"

The crowd saw Zhou Feng clutching his arm, glaring furiously at Shen Xue, who was holding a sharp piece of glass, her eyes cold and fierce!

Hiss!

Many were startled by Shen Xue's ruthlessness.

Zhou Feng was furious. His arm had a long gash, looking extremely horrifying. He clutched his arm, staring at Shen Xue with burning anger.

Even Yang Yi hadn’t expected this, but knowing Shen Xue’s temperament, he realized she would never sit idly by.

That piece of glass was clearly prepared in advance.

Recalling the moment he entered, Shen Xue had seemed ready to act.

Yang Yi sighed inwardly—Shen Xue was still the same, strong and stubborn!

This piece of glass was probably something she had prepared for herself.

At this moment, Yang Yi felt grateful, grateful that he had received Tiantian's call and returned. Otherwise, the harm that would have befallen them was unimaginable.

"You! How dare you! You wretch, you wretch!"

Zhou Feng roared, his pride shattered by the unexpected blow. He had always been proud, but this was something he could not tolerate!

"Wretch, I’ll kill you!"

Zhou Feng screamed in fury, lifting his foot to kick Shen Xue.

"Ah! Don’t hurt my mom!"