Peach-Orange! – Chapter 169 – The Death of Ye Liang

The previously darkened and deranged eyes instantly filled with panic.

Her hand holding the fruit knife trembled uncontrollably. Su Tao even took two steps back from Ye Liang, her haggard face now etched with tension and fear.

If there was one person Su Tao least wanted to see and even feared to see… it was Chi Song.

This elder brother had treated her like his own sister since childhood, not only caring for her but also entrusting Chi Xiaocheng to her time and time again.

And what had she done?

She had caused Chi Xiaocheng to close her eyes forever, separating her from this loving brother.

The murderous intent toward Ye Liang instantly turned into guilt. Su Tao stood frozen in place, the knife in her hand drooping limply.

She didn’t even dare to look up at Chi Song.

As she sensed him walking toward her step by step, her heart screamed in terror.

‘Don’t come over….’

‘I didn’t mean to….’

‘Please don’t scold me, I really didn’t mean to….’

‘I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry….’

The footsteps stopped in front of her.

Su Tao kept her head lowered, her dry lips parting slightly. “Brother… Brother Chi Song.”

Her voice was so faint she doubted he could even hear it.

Instead, Chi Song’s voice reached her ears. “Why are you keeping your head down? Lift it up.”

The calm tone made Su Tao shiver, but she mustered the courage to raise her head.

The one-armed man met her gaze, then suddenly raised his remaining hand high.

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Su Tao flinched, squeezing her eyes shut.

She tilted her head slightly but didn’t dodge, not even moving her cheek away.

This slap, she deserved it.

Yet, the palm didn’t strike her face.

Instead, it gently stroked her disheveled hair.

Chi Song’s deep yet tender voice reached her ears. “Don’t be afraid. Your brother is here now. A girl shouldn’t be doing such things. Go wait downstairs. Leave this to me.”

After smoothing her hair, Chi Song stepped past her and gave her a light push toward the rooftop door.

Stumbling two steps, Su Tao stared at him in shock. “Brother Chi Song, I…!”

“We’ll talk later.”

Chi Song kept his back to her, not turning around. “Right now, I’m going to avenge my little sister. And this… isn’t something you should see.

“I don’t want this scene to haunt your nightmares.”

What kind of brother would let his sister dirty her hands?

If someone’s hands had to be stained, it should be his.

Chi Song glanced at Ye Liang, confirming the man was too injured to fight back. Without waiting for Su Tao’s response, he pulled her to the stairwell.

Su Tao hurriedly protested, “Brother Chi Song, I… I want to avenge Xiaocheng too! Let me do it, I can—”

Chi Song smiled gently. “Enough, Tao. Your hands are shaking. Leave the rest to me. Besides… you shouldn’t see what comes next.”

Before she could argue, he gave her another soft push.

Then—

Slam!

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The rooftop door shut behind her.

Click.

The lock engaged.

No matter how loudly Su Tao pounded on the door, Chi Song’s expression didn’t waver, only growing colder and more resolute.

Keeping Su Tao away was only part of it.

If she really killed Ye Liang….

What about the Ye family’s retaliation?

Better for a homeless, futureless street punk like him to die hunted down than for Su Tao, who still had her whole life ahead of her.

Chi Song reached to his waist and drew a pistol, advancing step by step toward Ye Liang.

Unlike Su Tao, he felt no guilt.

Even Ye Liang knew this.

The moment that black gun appeared, his chance to beg vanished.

Leaning against a wall, Ye Liang seemed to truly feel despair. He suddenly burst into laughter. “Hahahaha! Chi Song, Chi Song… you really think you can kill me?!”

Chi Song stopped five meters away, watching him expressionlessly.

Ye Liang’s face twisted. “I was going to beg Su Tao, but fine! You’ve forced my hand! Even if I have to give up being the Ye heir, I’ll drag you down with me!”

His words were meant to intimidate, but the one-armed man just coldly raised the gun.

The fear of death crawled up Ye Liang’s spine. He suddenly screamed, “Elder Ye! I, Ye Liang, renounce the succession! Save… save me!”

The moment he shouted, a weary sigh came from the shadows. “Enough, young man. For this old one’s sake, spare the boy.”

An elderly man emerged from the darkness.

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No one had noticed when he arrived.

Stranger still, though the old man’s face was withered with age, his steps were steady, even carrying an unseen momentum.

Chi Song glanced at him impassively.

Elder Ye smiled faintly. “Young man, this is my covenant with the Ye family. If Ye Liang renounces his claim, I must intervene to spare his life. I’ve no wish to harm you. Leave.”

Chi Song frowned. “Leave? He killed my sister. A life for a life.”

He could sense the danger radiating from the old man, but he wouldn’t back down.

He raised the gun, aiming at Elder Ye.

Yet the elder showed no fear, chuckling lightly. “Young man… have you heard of ancient martial artists?”

He spoke leisurely.

“For generations, our Great Zhou’s bloodlines and family legacies have nurtured warriors with extraordinary power. Plucking leaves as blades, walking on water.

“Even an old relic like me could end you with a single pebble.”

Elder Ye eyed the pistol disdainfully. “Besides… surely you’ve heard the saying? Beyond seven steps, the gun is faster. But within seven steps—”

Bang!

A gunshot rang out.

Elder Ye’s mouth was still open when a bullet hole appeared in his forehead.

His widened eyes held only disbelief.

Even as he collapsed, his gaze remained locked on Chi Song, as if cursing this “young man” for having no honor.

Ye Liang was dumbstruck.

He never imagined Elder Ye, his hidden protector who only intervened at death’s door, would die so absurdly.

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His face contorted in rage. “You fucking fossil! I’ll piss on your ancestors’ graves! What kind of dumbass flex was that?!”

It was true ancient martial artists surpassed ordinary people. In hand-to-hand combat, a master could theoretically fight a hundred men.

But even at their peak, dodging bullets was barely possible.

Hence Ye Liang’s outburst.

What era was this? Even gangsters used guns, and here this geezer was throwing rocks?

What could his pebbles even hit?

Crow’s feet?

With Elder Ye gone, Ye Liang knew he faced Chi Song alone now.

Money? Power? Fame? Women?

Chi Song was just a street rat. Maybe these could buy mercy.

Yes! He, Ye Liang, was destiny’s child! There had to be a way!

Forcing a smile, he turned to Chi Song, extending a hand. “Chi—”

Bang!

Another gunshot echoed across the dim rooftop.

The former child of destiny no longer had anyone to shield him.

A matching bullet hole appeared in his forehead, his eyes bulging as his body stiffened.

He never finished his sentence.

Ye Liang was dead.