Invincible Soul Emperor

Chapter 1023: Chapter 1023: Chen Rui’s Confidence

”Hmph, they still dare to insult me, insult our Chen Family?” Chen Rui sneered, his tone filled with disdain and contempt, ”These ungrateful bastards, how can we let them die so easily?”

He paused, his eyes gradually turning fierce: ”But for now, there’s no rush to deal with them.

Those two guys have already been taught a lesson by me. Any more torment is just a waste of effort. Let’s leave them in the pigsty for now. Once I’m in a better mood, I’ll think about how to handle them.”

Ye Qingchen nodded slightly, pretending to agree deeply, ”You’re right, Young Master. They’re not capable of stirring up anything now. Letting them fend for themselves is a good approach.”

Chen Rui, hearing this, nodded with satisfaction, seemingly appreciating Ye Qingchen’s discernment, ”Da Hei, your brain works quick, you know what’s right. Don’t worry, with you by my side, you’ll get your share of benefits.”

Ye Qingchen lowered his head again, responding respectfully, ”Thank you for your recognition, Young Master. I only hope to relieve your worries and solve difficulties.”

Their conversation in this luxurious hall appeared unusually calm, while Ye Qingchen had secretly made up his mind. Though he outwardly listened and obeyed Chen Rui, his heart had long begun to plan the next step.

Every word, every glance, hid the true intents of him and Xiao Xiao, yet Chen Rui remained unaware, still basking in his victory and authority.

After a moment of silence between them, Ye Qingchen, seemingly thoughtful, suddenly raised his head and asked, ”Young Master, weren’t we planning to get Saint Son Jiang’s treasure last time? When are we going to act?”

Upon hearing the words ”Saint Son Jiang,” Chen Rui’s face immediately darkened, his lips curling into a sneer, ”Saint Son Jiang is nothing special, isn’t he just relying on his status as a Saint Heir? It’s just because he comes from a good background, I’ve been displeased with him for a long time!”

At this point, Chen Rui’s tone was filled with disdain and jealousy, as if the mention of Jiang Qi irritated him immensely.

The resentment rooted deep in his self-esteem was fully revealed in his eyes, as if he had always regarded Jiang Qi as his nemesis.

However, upon hearing Chen Rui’s words, Ye Qingchen couldn’t help but feel a tinge of contempt.

Chen Rui’s arrogance and conceit were utterly laughable to him.

Ye Qingchen secretly sneered, thinking: You really dare to say that. Jiang Qi is undoubtedly the Saint Heir, his power, talent, and status far exceed yours. The gap between you two is like heaven and earth, yet you dare disdain him, laughable to the extreme.

Nevertheless, Ye Qingchen maintained his respectful and composed facade, showing no sign of his inner contempt.

He clearly understood that Chen Rui’s arrogance and shortsightedness were precisely the greatest weaknesses he could exploit.

Therefore, he lowered his head, feigning agreement, his lips slightly curving into a smile, seemingly very supportive of Chen Rui’s statement, ”You’re right, Young Master, Saint Son Jiang is nothing special. With you personally taking action, his treasure will be ours sooner or later.”

Chen Rui, hearing such flattery, his face brimmed with even more pride and confidence, as if he could already envision Jiang Qi defeated at his hands, and began fantasizing about the glorious moment after snatching the treasure.

Meanwhile, Ye Qingchen secretly laughed, pondering how to truly achieve his goal in this scheme.

In this dangerous game, he knew what he had to do was to silently turn the tables using Chen Rui’s arrogance.

Chen Rui maintained his usual composure, speaking calmly, ”I’ve already sent people to investigate. The treasure of Saint Son Jiang is heavily guarded, not something simple. So, now we must first meet Jiang Qi to understand the situation.”

When he said this, it seemed as if everything was under control, his brows revealing a hint of confidence.

To him, meeting Jiang Qi seemed like no big deal, as if it were just another ordinary meeting, unworthy of much concern.

However, upon hearing this, Ye Qingchen felt a surge of surprise.

This guy can casually meet Jiang Qi?

He couldn’t help but be shocked by this discovery.

You must know, Jiang Qi is a Saint Heir-level figure, anyone meeting him must be either rich or noble, definitely not someone ordinary can easily approach.

At that moment, various thoughts quickly flashed through Ye Qingchen’s mind, and soon, his surprise turned into excitement.

This is a grand opportunity! If he can use this meeting to understand the details of Jiang Qi’s palace, wouldn’t he stand to gain as well?

Ye Qingchen felt secretly excited, yet his face remained calm.

While pondering, he nodded slightly, pretending to be contemplating, ”Young Master is indeed farsighted, being able to personally meet Saint Son Jiang increases the success rate of our plan.”

Chen Rui, hearing Ye Qingchen’s agreement, felt even more proud, believing his plans to be flawless.

As for Ye Qingchen, he had long secretly decided to seize this opportunity to see if he could reverse the situation and gain more advantages in Chen Rui’s scheme.

Chen Rui and Ye Qingchen’s group moved swiftly, without pause, heading directly for Jiang Qi’s palace city.

Soon after, they arrived at the entrance of this grand palace city.

The gate of the palace city stood towering, seemingly piercing the clouds, the ancient bricks and stones stacked to form a thick wall, carved with intricate patterns, exuding an aura of solemnity and mystery.

The gigantic palace doors made of bronze, reflected a chilly radiance, silently proclaiming the majesty and inviolability of this place.

The guards at the entrance were exceptionally strict. Dozens of heavily armored guards stood neatly in front of the gate, each emanating an unignorable presence.

They held long spears, their sharp eyes scanning the surroundings vigilantly, as if no breeze or grass could escape their sight. Each guard was tall and mightily built, clearly a specially selected and trained elite.

On either side of the palace gate stood two towering watchtowers, where guards consistently scouted the surroundings, their eyes sharp like hawks.

Should any movement occur, they would notice it immediately and act swiftly.

Moreover, above the palace gate hung a gigantic red flag, with a majestic ”Jiang” character embroidered in the center, flapping in the wind, symbolizing Jiang Qi’s position and status.

Whoever arrives here is inevitably awed by this solemn atmosphere, instinctively lightening their footsteps, lowering their heads, holding their breath, fearing to offend.

Standing in front of the palace gate, even Chen Rui couldn’t help but feel a touch of pressure from the strict security here.