I Have an Immortal Emperor Uncle Who Farms at Home Chapter 24: The Bet

Inside the Wang family villa.

In one of the rooms, the air was still thick with the scent of sweat and passion from their recent "battle."

"Ow, Brother Wang, go easy—you’re hurting me."

"Baby, I didn’t expect you to be so wild today."

"Brother Wang, you’re so bad!"

Yuan Lili paused for a moment, then gently caressed Wang Haoming’s chest with her soft hand, her face blushing as she added, "But Brother Wang, you were really fierce today."

"Hahaha, I can be even fiercer."

As he spoke, Wang Haoming moved in again, ready to pin Yuan Lili down for round two right on the spot.

Knock knock knock—

Just then, loud knocks came from outside the room.

"Young master, young master!"

"Brother Wang, someone’s here," Yuan Lili said quickly, alerting Wang Haoming after hearing the voice.

Wang Haoming, visibly annoyed, paused and yelled toward the door, "What the hell? Who is it?!"

"Young master, it’s me, Li Kun."

"If it’s important, spit it out. If not, get lost!"

While barking at the door, Wang Haoming reached to remove Yuan Lili’s thin, sweat-soaked robe.

"Young master, we’ve got news on what you wanted to find out."

Hearing that the information he’d been waiting for had come in, Wang Haoming hesitated for a second, then quickly withdrew his hand and got up to put on his clothes.

"Baby, wait for me. I’ll be back soon."

"Hmph. Brother Wang, are there things more important than me?" Yuan Lili said with a pout.

"Don’t be mad, Lili," he said as he leaned close to whisper in her ear, "We’ve found out where that little vixen Ye Qingcheng lives. I’ll bring her back for you."

The moment Yuan Lili heard it was about Ye Qingcheng, the annoyance in her heart turned into excitement.

"Brother Wang, when the time comes, let me teach that bitch a good lesson."

"Don’t worry. No one escapes my grasp."

After biting Yuan Lili’s lips hard, Wang Haoming turned and walked out the door.

And at that moment, a sinister gleam flashed across Yuan Lili’s eyes.

"Ye Qingcheng, your days are numbered."

……

Outside the room

Seeing Li Kun, Wang Haoming excitedly motioned for him to sit down, then asked impatiently, "Li Kun, did you get the stuff?"

After sitting down, Li Kun nodded and replied, "Yes, young master."

As he spoke, Li Kun pulled out a letter from his bag and handed it to Wang Haoming.

"This is the intel our Wang family’s informant collected in Laiyang Town."

The letter detailed all of Ye Qingcheng’s information over the past few years.

Ye Qingcheng: College-educated, currently living in Ping’an Village. At the age of 20, she married Zhao Wu and had a daughter named Zhao Nuonuo.

However, one month after their daughter was born, Zhao Wu reportedly died in an accident.

Since then, she has been living in Ping’an Village with her daughter and younger brother.

Ye Fan: A high school student currently in 12th grade at Qiming Middle School.

Since middle school, he has always been one of the top-performing students.

However, in his 11th grade around this same time last year, he mysteriously went missing for unknown reasons.

After carefully reading the letter, two points caught Wang Haoming’s attention.

"Li Kun, is there any info on Zhao Wu?"

"Yes, young master. Here’s Zhao Wu’s file."

Li Kun pulled out another letter from his bag and handed it to Wang Haoming, saying: "Zhao Wu, ever since he got together with Ye Qingcheng and later married her, has never left Laiyang Town.

They’ve been living in Ping’an Village the whole time. Nothing else noteworthy has come up."

That might be true, but Wang Haoming still felt something was off about Zhao Wu’s background.

"Li Kun, send someone to dig deeper into Zhao Wu’s past. I have a feeling his background isn’t that simple."

"Don’t worry, young master. I’ll take care of it."

"And about Ye Fan, during the year he went missing in 11th grade, have you found any details?"

"Young master, I did send people to investigate. We checked for records and asked around.

From everyone’s accounts, it seems like he disappeared all of a sudden."

"Suddenly disappeared? No signs at all?"

"None, young master. It was like he vanished into thin air."

"Then how did he come back?"

When Wang Haoming asked how Ye Fan returned to Laiyang Town, even Li Kun’s face showed uncertainty.

"That’s exactly the strange part, young master. We couldn’t find any trace or clue of his return, not a single one even after checking inside and outside all of Laiyang."

"What? Nothing?"

"I asked a lot of people, but none of them knew how Ye Fan came back."

"That’s really strange."

But when Wang Haoming thought of Ye Fan’s appearance, he couldn’t help but sneer slightly at the corner of his mouth.

"Hmph, just a kid from a farming village, how powerful could his background possibly be?"

Then Wang Haoming turned to Li Cheng and instructed, "Li Cheng, tell Uncle Qiu to go and bring Ye Qingcheng to me."

"Yes, young master."

After receiving the order, Li Cheng immediately got up to carry it out.

"Hmph, with Uncle Qiu on it. Ye Fan, you’re just a high school student. How strong could you possibly be?"

After throwing out that remark, Wang Haoming turned and jogged back to the room from earlier.

Soon, muffled moans could be heard coming from the room.

……

Later that afternoon, at Qiming High School's track field:

"Ye Fan, what… what’s going on with you?"

"What do you mean what’s going on?"

"You used to not even make it through the first lap!"

"What the hell, Chen Zhihao, was I really that weak?"

Chen Zhihao and Han Cong looked at Ye Fan and nodded in unison, "You were ridiculously weak."

Just then, Mr. Zhao glanced over at the three of them.

He shouted, "Hey! Ye Fan! You three, what are you doing? This is only the second lap. Start running! You still have to do a full 1,000-meter run later!"

"Yes, Coach Zhao!"

Right after replying to Zhao Longyun, Chen Zhihao grumbled, "This Coach Zhao is inhuman, he makes us run five laps just for warm-up!"

"Yeah, at this rate, we’re gonna die out here," Han Cong added, panting heavily.

"Stop talking, we’re about to fall behind."

As soon as Ye Fan said that, he picked up his pace and instantly widened the gap between himself and the other two.

"Hey! Ye Fan, why are you running so fast?"

Watching Ye Fan pull away so easily, Han Cong asked in confusion, "Is that really Ye Fan?"

"Wait for us!"

……

After a bit of time, once Han Cong and Chen Zhihao finally arrived at the destination, the warm-up was officially over.

"Students, catch your breath and rest for ten minutes. After that, we’ll begin the 1,000-meter run."

"Yes, Coach Zhao!"

After responding, everyone lay down on the spot to rest.

But Ye Fan casually strolled around the track instead. Seeing that he wasn’t resting, Chen Zhihao and Han Cong decided to follow him.

"Ye Fan, did you get injected with chicken blood or something?"

"Chen Zhihao, what nonsense are you talking about again?"

Ye Fan didn’t even look at him, he just replied calmly.

"Ye Fan, if you didn’t get a boost, then how the hell did you finish those five laps like that?" Han Cong chimed in, curious.

"What about it?"

"Come on, stop pretending. You were never like this before."

"Haha, Chen Zhihao, I already told you, you’re weaker than me."

"Don’t get cocky yet, Ye Fan. We still have the 1,000-meter run. I’ll prove that you’re the one who’s weak."

Ye Fan stopped walking, looked at Chen Zhihao, and smiled lightly.

"Chen Zhihao, how about we make a bet?"

"No way, you’re betting with me? Aside from grades, I’ve beaten you at everything. Go on, what’s the wager?"

"If I win, you both come to my place and farm my land for a whole year."

"What? A whole year?"

"That’s right. But if I lose, you can do whatever you want."

"Really? Whatever we want?"

"Absolutely." But seeing Chen Zhihao’s sleazy expression, Ye Fan folded his arms and said, "Hey, what’s with that look? I’m a guy, you know."

"Ye Fan, what the hell are you thinking? Get lost!"

"So, are you in or not?"

"I’m all in."

Han Cong raised his hand and said, "I’m in too!"