The position of Young Master was a cage for Ye Jun, something that had been protecting him until now, but it was also the reason for most of his suffering. He had long thought about throwing it away, as he hated it.
However, he needed its protection, so he couldn't do it.
Things were different now. He had finally gained his freedom. Finally, he didn't need the protection of that title anymore, so it was of no use.
Above all, he wanted to let the Ye Clan know that he was throwing it away because it was trash to him. He wanted them to believe he had handed his garbage over to them.
And seeing their current faces, full of rage as if they couldn't wait to throw him away, he felt pure satisfaction. It made him happy.
'Sadly, I can't see Ye Chen's face.'
Ye Zhong clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white, as he uttered, "You will regret this. Mark my words."
