Ye Tian grabbed the toy and said with a smile, "Little kids are rude. Can you snatch things that don't belong to you?"
The boy angrily retorted, "What business is it of yours?"
Ye Tian ignored him and had Ye Shaodong take Yan'er back to her room. He then asked the woman, "Are you staying here?"
The woman replied, "We're just staying at Uncle's house for a few days."
Ye Tian then noticed that the genuine leather sofa had several knife marks, and the clean walls were covered in crayon drawings. It seemed that the boy named Bin Hu was responsible for all of it.
He immediately became angry and said, "This house is mine. You should pack up and leave today."
The woman was taken aback and asked, "On what grounds are you kicking us out?"
Just then, a bald man walked in. He looked under forty. Seeing the woman and Ye Tian arguing, he asked, "Wife, what's wrong?"
The woman pointed at Ye Tian and said, "He wants to kick us out. Hmph, no way!"
The bald man raised his thick eyebrows and said, "Who are you to kick us out? Do you know who I am?"
Ye Tian smiled and asked, "Who are you?"
The man replied, "No one in the martial arts circles of Haicheng doesn't know my name, Feng Biao."
Ye Tian said, "So you're from the martial arts world. I happen to know a thing or two myself. How about we spar?"
Saying that, he walked towards Feng Biao. Feng Biao sneered. He had practiced Sanda and martial arts for several years. Coupled with his physique, which surpassed that of ordinary people, three to five burly men couldn't get close to him.
As Ye Tian approached, Feng Biao reached out to grab him. Ye Tian waved his hand, and Feng Biao suddenly fell to the ground, seeing stars and feeling intense pain all over his body.
The boy named Bin Hu was stunned and exclaimed, "Dad, why did you fall?"
Feng Biao knew he had encountered a master. He quickly got up, his face pale, and said, "Is it fair for a master like you to hit me?"
"Boom!"
Ye Tian waved his hand again, and Feng Biao fell to the ground once more. This time, he cried out in agony.
Ye Tian explained, "Your son hit my niece earlier. As an adult, I can't hit a child, so I had to hit you."
Feng Biao quickly pleaded, "Don't hit me, don't hit me!"
He got up again and said, "We're leaving, we'll move out right away!"
Ye Tian stated, "You are indeed leaving, but you must compensate for the damages caused."
The man was stunned and asked, "What damages?"
Ye Tian pointed at the sofa and said, "This sofa is made of imported calfskin. Your son scratched it four times. Take the sofa with you and pay me its original price. You can check the official website; this set of sofas costs three hundred and eighty thousand."
Feng Biao was dumbfounded. He opened his mouth but couldn't speak.
Ye Tian took a painting from the wall. This painting was a gift from Lin Ziyi, created by a contemporary master of Chinese painting. However, Feng Biao's son had smeared paint all over it.
"This painting was bought for six hundred and eighty thousand six months ago, and its value has now appreciated to over a million. Take the painting with you, and just pay me six hundred and eighty thousand."
Then, he took out a jade Buddha from the corner. This item was originally placed in the study, but the unruly child had taken it out to play with and had even chipped off the Buddha's ears.
"This is carved from ice-type imperial green jade, worth tens of millions. You can take it too. I won't ask for much, just twenty million."
The couple were both stunned, their faces pale. The woman exclaimed, "You're extorting us! What jade is worth twenty million?"
Ye Tian replied, "It's fine if you don't compensate. I'll call the police immediately. Isn't your family undergoing demolition? You'll be compensated with several houses, which should be enough for the damages."
Feng Biao quickly said, "The child is young and doesn't understand. We really didn't know these things were so valuable."
Ye Shaodong walked down and said, "Xiao Tian, I think we should let it go. The child is just ignorant."
Ye Tian replied, "Brother, if it were just ordinary damaged items, it would be fine. But for items worth tens of millions, compensation is necessary."
As they spoke, he noticed two blue-and-white porcelain vases on the display shelf. One had a small chip on the rim, as if it had been knocked. The other had a noticeable crack, clearly indicating it had been broken and then glued back together.
He became furious and exclaimed, "Your son broke these vases too, didn't he? These two are Yuan blue-and-white, worth tens of millions."
Feng Biao collapsed onto the ground, utterly defeated. "Heavens, how can they be so valuable!"
In fact, even Feng Xiuxiu and Ye Shaodong were unaware of how valuable these items were. They only knew that Ye Tian had been bringing them over from time to time, and they were simply displayed there.
Ye Tian, with a dark expression, made the call to the police. Seeing this, the woman sat on the ground and cried, "Oh my god, tens of millions! How can we afford to pay this, sob..."