With three supreme masters, they were invincible upon descending the mountain.

"Ye Yaocheng, thank you for saving me."

Jiang Wanyu looked up, her eyes red, but you could see bright little stars inside.

Ye Yaocheng looked at her with tender eyes.

He gently ruffled her hair and said softly, "This time, it wasn't just me; Cao Ming also put in a lot of effort."

Jiang Wanyu turned to Cao Ming and said sincerely, "Thank you, Brother Cao."

Cao Ming nodded, hesitated for a few seconds, and then knelt on one knee.

"Miss."

His voice was low and deep: "The Dragon King is still guarding the border and cannot leave. He hopes that you and your wife can move to the Dragon King's Palace."

The moment the words "Dragon King's Palace" were uttered, the air seemed to freeze.

Jiang Wanyu's body trembled slightly.

"Father……"

She murmured softly, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

Clearly, Cao Ming had already told her about her father's identity.

"I'm not going."

She gently shook her head, her voice trembling with tears: "In the five years he's been gone, does he know how Mom and I have been?"

"We live in constant fear! Thugs come to bully us all the time!"

"Now you've remembered us?!"

She became more and more emotional as she spoke, and tears streamed down her face.

"Miss, the Dragon King has his reasons for doing this—"

"I won't listen!!"

Jiang Wanyu screamed, squatted down, and buried her face in her knees.

His shoulders shrugged, making him look endearing.

"Wanyu."

Receiving Cao Ming's pleading look, Ye Yaocheng walked over and squatted down beside her.

"Your father did this not only for the country."

"It's also to protect you."

Jiang Wanyu raised her tearful eyes.

"Even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about your mother."

Ye Yaocheng looked at her: "She works so hard every day, all for your future well-being. Now you're refusing your father's help, do you really want your mother to continue to toil? Can you really bear it?"

"But……"

Jiang Wanyu's eyes welled up with tears, making her look pitiful.

There was something she didn't say: if she really left, she might never see Ye Yaocheng again.

"Be good, listen to me."

Ye Yaocheng reached out and wiped away her tears. His voice was soft, yet carried an undeniable force.

Jiang Wanyu bit her lip, and finally nodded.

Cao Ming breathed a sigh of relief; the mission was finally complete.

He carefully took out a red cloth package from his pocket, opened it, and inside was a golden token.

The token has a majestic design, with a lifelike five-clawed golden dragon embossed in the center.

"Brother Ye."

Cao Ming offered it with both hands, his eyes burning with fervor: "The Dragon King said he owes you a favor."

"From now on, whatever he can do, no matter what it is, he will do it as long as he has this token."

Ye Yaocheng accepted it. Looking into the other person's burning eyes, he knew that this was not just a simple favor, but also a symbol of status.

It feels cold and heavy to the touch, so I guess it's black iron.

At this moment, Jiang Lihua also woke up.

After hearing what had happened, she remained silent for a long time before finally sighing, "Go... it's time to go."

She looked at Ye Yaocheng with a complicated expression: "Young man, thank you for helping our family twice. We really don't know how to thank you enough."

Ye Yaocheng smiled and said, "It's nothing."

"Ye Yaocheng..."

Jiang Wanyu followed the group to the door, then suddenly turned around and asked, "Will you come to see me again?"

"meeting."

Ye Yaocheng nodded.

Jiang Wanyu's eyes lit up.

She suddenly ran back, stood on tiptoe, and hugged him.

Her soft, warm body carried a faint scent of gardenias—the very aroma of budding youth.

"I'm waiting for you."

She whispered in Ye Yaocheng's ear.

Then she ran away quickly, her cheeks flushed, like a startled fawn.

Ye Yaocheng stood there, watching the convoy drive away.

Holding the golden dragon token in his hand, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

……

As Ye Yaocheng walked back to the city, he made some plans.

Through these past few days of "reasoning with them," the Ji family's tough debts have been mostly resolved.

Now only one company remains: Jinhui Real Estate.

Following the navigation, he soon arrived at a building with more than 20 floors.

The building is brand new, and its glass curtain wall reflects the sunlight.

The four gilded characters "Jinhui Real Estate" are displayed in the most prominent position.

Ye Yaocheng was about to go in.

"Buzz—!!"

The roar of engines grew louder as they approached!

A red Ferrari sports car sped up at lightning speed!

With a graceful drift, it stopped three meters in front of Ye Yaocheng, and the scissor doors opened upwards.

This cool scene immediately attracted passersby, and many people took out their phones to take pictures.

Several young girls' eyes lit up; they were practically screaming.

A young man got out of the car, dressed in designer clothes, with a Patek Philippe watch on his wrist.

It was none other than Ye Lingtian.

"Yo!"

He looked Ye Yaocheng up and down, his tone exaggerated: "Isn't this my dear younger brother?"

He circled Ye Yaocheng, asking, "Why are you wandering around here alone? Did the Ji family kick you out?"

Ye Yaocheng remained silent.

"I didn't expect that."

Ye Lingtian clicked his tongue twice: "Now you're dressed up like a proper person."

He looked at Ye Yaocheng's clothes. Although they were not flashy, the tailoring and fabric were top-notch. Combined with his handsome face, it was simply irresistible.

This stirred a surge of jealousy within him.

We're both from the Ye family, so why is this guy more handsome than me?

That doesn't make sense.

"Spit it out."

Ye Yaocheng spoke calmly.

Ye Lingtian's face darkened.

He had originally planned to kidnap Jiang Wanyu today, using her to threaten Ye Yaocheng and force him to help connect with the Ji family.

When they arrived at the noodle shop, they found it smashed up and everyone gone.

Having made a wasted trip, I was already seething with anger, and now that I saw Ye Yaocheng, it was the perfect opportunity to vent.

"Trash is trash," he sneered. "No matter how nicely you dress, you're still trash."

Ye Yaocheng looked at him as if he were mentally challenged.

This guy came all this way just to say these few words of nonsense?

So much free time.

He turned and walked into the building.

"Wait!"

Ye Lingtian quickly blocked his way: "Did I say you could leave?"

"Is there anything else?"

Ye Yaocheng frowned: "If he has a seizure, go to the hospital."

"you!"

Ye Lingtian pointed at him: "Don't forget your last name!"

"Get Miss Ji out here right now! Let me tell you, helping the Ye family is what you should do! Don't be ungrateful!"

Ye Yaocheng was so angry he laughed. How could anyone have the nerve to say such a thing?

"I've already said that I've broken away from the Ye family, and the Ye family's affairs have nothing to do with me."

"Hmph! Incomprehensible!"

Ye Lingtian glanced at his watch: "If I weren't meeting important guests today, I would have given you a good beating, you ungrateful wretch!"

After saying that, he strode into the Jinhui Building.

Ye Yaocheng raised an eyebrow and followed him inside.

"What are you doing here?"

Ye Yaocheng curled his lip: "Don't get in my way! Did you build this place? Just because you say so, you think you can leave?"

Ye Lingtian gritted his teeth: "Illegitimate children are just ill-mannered!"

"You really think becoming a live-in son-in-law will turn you into a dragon? You're nothing!"

He stormed toward the elevator.

Ye Yaocheng followed at a leisurely pace.

The two went up to the top floor.

At the end of the corridor was a heavy mahogany door.

Two security guards in black uniforms stood at the entrance; they were burly and had sharp eyes.

Ye Lingtian walked over and pointed at Ye Yaocheng: "That guy isn't with me, keep an eye on him."

The security guards immediately stepped forward and blocked Ye Yaocheng.

Ye Lingtian smiled smugly at Ye Yaocheng and pushed open the office door.

"Young Master Ye, you've arrived a little late."

In the office, a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties sat on a leather sofa.

He had a small mustache, which made him look a bit comical, but his eyes were very sharp.

He is Sun Lei, the owner of Jinhui Real Estate.

He is also the leader of the Jin Hui Gang, one of the three major underground forces in Linjiang City.

"I wasted my time by a good-for-nothing."

Ye Lingtian sat down opposite him.

Sun Lei stroked his mustache and got straight to the point: "I'm very interested in cooperating with the Ye family."

"But we put in a lot of effort."

He didn't say anything more, but just rubbed his fingers together, the meaning was clear—it would cost more.

"How much does Boss Sun want?"

"not much."

Sun Lei held up five fingers: "Just give me fifty million."

Fifty million?

Ye Lingtian's face darkened; this was blatant robbery!

But he didn't dare to turn against them.

Jinhui Real Estate is just the surface; behind it is the Jinhui Gang, one of the three major underground forces in Linjiang, whose strength is no weaker than the Black Dragon Society. The Ye family cannot afford to offend them.

"Can."

Ye Lingtian gritted his teeth: "But I have one condition."

"Oh?"

Sun Lei raised an eyebrow.

Ye Lingtian pointed to the door, his eyes filled with malice: "That kid outside, beat him hard, beat him until he begs for mercy!"

Sun Lei smiled and picked up the walkie-talkie on the table: "A Biao, bring a few men up. There's a clueless kid at the door, teach him a lesson."

After saying that, he looked at Ye Lingtian: "Now, can we talk about serious matters?"