She regretted divorcing the female CEO.

Upon hearing this, the Rong family patriarch was furious.

"Damn it, the taciturn man finally spoke!" Old Master Rong roared!

Old Master Lei snorted coldly.

Meanwhile, Si Yang entered the capital.

Just as we were about to enter Kyoto, a car pulled over to the side of the road with its hazard lights on.

Temporary traffic control measures are in place.

There was no investigation, and the cars that were supposed to pass were allowed to go, except for Si Yang's car.

A middle-aged man got off the bus, looked at Si Yang, and their eyes met.

The look in his eyes as he looked at Si Yang was quite complicated.

"Don't go any further. You've reached the edge of the abyss. Do you really have to step into it?" the middle-aged man said softly to Si Yang.

"From what standpoint are you saying this to me?"

"Are you still Ye Qingyan's father?" Si Yang asked!

The eldest son of the Ye family.

This man has a reputation in the capital as "the one who sits down".

This is not sarcasm, but rather a reflection of the other person's magnanimity and cultivation.

A person who wouldn't flinch even in the face of a collapsing mountain.

That's the safest approach.

That's why the higher-ups considered various factors when choosing between Li Zhendong and him.

"What do you think?" Old Master Ye said calmly.

Si Yang lit a cigarette and tossed one to Boss Ye.

The other person took it but did not light it.

At this moment, the two can see a mountain peak from where they are standing, with a beacon tower on it faintly visible.

"It was you who came to stop me today; I wouldn't have given you this look if it were anyone else."

"You'd better be able to stop me if you can actually do it," Si Yang said with a smile.

Boss Ye stared at Si Yang in shock, sensing the raging fury behind that calm smile.

Boss Ye opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"The old man who raised me had served on the battlefield and made meritorious contributions. Later, he returned home alone and never asked for a penny of subsidies."

Do you know when he started receiving his pension?

"After that turmoil in the capital back then," Si Yang said, looking at Old Master Ye with a calm smile.

"Even people like that were ground to dust, how can you expect me to release the rest?"

"I agree, but can the million-strong army of Great Xia agree?" Si Yang asked, laughing as he looked at Elder Ye.

Old Master Ye looked stunned, unsure of how to begin.

"You people! Your minds are full of scheming and power struggles, and you often overlook the most essential things."

"Everyone is scheming and plotting, unaware that the world is complete because there are many fools in your eyes."

"Some people are foolish, and that's why they're respectable."

"Someone committed adultery, but they deserve to die."

"I said back then that I was a soldier and didn't understand politics."

"I remain the same today."

"No one can come today."

"Let me finish this business first, then I'll go and have a proper talk with them."

"I'll go talk to them," Si Yang said, smiling at Boss Ye.

Then, he took out a lighter, but the mountain wind was a bit strong, and it took him two tries to light the cigarette.

"If reasoning doesn't work, please apologize to Qingyan for me."

"Everything is done by people."

"Someone has to do it, why does it have to be me? Why doesn't it have to be me?" Si Yang smiled silently, stepped forward, and tightened Ye Laoda's trench coat.

The North is still a bit cold after all.

"Lei Laohu once said something I really like: 'If someone else's grandson dies, why can't his grandson die too?'"

"So, just because others die doesn't mean they can't die?"

"Others deserve to die, they deserve to be ground to dust."

"They didn't even leave me their ashes, they're gone." Si Yang looked at the sky and smiled sadly, his eyes somewhat numb.

He took a drag of his cigarette and extinguished the butt.

"I've said everything I could and should say."

"Let's go." Si Yang glanced at the eldest son of the Ye family, then got into the car.

Heizi drove away.

Hei Zi was somewhat confused as to why Si Yang insisted on stopping.

No vehicle department can stop their vehicle.

Even the Ye family member doesn't have that qualification.

Perhaps we need to go a step further.

Of course, this is not a decision that one person can make alone.

It needs to be discussed and agreed upon before it can be done.

This is the highest level of access.

"He is, after all, Ye Qingyan's father." Si Yang smiled.

Throughout the entire meeting, he only met a handful of people: Ye Mengwan, Liao Rushuang, and this one.

Countless people want to see him.

He refused to see the person from Jiangsu Province and the person from the Nanjing Military Region who wanted to meet him.

They were able to meet because they caught up with him.

But they didn't exchange a single word throughout the entire process.

The car sped into Beijing.

With Si Yang's car entering Beijing, many people are destined to be restless and unable to eat or sleep.

The old man who had just come from Xishan sat in the office, his face ashen.

No wonder Si Yang didn't bring anyone with him.

Only he and Hei Zi came.

But the moment Si Yang appeared, the war zone made an unusual mobilization without prior authorization.

That's not what angered Lei Laohu.

It was Si Yang, the kid who laid all his cards on the table for everyone to see.

It concerns the agreement between the old man who died not long ago and Si Yang.

These things are top secret forever.

However, this time Si Yang held nothing back.

Kyoto!

The Han family!

Perhaps it could be called the Song family.

Today, the matriarch of the Han family comes from the Song family.

This person's rise to this position is inextricably linked to the Song family.

The Song family alone could not have initiated such a large project.

Not to mention getting China Overseas Municipal to step in.

The current head of the Han family is in charge of the Ministry of Construction.

It's a class that's even higher than that level.

In truth, the power and wealth they wielded reached an alarming level.

There was no prior interaction between the two parties.

But this time, it was unavoidable.

After all, not everyone can come up with such a crucial move.

The old man's temples were already streaked with gray.

He stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his back.

Quietly watching Si Yang approach, she showed neither the servility and cowardice of the Chu family nor the despair of the Song family.

It's more of a blandness.

"You've arrived?" the person asked slowly, looking at Si Yang.

"Can I not come?" Si Yang smiled.

Sit down.

I poured Si Yang a cup of tea, but he didn't drink it.

"Do you want to save face for yourself, or do I want to save face for you?" Si Yang looked at the other person and said calmly.

"I can't do it myself, you have to do it."

"And if I really were to do it myself, to be absurd, I certainly wouldn't take you with me," the man said, looking at Si Yang with a smile.

"Heh, I don't care." Si Yang smiled calmly.

"That's true." The old man suddenly lowered his head.

Having gone this far, what else is he afraid of?

Others gamble with their profits, their future, or even their lives, but Si Yang is different; he gambles with his life.

Whether they are alive or not is another matter.

But the opponent must die.

Ruthless and vicious.

A knife appeared in Si Yang's hand, and the next moment, a blade of light flashed across the blade.

"I'm not here to play house with you," Si Yang said coldly.

A line of blood appeared on the elderly man's neck.