A master of both medicine and martial arts, he picked up a beautiful CEO as his wife.

The large, snow-white pigeon sat on the windowsill all night, and when dawn broke in the morning, it flapped its wings and flew north.

Ye Feng stood by the window, clutching a piece of paper with the words "Return quickly" written on it, his knuckles clenched tightly.

Master was a man who cherished words, so for him to utter the words "return quickly" meant that something serious had happened. However, the last sentence—"Protect that key well, for she carries more than just your tribulation"—was like a thorn, keeping Ye Feng awake all night.

As dawn broke, light fell upon his handsome profile. Over the past six months, he had witnessed all the events that had transpired since leaving the mountain: fighting his uncle, overthrowing the Li family, forcing the Zhao family to retreat, and crushing Tianheng. He felt grounded in every single one of these events. However, the matter of Nirvana Mountain seemed to be shrouded in an incomprehensible veil. The more he tried to understand it, the more blurred it became.

"All done."

Lin Yuqing's voice came from behind him. He turned around and saw that she had changed into a smart beige trench coat, looking like she was about to go out. She put a small bag on the table, came to his side, and followed his gaze to the small patch of sky to the north.

"When are we leaving?" Lin Yuqing asked.

"The sooner the better." Ye Feng folded the note and carefully put it away. "Do you think you can run away by yourself? The Lin family is such a huge mess."

"I'll leave the Lin family to my father. He's recovered long ago and can oversee things without any problems." Lin Yuqing said decisively, clearly having made preparations long ago. The Zhu family and we share the same roots, Wanqing will take care of things, and Old Man Zhou's network will also be keeping an eye on everything happening in Dongyang, so things won't get chaotic. "Don't worry."

She spoke lightly, but Ye Feng sensed behind her casual words lay several sleepless nights. For the past two weeks, he had spent his days treating patients and his nights tormented by near-death experiences. The little time he had left was spent planning his return. Lin Yuqing, meanwhile, had been helping him gradually hand over a multi-billion dollar business, meticulously untangling the intricate web of Dongyang. She never complained of being tired. Looking at her, Ye Feng felt that the loneliness he felt after those near-death experiences had been somewhat lessened by her strategic planning. When he descended the mountain, he was alone, facing certain death, with nothing behind him. Now, he had someone by his side, someone who could share life and death with him and hold up half the sky for him.

It's a strange feeling of being cared for and then neglected, but it makes my heart, which had been hardened by the death, begin to soften little by little.

No sooner had he finished speaking than hurried footsteps sounded outside.

The old butler practically tumbled in, crying, "Mr. Ye, President Lin... something terrible has happened!"

"Speak slowly," Lin Yuqing said, her expression hardening.

"The construction site of that health and wellness center in the east of the city was surrounded by people early this morning!" The old housekeeper gasped for breath. "Hundreds of thugs from all walks of life blocked the entrance, making it impossible for anyone to get in. The contractor went to reason with them and ended up getting into a fight, bleeding profusely. He called the police, but those bastards are reckless. The moment the police left, they followed them in."

Lin Yuqing frowned: "Where are you from?"

"I don't know! And—" The old butler swallowed hard. "This morning when the market opened, all three of our senior care center's upstream suppliers sent a letter saying, 'Our company has experienced a break in its cash flow and will cease cooperation immediately.' Three companies, all of them gone! Oh dear! That's strange!"

Lin Yuqing's face darkened.

The construction site being surrounded and upstream suppliers collectively cutting off supplies, all happening on the same day, cannot be a coincidence. There must be a deeper meaning behind it; this is a trap set by someone with ulterior motives!

"Didn't Tianheng go bankrupt?" Lin Yuqing muttered to herself, frowning. "That brat Zhao Hui, he was completely transformed after the Tingtao Pavilion ran away. Will he... come back?"

"It's not Tianheng." Ye Feng shook his head, his eyes gradually turning cold.

The reputation of Tianheng had been ruined and tarnished throughout Dongyang after the Battle of Tingtao Pavilion. Even if Tianheng collapsed, its network of connections, capital brokers, front men, and influential local forces in Dongyang would not disappear with it.

"The boss behind Zhao Hui cut off Tianheng's hand, and now he's created another one—using the scattered hands and feet after Tianheng's downfall, he's found a few capitalists in Dongyang and put together a new 'cleanup team.' It looks like the boss isn't involved, but he's doing the same thing."

"What?"

"They won't let me go back to the mountain!" Ye Feng revealed a cold smile. "They won't let me return to Nirvana Mountain."

Lin Yuqing was stunned.

"Think about it!" Ye Feng turned around, one hand in his pocket, and said slowly, "I just received a letter from my master urging me to go back quickly. In the blink of an eye, Dongyang is in chaos. Such a coincidence means that there is someone watching my every move. He knows that I am going to leave, so before I leave, he makes Dongyang upside down and forces me to stay."

Why should I keep you here?

"Because I'm back, I can unravel the events of twenty years ago, and find a way to break free from this deadly calamity!" Ye Feng's pupils suddenly contracted. "For that person, the longer I stay in Dongyang, being relentlessly entangled in this mess, the better. Ideally, they'll wear me down, this 'calamity,' and outlive me to death!"

He circled around twice before coming to stand in front of Lin Yuqing, looking directly into her eyes, his voice very soft.

"And, more importantly!"

He said, enunciating each word clearly, "By abandoning Dongyang and taking you on this journey, I'm essentially pulling you out of the shell of the Lin family and exposing you naked in the wilderness!"

"The 'key' that the master is eyeing is you. If you come with me, you'll lose the protection of the Lin family and the eyes and ears of Dongyang halfway through the journey, and instead—you'll be sending a lamb to the slaughter."

Lin Yuqing from Dongyang felt a tightness in her chest.

The master craftsman's words, "Take good care of that key," carried a heavy weight at that moment.

"What should we do then?"

Lin Yuqing asked.

"Isn't that obvious!"

Ye Feng spoke each word clearly, his eyes flashing with a terrifying light.

"The more the master tries to stop me from returning to the mountain, the more it shows that returning to the mountain is what he fears most. I will have to walk this path sooner or later, but before I do..."

Ye Feng grinned, his street thug persona reappearing.

"First, we need to clean up those dirty hands he's extended into Dongyang, one by one, so that the mastermind hiding in the shadows understands that if he's going to try anything funny on my territory, he'll have to ask me first: 'Do you agree?'"

Looking at Ye Feng's nonchalant yet overly confident demeanor, Lin Yuqing's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, unconsciously eased a little.

"Then let's fight!"

Lin Yuqing replied with a smile, her bright, watery eyes showing worry, but even more so, a determination to move forward hand in hand with the other party.

"This time, I'll go with you!"

"Okay!"

Ye Feng grabbed the clothes draped over the back of the chair and threw them over himself, grinning roguishly. "Let's go, let's go meet those bastards, those heroes who're causing trouble at my construction site!"