After awakening her X-ray vision, the beautiful CEO couldn't sit still any longer.

"Mr. Ye, I was blind to your greatness; I didn't know you before."

Ignorance is no excuse, please forgive me this time.

From this day forward, I will follow your lead without question!

You just asked me about Zhao Qingtian's whereabouts, right?

Zhao Qingtian is the eldest young master of the Zhao family, a figure that few people in the entire Diancheng dare to offend.

He gave us instructions, so there was no need for him to personally take charge.

Just send someone to give a heads-up.

So, I really don't know where he is.

But he might go to work at the Zhao Group during the day.

If you want to find him, you can try going there!

Liu Zheng's voice was obsequious and full of respect.

Behind him were his men, who had been cowering in the shadows, terrified out of their wits.

At this moment, as if a switch had been flipped, they rushed forward and, without Ye Tian's instructions, began to clean up the mess with great efficiency.

They took out the cable ties and thick hemp ropes they had prepared beforehand, and tied up the thugs who were groaning and unconscious on the ground tightly, like binding pigs.

They worked in pairs, skillfully stuffing the items into the trunks of several other SUVs.

Their swift movements and seamless teamwork clearly indicated they had done plenty of this kind of "clean-up" work.

Ye Tian didn't stop walking, and his gaze didn't linger on Liu Zheng for even a second longer.

Like dragging a dead dog, they pulled the half-dead Chen Shaojie into the car whose back door was already open.

"Mr. Ye, please get in the car." Liu Zheng bowed and scraped, his hand resting lightly on the top of the car door frame, as if afraid of bumping into the head of this menacing man.

Ye Tian tossed Chen Shaojie into the back seat like he was throwing away trash.

Ye Tian then sat down sideways: "Brother Sun, help me take Miss Lin back, and then we'll meet here."

I need to take care of something now.

After Ye Tian finished instructing Sun Yongqiang and Lin Wanqing, Liu Zheng slammed the car door shut and quickly jumped into the driver's seat.

He turned his head, his smile becoming even more fervent.

It even carried a hint of the heartfelt awe that a rough-and-tumble江湖草莽 (jianghu cao, a term referring to outlaws or江湖江湖草莽, a term referring to people from the martial arts world) feels when facing absolute power:

"Mr. Ye, where to? Please give your orders!"

Ye Tian leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes slightly, and gave an address: "Zhao Group Building."

"Alright!" Liu Zheng shouted to his other underlings without hesitation.

"Quickly, to the Zhao Group building. Everyone drive carefully and clear the way for Mr. Ye!"

The convoy started moving, crushing glass shards and bloodstains.

Liu Zheng stole a glance at Ye Tian, ​​whose expression was frighteningly calm, through the rearview mirror.

He glanced again at Chen Shaojie, who was completely unconscious in the back seat.

The last shred of hope and hesitation in my heart vanished, leaving only lingering fear and relief.

He's been involved in the underworld for decades, relying on his keen eye and ability to assess situations.

What happened today has far exceeded the scope of ordinary people's fights.

That's not a method that humans should use!

With just one roar, he crippled dozens of elite thugs.

With a casual tap, Chen Shaojie's spine was crippled.

What kind of dragon crossing the river is this?

This is clearly a jinx descended from heaven!

The Zhao family?

No matter how powerful the Zhao family is, does Zhao Qingtian possess such unpredictable and mysterious methods?

Following Mr. Ye, who can injure people with his breath and cripple them with his acupoint strikes, is a hundred times better than following Zhao Qingtian, who is all bark and no bite and only knows how to bully others.

Liu Zheng was quick to calculate the numbers in his mind.

The convoy traversed half the city and arrived at the heart of Diancheng at the busiest time of day.

The plaza in front of the Zhao Group building.

This is the heart of Diancheng's most bustling commercial district, where the glass curtain walls of Zhao's Group's twin towers reflect dazzling light under the sun.

A huge electronic screen was displaying the Zhao family's business empire.

The square was bustling with people, a scene of modern prosperity.

The appearance of the convoy, especially those black SUVs that were clearly modified and had collision marks on their bodies.

This instantly shattered the harmony and attracted countless astonished glances.

Liu Zheng got out of the car himself and opened the car door for Ye Tian.

At the same time, several of his toughest men dragged Chen Shaojie out of the back seat without saying a word.

Like dragging a heavy load of garbage, it crossed the clean ground of the square and headed straight for the towering flagpole in the center of the square.

"Whoosh!"

The crowd in the square seemed startled and instinctively dispersed in a circle.

Out of curiosity, they all stopped to watch, took out their phones, and pointed their cameras at this bizarre scene.

Chen Shaojie was thrown onto the marble steps at the foot of the flagpole.

The afternoon sun shone down without any obstruction.

His clothes were tattered and dirty, especially the glaring wet patch on his lower body.

With nowhere to hide under countless gazes, an indescribable fishy stench wafted out.

Ye Tian walked slowly over and stopped in front of Chen Shaojie.

He ignored the countless gazes around him, a mixture of surprise, fear, and curiosity.

Extending his right index finger, he made a swift and powerful stroke on the marble steps in front of Chen Shaojie.

The movements were fluid and graceful, yet carried a cold, ritualistic quality.

In just a few breaths, several large, flowing characters appeared on the marble countertop in front of Chen Shaojie.

"This is what happens when you go against me!"

Zhao Qingtian, you're next!

These few characters are extremely domineering, with strong and powerful strokes.

All the people saw was Ye Tian casually gesturing with his finger in mid-air.

But now the strokes of the lettering on the marble countertop are incredibly detailed, as if they were branded on with a hot iron.

The intense visual impact left everyone speechless.

"Take a picture quickly."

At this moment, countless mobile phone cameras were already pointed at this spot, and the sounds of shutter clicks and short video recording notifications rose and fell.

The crowd erupted into a frenzy, with murmurs rising like a tidal wave.

"Holy crap! Isn't that Young Master Zhao's right-hand man, Young Master Chen Shaojie?"

How did you get beaten so badly?

"Really? Chen Shaojie? What happened to him?"

"Quick, take a picture! This is absolutely a huge scoop!"

"I'm posting this on Douyin! I've even thought of the title: 'Rich Young Master Shows Off His Bare Back in the Street, Mysterious Signature Hints at a Shocking Feud!'"

"What does it mean that's written on the ground? Did he beat up Chen Shaojie?"

"Who is that young man? He's ruthless!"

Knowing full well that Chen Shaojie was Zhao's lackey, he still dared to issue a challenge at the gate of the Zhao Group.

It seems he came here deliberately to humiliate Zhao Qingtian.

Almost simultaneously, online searches emerged about Zhao Qingtian, the heir to the Zhao Group, being publicly humiliated, and Chen Shaojie being beaten.

It began to spread rapidly across major social media platforms.

The president's office is located on the top floor of the Zhao Group building.

Standing before the enormous floor-to-ceiling window, Zhao Qingtian's face was ashen. On the screen of his phone, he was watching live surveillance footage of the plaza below.

When he saw Chen Shaojie stripped naked from the waist up, and saw the large characters on the ground appear on the screen.

His knuckles cracked as he watched the growing crowds and flashing lights around the square.

"Snapped!"

He smashed the expensive crystal goblet onto the priceless carpet, spilling the bright red wine like blood all over the floor.

"Ye Tian!" Zhao Qingtian squeezed out the name through gritted teeth, his voice trembling with extreme anger.

Chen Shaojie was his cousin, and more importantly, a figurehead used by him to demonstrate the power of the Zhao family.

No matter how useless this dog is, you have to consider its owner before you beat it!

Ye Tian is not only slapping Chen Shaojie in the face, but also ruthlessly trampling and rubbing the Zhao family's face into the ground in the most prosperous area of ​​Diancheng!