I'm invincible once I descend the mountain; the beautiful CEO is forcing me to get our marriage

Ye An glanced at him: "What did you say to her when you came in?"

He turned his head and gestured in Su Wanqing's direction.

Zhao Wuji froze.

"It's meaningless for a dying person to know too much."

These are the words he said to Su Wanqing when he entered the room!

These words are now like a knife held to his own throat.

"Senior!" Zhao Wuji knelt down with a thud, his forehead touching the ground. "I was bewitched and bribed by the Wang family to do this foolish thing! If you are willing to spare my life, I am willing to serve you like a dog!"

Seeing that Zhao Wuji had already knelt down, Li Gui's legs went weak, and he knelt down as well.

Qian Duoduo could no longer stand and collapsed to the ground, clutching her broken wrist and shaking violently.

Ye An looked down at the three people kneeling on the ground.

Zhao Wuji's cultivation level was the highest among the three, but it was only at the late stage of the Acquired Realm.

This level of strength is nothing more than a warm-up for him right now.

Ye An looked at the three people kneeling on the ground but did not speak immediately.

Zhao Wuji's forehead was pressed against the cold marble floor, and his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

He had lived most of his life and considered himself exceptionally talented in martial arts, but it took him fifty-three years to barely reach the edge of the realm of perfection.

The young man in front of him simply exhaled and accomplished what the young man could never do in his entire life.

This gap cannot be bridged by hard work alone.

Get up.

Upon hearing Ye An's voice, Zhao Wuji trembled and slowly raised his head.

Ye An had already turned around and walked to the sofa to sit down. He was relaxed, as if nothing had happened.

Su Wanqing quickly followed him and sat down next to him, her hands still trembling slightly.

She glanced at Ye An, who had just cleaved a half-ton table in mid-air, yet now he was casually crossing his legs as if nothing had happened.

Zhao Wuji stood up, straightened his robes, and stood respectfully. Li Gui and Qian Duoduo also stood up, standing behind Zhao Wuji, not daring to breathe.

"Master Ye," Zhao Wuji began, "the three of us were employed by the Wang family this time and offended your might, which is truly a crime deserving of death. But since you have spared our lives, we three are willing to serve you with the rest of our lives."

Ye An glanced at him.

That old man knows how to adapt to the times.

To be honest, he does need manpower.

When he first arrived in Jiangcheng, he was completely clueless and needed someone to run errands for him.

The Su family may be wealthy, but when it comes to situations requiring force, the people Su Hongchuan can send might not be able to control the situation.

but……

"No rush." ​​Ye An raised his hand to interrupt him. "The Wang family has told you everything you know."

Zhao Wuji was taken aback, then nodded and recounted Wang Zhentian's instructions word for word.

"Wang Zhentian has offered a bounty of 100 million for your head. Any assassin with a bit of skill in Jiangcheng's underworld would probably take the job."

"One hundred million?" Su Wanqing, who was sitting next to him, couldn't sit still any longer and stood up abruptly. "Has Wang Zhentian gone mad? He actually spent one hundred million to buy someone's life after Wang Tianlong died?"

Zhao Wuji smiled wryly: "Miss Su, Wang Zhentian didn't spend this money entirely for Wang Tianlong."

"It's more about saving face for the Wang family, and also about sending a warning to the Su family. He wants the whole of Jiangcheng to see what happens to those who oppose the Wang family."

Su Wanqing clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms.

A bounty of one hundred million is offered for Ye An's head. Those money-grubbing assassins will swarm around him like flies to blood.

She turned to look at Ye An, wanting to say something, but found him leaning back on the sofa, his expression so calm it made her want to curse him.

"One hundred million," Ye An stroked his chin, his tone surprisingly carrying a hint of... regret?

"That's so cheap!"

Su Wanqing: "..."

Zhao Wuji: "..."

Ye An was serious, but he didn't intend to offer any further explanation.

"That's fine too." Ye An changed his posture, resting his arm on the back of the sofa. "I've been wanting to see what the underground of this city is like."

Su Wanqing grew anxious: "You still think it's good? Those assassin organizations—"

"Wanqing," Ye An called out to her.

Su Wanqing paused.

This was the first time Ye An had called her by her name directly.

"Do you think those three people were skilled in martial arts?" Ye An asked.

Su Wanqing thought for a moment and answered honestly, "In my opinion, she is already very skilled and can definitely be called a martial arts master."

Ye An nodded: "But against me, even if all three of them attacked together, they wouldn't last a single move."

The three of them, including Zhao Wuji, felt their faces burning, but they couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal.

"So, if those assassins came, how much stronger would they be than them?"

Su Wanqing opened her mouth, but found herself speechless.

She understands the reasons, but she still worries.

After all, assassinations are something you can't completely prevent...

Ye An didn't explain further.

He turned to Zhao Wuji and the other two, and slightly raised his chin: "Leave all your valuables behind."

Before Qian Duoduo could react, Zhao Wuji had already swiftly taken out an ancient jade and several stacks of cash from his pocket and respectfully placed them on the coffee table.

"Master Ye, these are all my personal belongings, I offer them all up."

Li Gui quickly took off a gold watch and placed it neatly beside him, along with his bulging wallet.

Despite the excruciating pain in her right wrist, Qian Duoduo grimaced and used her left hand to tear off a thick gold chain from her waist, then took off her Rolex and piled them all on the coffee table.

Seeing this, Ye An simply waved to Zhao Wuji: "You can go now."

Zhao Wuji paused for a moment, then hesitated, "Master Ye, are you sure you don't need us to stay? Those assassins..."

"You're just getting in the way here," Ye An said casually, then smiled. "Perfect, I also want to meet the underworld forces in Jiangcheng. I hope they won't disappoint me."

After saying that, he put one hand behind his back, put his arm around Su Wanqing, and walked leisurely downstairs, leaving the hall in a mess.

Watching that receding figure, Zhao Wuji was deeply moved and sighed, "This is the true demeanor of a grandmaster! A true man should be like this!"

Though I cannot reach it, my heart yearns for it.

Zhao Wuji, with a solemn expression, bowed deeply in the direction Ye An had left: "Take care, Master Ye."

……

Outside the villa, three figures scaled the courtyard wall and landed on the street.

The moonlight shone on Zhao Wuji's gray hair. After he stood still, he let out a long breath, his legs trembling slightly—a reaction to surviving a close call.

Qian Duoduo lowered her voice, her face full of resentment, "We're just going to slink away like this? That kid even took all our belongings!"

His right wrist was still in a sling, and he was sweating profusely from the pain, but the frustration in his heart was even more unbearable than the physical pain.

The master of internal strength knelt down and kowtowed before a young man in his early twenties, and was also searched.

If word gets out, Qian Duoduo will lose all face for the rest of his life.

Li Gui didn't speak, but his expression was equally grim.

Zhao Wuji slowly turned his head and glanced at the two of them.

Under the moonlight, his weathered face showed no anger, but rather a solemn reverence that bordered on piety.

"Do you feel humiliated?"