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

Qian Duoduo snorted: "Isn't that humiliating?"

Zhao Wuji shook his head slightly: "Fatty, do you even know how acute a martial arts grandmaster's five senses are?"

Qian Duoduo was stunned.

"Just now, he injured someone mid-air, and that breath swept across the entire living room, precisely cutting past us. What does this kind of control mean?" Zhao Wuji's voice was very low. "It means that within his perception range, not even the sound of a pin dropping can escape his notice."

Li Gui's expression changed.

Zhao Wuji continued, "Every word you say to him now may have already reached his ears. Whether you're still carrying a head on your neck in the next moment depends entirely on his mood."

Qian Duoduo's mouth seemed to be pinched shut, and she couldn't utter a single word.

He subconsciously touched his neck and swallowed.

Zhao Wuji turned around and glanced in the direction of the villa again. The lights on the second floor were off, and the entire building was quiet.

"I've practiced martial arts for fifty-three years," his voice was hoarse, as if talking to himself, "and despite exhausting my entire life's energy, I still couldn't touch the threshold of the Transcendent Realm. Tonight, I witnessed firsthand the methods of a Grandmaster of Transcendent Strength..."

He paused.

"This may be the only chance in my life to glimpse the secrets of the Transcendent Realm."

Li Gui and Qian Duoduo exchanged a glance, both seeing the shock on each other's faces.

In their hearts, Zhao Wuji was the kind of person who would risk his life for the sake of martial arts.

For a martial arts fanatic like Zhao Wuji to say such things, just how strong is that young man named Ye An?

"So," Zhao Wuji withdrew his gaze, his tone returning to its usual calm, "from tonight onwards, no matter how much money the Wang family offers, we will not get involved in anything that opposes Master Ye."

Qian Duoduo opened her mouth, but ultimately said nothing, only silently nodding.

Li Gui nodded as well.

The three of them lingered and disappeared into the night.

……

Meanwhile, inside the Wang family villa, the atmosphere was incredibly oppressive.

Wang Zhentian sat on a leather sofa, with a hospital diagnosis report on the coffee table in front of him: comminuted fracture of the left knee, possibly resulting in lifelong disability.

This was Wang Kai's diagnosis, and every word felt like a needle piercing Wang Zhentian's heart.

This morning, Wang Kai was broken into and brutally beaten in his home, clearly the work of Su Hongchuan.

The butler, who was standing nearby, also had a very unpleasant expression.

The three offerings were made until midday, but they hadn't returned, not even with a single message.

Clearly, their plan failed!

"Useless! A bunch of useless trash!"

Wang Zhentian slammed the diagnostic report to the ground, roaring.

"We've raised those three for so many years, and you can't even handle a country bumpkin! My grandson's leg is broken, and you didn't even manage to hurt a hair on his head!"

If Wang Tianlong's death made Wang Zhentian feel ashamed, then Wang Kai's disability was what truly enraged the head of the Wang family.

The steward frowned and quickly said, "Master, that Ye An is probably not simple. The three elders are not ordinary people either; they are masters of internal strength, yet none of them have been able to return."

Don't give me excuses!

Wang Zhentian interrupted him, his eyes so dark they could drip water.

"The most important thing now is to kill that bastard Ye An! If they can't do it, I'll find someone else!"

As he spoke, Wang Zhentian took out a black encrypted phone from his pocket and dialed an unmarked number.

The phone was answered after three rings, and a hoarse male voice with a strong foreign accent came from the other end.

"Mr. Wang? What can I do for you?"

"I need you to kill two people for me."

Wang Zhentian's voice was very low, and his eyes were full of ruthlessness.

"The targets are Ye An and Su Wanqing at the Su family villa in Longquan Mansion. No matter what methods you use, I want to see their bodies within three days!"

After a few seconds of silence, a voice said quietly, "It's very difficult to take action in China; you'll have to pay more!"

"I want fifty million, no matter what, give it to me first!"

"Money is no problem!" Wang Zhentian said without hesitation.

"I'll transfer fifty million to you right now. I only have one request: make sure they suffer a horrible death!"

"Rest assured, our service has always satisfied our customers."

After saying that, the person on the other end hung up the phone.

Wang Zhentian put down his phone, picked up the wine glass on the table, and drank the liquor in one gulp, a cold smile flashing in his eyes.

"Ye An, Su Wanqing, you just wait! This time, no one can save you!"

The butler stood to the side, looking at Wang Zhentian's appearance, feeling a little uneasy.

He knew who Wang Zhentian was dealing with; those people were ruthless characters that even Interpol had a headache dealing with.

Even Zhao Wuji and the other two certainly didn't want to face off against the other side.

It seems the Wang family is truly desperate this time.

……

In the villa's hall, the mahogany table that had broken in two and the tattered carpet had been cleaned and replaced with new ones overnight by the Su family's servants.

If it weren't for the deep, straight scratch on the floor still clearly visible, last night's thrilling confrontation would seem as if it had never happened.

Ye An just came up from the basement. The Xuan Yin Cold Qi he absorbed last night had been refined overnight, which completely stabilized his early stage of the Innate Realm.

Su Wanqing unusually didn't go to the company today, but instead rested in her room upstairs.

Last night's experience had a significant impact on her, both physically and mentally.

The doorbell rang at that moment.

Ye An walked over and opened the door; three people were standing outside.

Leading the group was an elderly man in a traditional Chinese suit, who was forcing himself to stay alert; it was none other than Qin Shouyi, the patriarch of the Qin family. Standing beside him was Qin Hai.

At the very back was Qin Xuecheng, his face bruised and swollen.

Seeing the door open, Qin Hai quickly stepped forward and said respectfully, "Mr. Ye, Qin Xuecheng has learned his lesson. We brought him here today specifically to apologize to you on behalf of him and his wife."

Qin Xuecheng, standing behind, lowered his head and didn't even dare to breathe loudly. He was completely unrecognizable from his former arrogant and domineering self.

Ye An's expression remained unchanged; he simply turned slightly to the side and gestured for Qin Shouyi and Qin Hai to proceed.

"Please come in, both of you."

Then, just as Qin Xuecheng was about to step in, Ye An reached out and blocked him from entering.

"You stay outside."

Qin Xuecheng was stunned, his face instantly turning red: "What...what do you mean?!"

"It's my place, I call the shots."

After Ye An finished speaking, he slammed the door shut in front of him.

Qin Xuecheng, standing outside the door, nearly hit his nose on the door panel. He was so angry that he started cursing, but the door blocked out all the noise.

Inside the hall, Qin Shouyi and Qin Hai looked extremely embarrassed.

"This...this wretched child!" Qin Shouyi slammed his cane on the ground in anger. "Mr. Ye, please forgive my rudeness."