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

Ye An had no interest in the masked conversations and couldn't be bothered to care what others wanted to do.

He just wants to find a quiet place right now.

Su Wanqing noticed his impatience and took the initiative to lead him through the crowd to the buffet table on one side of the banquet hall.

"The food here is pretty good. Have something to eat first, the auction won't start for a while."

Ye An nodded. The environment here was indeed better than the central hall; there were fewer people, and it was quieter.

He casually picked up a plate and took a few pieces of pastries and roasted meat that looked decent.

For him, the taste of these mundane foods was secondary; filling his stomach was the primary concern.

However, his unpretentious behavior became a new source of amusement for those watching him closely from a distance.

"Look, all that comes to mind is eating. Is he a reincarnated starving ghost? Has he never seen anything good before?"

"He's probably starving. Look at the way he's eating. How could Su Wanqing possibly be interested in someone like that?"

"What a waste! Su Wanqing is the most beautiful woman in the elite families of Jiangcheng. Countless talented young men are lining up to get her, so why did she get snatched up by such a poor, penniless boy?"

A young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses was indignant, his hand almost crushing the wine glass in his hand.

These people, whose families at least have assets of over a billion, consider themselves outstanding individuals, yet the goddess they rarely even have a chance to talk to is being taken along by a country bumpkin in casual clothes.

This is a complete slap in the face to all of them!

"Damn it, someone from outside our circle dares to come here to pick up girls, how can we tolerate this?"

"If Wang Kai were here, he'd definitely teach this kid a lesson for why the flowers are so red!" someone said sourly.

Many people present were familiar with Wang Kai's style of doing things.

There was once a rich second-generation from out of town who was arrogant and pursued Su Wanqing relentlessly. As a result, Wang Kai and his men ambushed him in the garage and broke his leg. He was hospitalized for three months, and the story is still a popular anecdote in the entertainment circle.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a commotion broke out at the entrance of the banquet hall.

Several luxury cars with consecutive license plates stopped, and a group of bodyguards in black escorted a few people inside.

Leading the group was Wang Zhentian, the head of the Wang family, accompanied by a composed middle-aged man.

"The Wang family is here! This is going to be good!"

Someone in the crowd lowered their voice, their tone revealing barely concealed excitement.

But when they saw the scene behind Wang Zhentian, they all swallowed back what they were about to say.

Wang Kai, the young master who used to swagger around Jiangcheng, was actually pushed in in a wheelchair.

His leg was in a thick cast, hanging high in the air. His face was as white as paper, but his eyes were frighteningly dark, staring intently in a certain direction, like a venomous snake ready to devour its prey.

What's going on?

Who has the guts to beat Wang Kai like this?

Many people had a dozen or so names flash through their minds, but they all felt it was impossible.

Just as everyone was making wild guesses, a staff member at the party quickly walked up to Su Wanqing and Wang Zhentian's groups and respectfully gestured for them to enter.

"Mr. Duan, Mr. Wang, Ms. Su, the bosses are waiting for you inside."

Ye An had just finished the last piece of grilled meat on his plate and wiped his mouth with a napkin. He glanced at the commotion over there, then at Su Wanqing's tense profile.

He thought to himself, "So they're not here for an auction, they're here for a trial."

Wang Zhentian's face was gloomy. He waved his hand, signaling his bodyguards to push Wang Kai to follow.

Su Wanqing frowned, glanced back at Ye An with a worried look in her eyes, but still followed him.

Ye An showed no expression and followed. To him, it didn't matter where he went; it was all about fulfilling his promise to the Su family.

As they disappeared behind the screen, the crowd outside erupted in uproar.

"Did you see that? The person next to Wang Zhentian is Duan Changfeng!"

"Which section chief is it?"

"How many Duan Changfengs are left in Jiangcheng! That one in the army, Duan Changfeng!"

"Hiss—it's him! My uncle mentioned last time that he's already a Grandmaster of Internal Energy and a hot candidate for the next Jiangnan War God!"

"That's right. Although he's only a candidate for God of War at the moment, it's practically a done deal."

"This kind of person, whose mere stomp could shake Jiangcheng, would actually personally step forward for the Wang family?"

"The Su family is in deep trouble now. Forget about wiping the debt cleanly; they'd be lucky if they weren't skinned alive by War God Duan."

A young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses thought gleefully, "What is a woman like Su Wanqing? That poor kid who appeared out of nowhere is nothing to him. He deserves to be unlucky."

Inside the screen, the atmosphere was completely different from that outside.

More than a dozen prominent figures from Jiangcheng were seated in their respective places, and the previous laughter and conversation stopped as they entered.

All eyes, whether intentionally or unintentionally, were drawn to the middle-aged man dressed in casual clothes, who was sitting in the main seat.

Duan Changfeng.

He remained silent, yet possessed an aura of authority that made it difficult for people to breathe.

Wang Zhentian stood beside him, like a subordinate.

Duan Changfeng picked up his teacup, skimmed off the foam with the lid, and blew on it, his movements neither fast nor slow.

He glanced at Wang Kai's cast-covered leg, then looked at Su Wanqing before speaking.

"I invited everyone here today to try and mediate. The Wang family and the Su family are both prominent families in Jiangcheng. If things get too tense, it won't be good for anyone."

He paused, put down his teacup, and it made a soft sound as it collided with the table.

"I have a general understanding of what happened. Wang Kai acted impulsively and was in the wrong first, but the people your Su family hired also retaliated against him. When will this cycle of revenge end? I think we should just wipe the slate clean."

Su Wanqing's face instantly turned cold.

Cancel it all?

That's easy for you to say.

Wang Kai drugged her and surrounded her with his men, intending to do something wrong. Ye An's actions were in self-defense.

Now, in his mouth, how did it become "revenge"?

Duan Changfeng seemed not to notice her expression, and changed the subject, pointing to Wang Kai in the wheelchair.

"However, Wang Kai's leg is broken."

His voice was calm, yet brooked no argument.

"We soldiers don't do those superficial things; we believe in give and take. Since our leg is broken, we must fight back."

"Two people from your Su family came today. Choose one, leave your leg behind, and this matter will be over."

Upon hearing this, the air in the space behind the screen seemed to freeze.

This isn't mediation; it's practically issuing a judgment!

"Duan the God of War!"

Su Wanqing's chest heaved slightly with anger. She never imagined that someone in Jiangcheng could be so domineering.

"You're going too far!"