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

Duan Changfeng didn't even lift his eyelids, picked up his teacup and drank his tea by himself.

That gesture clearly told everyone that if Su Wanqing didn't agree, the two of them wouldn't be able to leave this room unscathed.

Sitting in his wheelchair, Wang Kai looked at Su Wanqing's furious expression and a sickly, triumphant grin spread across his face.

He wanted to see this high and mighty woman fall from grace.

Wang Zhentian, on the other hand, appeared completely unperturbed. With Duan Changfeng's intervention, he wasn't worried at all that the Su family would dare to disobey.

The Su family holds some status in Jiangcheng, but in front of a truly important figure like Duan Changfeng, they are nothing.

The other dozen or so business owners present all kept their eyes down, seemingly lost in thought, but secretly plotting their next move.

The struggles between powerful families are truly ever-changing...

It seems the Wang family has finally found a powerful patron in Duan Changfeng's court, which may change the landscape of Jiangcheng.

As for the Su family...

It's a pity they chose the wrong side and brought along a reckless fool.

Just as tensions were about to rise, a calm voice suddenly rang out, breaking the suffocating atmosphere.

"Have I given you the nerve to keep talking like this?"

Everyone's heads went blank for a second, and they all turned toward the source of the sound.

Ye An was slowly wiping his hands with a napkin, as if he had just casually asked, "How's the food today?"

crazy!

Is this kid from the mountains crazy?!

Did he know who was sitting in front of him? It was Duan Changfeng!

Su Wanqing was also stunned. She knew Ye An was very strong, but she didn't expect him to be so direct and confront Duan Changfeng in front of everyone!

She was anxious and scared, and her palms were sweating.

"Haha...hahahaha!"

Duan Changfeng seemed to have heard the funniest joke of his life. He slowly raised his head and looked at Ye An directly for the first time.

He leaned back in his chair, and with an air of looking at a dead man, slowly began to speak:

"Young man, do you know who I am?"

"I joined the army at the age of twelve, entered the reconnaissance battalion of the Jiangnan Military Region at the age of fifteen, and came into contact with ancient martial arts at the age of eighteen. I am thirty-eight years old this year and have reached the realm of Grandmaster of Transformation, and am a candidate for the next Jiangnan War God."

He leaned forward slightly, exuding an aura of iron-blooded ruthlessness.

"The number of people I've killed with these hands is probably more than the number of people you've ever met in your entire life."

"Now, you still want to challenge me?"

The atmosphere in the entire space was extremely tense. The wealthy businessmen present were so intimidated by Duan Changfeng's imposing presence that they broke out in a sweat and dared not even breathe loudly.

Is this the oppressive aura of a Grandmaster of Internal Energy?

Just sitting and talking makes you feel like a mountain is pressing down on your heart.

However, Ye An simply looked at him calmly and uttered four words.

"So what?"

So what?

That's really what he was thinking.

Many people were killed?

They are all ants, what difference does it make if we kill more of them?

A master of internal energy transformation?

Even among the grandmasters of ancient martial arts, seeing him is like an ant seeing the blue sky!

Just as Duan Changfeng's smile froze on his face, and his murderous intent was about to erupt...

"Buzzing...buzzing..."

A cell phone suddenly vibrated.

Ye An frowned and took out the old cell phone from his pocket.

The words "General Manager Chen" were displayed on the screen.

He remembered that this must be a descendant of General Chen Long, and it seemed that he needed to see him.

There's no rush to kill someone.

Ye An thought for a moment, then swiped to answer the call.

Duan Changfeng watched him with great interest, but did not stop him. Instead, he made a gesture that said, "Do as you please."

He wanted to see what tricks this ant could pull before it died.

"Hello, is this Mr. Ye? This is Xiao Chen. I've arrived at the entrance of Longquan Mansion. I apologize for the sudden visit, but would it be convenient for you to meet me now?"

A very respectful voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hmm... I'm not at Longquan Mansion right now," Ye An said calmly.

"Oh, where are you? Did something happen?" Xiao Chen asked cautiously, afraid of upsetting him by asking too many questions.

"I encountered a little trouble at a party at Wansheng Manor," Ye An replied casually, glancing at Duan Changfeng across from him who had a playful smile on his face.

"Are you in trouble?" Xiao Chen's voice immediately rose an octave on the other end of the phone, filled with eagerness. "Can you tell me about it?"

He seemed afraid that Ye An would misunderstand, so he quickly explained, "Mr. Ye, your time is precious. I'll take care of these petty bastards for you."

"To be honest, I can handle some minor matters in this small area of ​​Jiangnan Province."

"It's nothing, just a little conflict with someone who loves to show off."

Ye An didn't have much hope that this young Chen could solve the problem.

General Chen Long may hold a prestigious position, but Xiao Chen is merely his junior; how much influence could he possibly have?

Could someone possibly surpass this so-called candidate for the God of War?

"Okay! Mr. Ye, please wait a moment, I'll be right there!"

Xiao Chen on the other end of the phone seemed to have received some extremely important instruction; his tone instantly became incredibly serious, and he hung up the phone hastily after speaking.

After hanging up the phone, the atmosphere in the room became even more eerie.

Wang Kai looked at Ye An, his face practically overflowing with sarcasm.

What a fool who doesn't know his own limitations! How dare he say that Duan Zhanshen loves to show off in front of him?

He even called for backup? Who could he possibly call? The Emperor himself?

He was already imagining how he would properly discipline Su Wanqing in front of Ye An after Ye An's legs were broken.

Duan Changfeng smiled.

He suddenly didn't want to crush this arrogant ant so quickly.

He leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the table, his eyes full of a cat-and-mouse smirk.

I'll give you a chance.

His voice echoed in the quiet room.

"Use all your connections, call over everyone you just called, and everyone else you can call."

"I'll be waiting here today."

"I'd like to see who in this Jiangnan Province dares to stand up for you!"

The entire room fell silent, no one daring to respond.

Ye An looked at him calmly, knowing that Duan Changfeng's inaction was merely the calm before the storm.

However, less than ten minutes later, the tightly closed doors of the banquet hall were violently pushed open.

Everyone turned to look.

A sharp-looking man with a buzz cut and wearing camouflage training uniform strode in.

He exuded an aura of iron and blood, and although he did not reveal his identity, no one dared to stop him.

He ignored everyone else, glanced around briefly, then identified his target and strode up to Ye An.

The next second, to everyone's astonishment, the man bowed deeply, showing utmost respect, and said:

"Mr. Ye, are you alright? Did those idiots hurt you?"

"How could they possibly hurt me?" Ye An chuckled and shook his head.

"Indeed, with your extraordinary abilities, even ten times more people would be no match for you. I was overthinking it."

The wiry man smiled with relief.

But when he turned to face Duan Changfeng, his face instantly turned ashen, and he roared:

"Duan Changfeng! Who gave you the audacity to disrespect Mr. Ye?!"