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

Ye An remained calm, as if the accusations and uproar from just now had never happened.

"It's nothing, just some clown making a fuss."

He had absolutely no interest in these worldly grudges and entanglements.

In his eyes, Duan Changfeng, this so-called master of internal energy transformation, was no different from a stray dog ​​on the roadside.

The stray dog ​​barked at him twice. Was he supposed to lie down and bite back?

"Since you know them, then forget it." Ye An's tone was calm, as casual as if he were deciding what to eat tonight.

Upon hearing this, Duan Changfeng felt as if he had been granted a pardon.

His tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and his legs went weak, almost causing him to collapse to the ground.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Ye! Thank you so much, Mr. Ye!" He bowed repeatedly to express his gratitude, his attitude humble to the core.

Chen Zheyuan ignored Chu Minghui, whose face was deathly pale, and turned to Ye An respectfully, saying:

"Mr. Ye, the auction is about to begin tonight. Shall I show you the exhibits first?"

"Alright."

Ye An nodded slightly.

Before leaving, he swept his deep gaze over Duan Changfeng, a faint smile curving his lips, and then turned and left with Su Wanqing.

Chen Zheyuan hurriedly led the way, his respectful demeanor resembling that of a dutiful old steward.

Only after the figures of the group completely disappeared outside the banquet hall did the suffocating sense of oppression behind the screen gradually dissipate.

Duan Changfeng let out a long breath, straightened his slightly hunched back, and tremblingly pulled out a handkerchief to wipe the cold sweat from his face.

Ye An's casual glance before leaving, seemingly indifferent, was like an invisible blade, mercilessly shattering his dignity and pride as a grandmaster...

At this moment, Wang Zhentian, who had remained silent until now, finally mustered up the courage to step forward and asked with a forced smile, "Brother Feng, what was that... what exactly happened to that kid...?"

"Snapped!"

Before Wang Zhentian could finish speaking, Duan Changfeng slapped him hard across the face, sending him spinning halfway around and his face swelling up like a pig's head.

"You fucking have the nerve to ask!"

Duan Changfeng, his eyes bloodshot, pointed at Wang Zhentian's nose and cursed, "I almost got killed by your Wang family today!"

Wang Zhentian covered his face, stunned by the beating, and didn't dare to utter a sound.

Duan Changfeng grew increasingly frightened as he thought about it, and roared in exasperation:

"If it weren't for your Wang family pulling strings with the military and showering me with so many benefits, would I have gotten involved in this mess? Of all people to mess with, you had to provoke the old general's distinguished guest!"

"I'm telling you!" Duan Changfeng kicked over the solid wood coffee table in front of him, "If I lose my position as a candidate for the God of War because of this, I'll be the first to wipe out your entire Wang family!"

These words sent a chill down the spines of the entire Wang family.

Wang Kai, in his wheelchair, was so frightened that he trembled all over. He felt a warm sensation in his crotch and actually peed himself in fear.

He had originally hoped that Duan Changfeng could help him get revenge and get Su Wanqing into bed.

Now, forget about revenge; the entire Wang family could face annihilation because he provoked Ye An.

Despair, an unprecedented despair, completely overwhelmed him.

The wealthy business tycoons of Jiangcheng around them all gasped in shock.

They originally thought that the Wang family had latched onto Duan Changfeng's coattails and was about to soar to great heights.

Who would have thought that the seemingly insignificant young man from the Su family actually had a powerful background!

Even a big shot like Duan Changfeng could only kowtow and admit his mistakes in front of him, and even had to worry about being stripped of his God of War status.

The weather in Jiangcheng is about to change.

On the outskirts of the crowd, Jiang Ya watched this scene, her fingers digging tightly into her palms, her nails almost breaking off.

She has always prided herself on her keen eye for people and is considered a senior figure in the industry.

But today, she made a huge mistake.

"We all misjudged..." Lin Feifei's voice trembled, and she didn't even dare to look directly at the door.

"Shut up!" Jiang Ya snapped, her expression shifting between anger and uncertainty.

She absolutely could not tolerate herself making such a low-level mistake, and she could not tolerate that naive girl, Su Wanqing, being so lucky as to be able to latch onto such a powerful figure.

……

The inner corridors of Wansheng Villa are covered with thick cashmere carpets.

The three of them stepped on it, but they couldn't hear a single footstep.

Su Wanqing walked on the right, her hands clasped in front of her. She would occasionally turn her head to look at the young man beside her.

What happened behind the screen just now completely overturned her understanding of things that she had developed over the past twenty years.

Duan Changfeng was a Grandmaster of Internal Energy, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was the top figure in Jiangnan Province. Yet he actually knelt down and kowtowed to beg for mercy.

Meanwhile, Chen Zheyuan, the bigwig of the Jiangnan Military Region, was half a step behind, following cautiously, not daring to even breathe loudly.

"Mr. Ye," Chen Zheyuan broke the silence in a low voice, "I apologize on behalf of the military for what happened earlier."

Ye An didn't stop and casually replied.

"This has nothing to do with you."

Chen Zheyuan took two quick steps, adopting an extremely humble posture.

"Duan Changfeng was actually my father's student."

"To be honest, these candidates for the title of War God in Jiangnan Province have all served under my father. They were all promoted by my father."

"I almost offended you today, and I am truly to blame."

Ye An turned her head and glanced at him.

"It's alright, thank you so much for coming all this way and getting me out of that predicament."

The tone was flat.

You can't tell if he's happy or angry.

Chen Zheyuan's heart clenched suddenly.

These were polite words, but they made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

So calm.

Ye An's composure throughout was genuine and not feigned.

Chen Zheyuan himself was a martial artist who had mastered the Transformation Realm, and he was extremely sensitive to the flow of Qi.

He could sense that Ye An was not experiencing any emotional fluctuations.

There was no sense of relief at surviving a disaster, nor any smugness at taking advantage of one's power.

There was nothing there.

It was eerily calm.

Before he came, the old man had specifically instructed him to treat Ye An with the utmost respect.

The renowned doctor Li was also present at the time.

When that renowned physician from Jiangnan spoke of Ye An, his tone was full of fervor and respect, as if he wanted to immediately pay homage to him as a disciple.

How could someone as powerful as Doctor Li, who even had to look up to, possibly swallow this insult?

A thought flashed through Chen Zheyuan's mind.

What would have happened to Duan Changfeng if I hadn't come today?

Outsiders all thought that Ye An was able to suppress Duan Changfeng because of the old general's influence.

But Chen Zheyuan had a strong intuition at that moment.

Ye An's own strength is his greatest trump card!

If a real fight breaks out, Duan Changfeng, that Grandmaster of Internal Energy, probably won't even know how he died.

A layer of cold sweat seeped out from Chen Zheyuan's back.

He stopped and gritted his teeth.

"Mr. Ye."

"Although Duan Changfeng acts recklessly, he is, after all, a promising talent that the military has invested a lot of resources in cultivating."

"Could I shamelessly ask you to spare him this time?"

Ye An stopped in his tracks.

The air in the corridor suddenly became thick and sticky.

Su Wanqing felt a sudden difficulty breathing and a tightness in her chest, and subconsciously took half a step back.

Ye An turned around and faced Chen Zheyuan directly.

Not a word.

Chen Zheyuan felt an invisible pressure pressing down on him.

He was a true master of internal energy, and a top-ranking general in the army.

But in front of Ye An, he almost lost the courage to even look up.

Those eyes were so deep, you couldn't see the bottom at all.

Time passed second by second.

The corridor was so quiet that only Chen Zheyuan's heavy breathing could be heard.

ten seconds.

Twenty seconds.

Half a minute passed.

Chen Zheyuan's legs had begun to tremble, and his camouflage uniform was completely soaked with sweat.

He can't hold on much longer.

"You are very perceptive."

Ye An finally spoke, and the oppressive feeling around him instantly dissipated.

Chen Zheyuan breathed in the fresh air deeply, feeling as if he had just escaped death.

Ye An was indeed somewhat surprised.

He did indeed have murderous intent behind the screen just now.

Killing a worldly warrior is as easy as snapping his fingers for him.

Unexpectedly, Chen Zheyuan was able to sense the murderous intent in that instant and took the initiative to take the blame.

"If there's a next time, he'll be a dead man."

Ye An left those words behind and turned to continue walking forward.

"Yes! Thank you so much, Mr. Ye, for your kindness!"

Chen Zheyuan's legs went weak, and he almost knelt on the ground. He quickly responded.

He breathed a long sigh of relief.

At the same time, he secretly vowed that when he got back, he would call that idiot Duan Changfeng over and skin him alive!