The president's office on the top floor of the Jiang Group building.

As soon as Ye Chen entered the room, his gaze was fixed on the valuable golden-edged Cymbidium goeringii by the window.

"Mr. Jiang, may I ask who sent these flowers?"

Jiang Ruoxi was taken aback: "This was a gift from Mr. Li Chengwen, the CEO of Wansheng Group, at last week's social gathering. He said it was a rare item. Is there a problem?"

Ye Chen did not answer. He walked straight over, holding the edge of the flowerpot with his left hand and reaching under the flowerpot with his right hand to pinch out a small amount of black powder that was almost the same as the soil.

"Corrosive Heart Powder, a slow-acting poison from the Miao region. It's not toxic when used alone, but it reacts with the fumes from coffee to produce a nerve-corroding toxin." He held it to his nose and smelled it, his tone very firm.

"In the early stages of poisoning, patients experience insomnia and vivid dreams; in the middle stages, they experience palpitations and physical weakness; and eventually, they suffer cardiac arrest due to extreme exhaustion. The cause of death is usually determined to be sudden death from overwork."

Jiang Ruoxi's face turned deathly pale instantly.

She drank three cups of black coffee every day to stay awake, and this potted Cymbidium orchid sat beside her desk. If Ye Chen hadn't pointed it out, she would have died without ever knowing how she died!

"Wansheng Group, Li Chengwen, are you looking for death...?" She clenched her fists, a murderous glint in her eyes.

Instead of dealing with business rivals in the traditional way, they resort to such insidious and despicable tactics!

"No, someone who can use Corrupting Heart Powder is definitely not an ordinary merchant. There must be someone else behind them, and they must be a master from the ancient martial arts world," Ye Chen analyzed, looking at Mo Lan.

Jiang Ruoxi took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

She scrutinized Ye Chen again, her gaze complex.

This suddenly appearing young man not only saw through her hidden illness and saved her from being shot, but also spotted the poison in the office at a glance.

His medical skills, martial arts prowess, insight, and good looks all far surpass those of ordinary people.

Who is he?

"Who exactly are you?" Jiang Ruoxi asked this question for the third time.

Ye Chen looked at her and knew the time had come.

He took out the yellowed marriage contract from his pocket and handed it over.

"Eighteen years ago, in the Medicine King Valley of Wutong Mountain, the patriarch of the Jiang family was poisoned and his life was hanging by a thread. My grandmaster saved him. To repay the life-saving grace, the Jiang family arranged this marriage."

"My name is Ye Chen, the eighteenth generation successor of Medicine King Valley, and also your fiancé."

boom!

Jiang Ruoxi took the red paper and was instantly stunned when she saw the neat handwriting and the seals of the two families' tokens.

She vaguely remembered her grandfather mentioning that he had suffered a great calamity when he was young, and was saved by a hermit master. In order to repay the kindness, he arranged a marriage between them when they were children.

She always thought it was just a legend, a joke her grandfather made while drunk.

After taking over the group, she believed even more strongly that her marriage would only be a bargaining chip in a business alliance.

Unexpectedly, all of this was true.

To her even greater surprise, at the most critical moment of her life, her fiancé appeared as if by divine intervention.

"So, you came to Jiangcheng to fulfill your marriage contract?" She looked up at Ye Chen, her feelings somewhat complicated.

"Yes, but not entirely. My master foresaw that you would face a life-or-death calamity at the age of twenty-three, and sent me down the mountain to protect you." Ye Chen put away his usual carefree attitude and became serious.

"From now on, I will protect you closely. Anyone who wants to kill you will have to step over my dead body first."

He spoke calmly, yet his words carried an undeniable firmness.

Jiang Ruoxi's heart skipped a beat.

Having navigated the ups and downs of the business world for many years, she had seen far too much hypocrisy and deceit, but the Ye Chen before her eyes showed no scheming, only openness.

"Close protection? You mean..." She keenly caught the meaning of that word.

"What I mean is, from today onwards, I'll be living at your house. I don't have to pay you, but you have to provide food and lodging."

"Impossible!" Jiang Ruoxi instinctively refused. She had lived alone for many years and had never allowed any man to set foot in her private territory.

Ye Chen shrugged: "Then let's annul the engagement. I'll go back to the mountains and continue to lie low. But before I leave, I'll remind you that the poison from the Corrupting Heart Powder has been lurking in your body for at least two weeks. Without my acupuncture, you will definitely die within three days."

"Furthermore, today's assassin was just a small warning; the real killing blow is yet to come. Your bodyguards are no match for the assassination attempt by a martial arts master."

Jiang Ruoxi's expression changed: "You mean, someone else wants to kill me?"

"There's a lot of death energy between your brows, a sign of certain death. If you hadn't met me, you wouldn't have survived this month." Ye Chen walked to the window, gazing at the bustling city below, and spoke calmly.

"Those who want to kill you include business enemies, assassin organizations from the ancient martial arts world, and..."

Before he could finish speaking, his expression changed drastically.

"Be careful!"

Ye Chen pulled Jiang Ruoxi behind him, and with a flick of his right hand, three silver needles appeared out of thin air, gleaming coldly!

boom!

The heavy solid wood door of the office was blasted away by a tremendous force, sending splinters of wood flying everywhere.

Three black figures burst in; all were burly men with cold eyes and fierce auras.

The leader had a hideous scar on his face and possessed the strongest aura; he was clearly a peak external martial arts master!

"Kid, you're pretty alert. But too bad, meddlesome people don't live long." The scarred man grinned maliciously.

"The employer has ordered that Jiang Ruoxi's life must be taken today. As for you..."

He glanced at Ye Chen, his eyes full of disdain: "Go and be buried with Miss Jiang!"

Jiang Ruoxi hid behind Ye Chen, her face deathly pale.

These people had a completely different aura, far surpassing her bodyguards; just their presence alone was suffocating.

"Quickly call someone..." She instinctively reached for the alarm.

"It's no use. By the time the security guards come up, we'll be dead." Ye Chen pressed her hand down.

With a flick of his wrist, the three silver needles emitted a faint chime, their tips gleaming coldly.

"I originally wanted to listen to my master and keep a low profile."

"Too bad, you just had to court death."

A fierce glint flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and a fighting spirit ignited within them.

Eighteen years of arduous training have made him a master of both medicine and martial arts.

Today I can finally test just how powerful the skills my master taught me really are!

"Three silver needles to send you on your way."

Before he finished speaking, he moved!

Ye Chen's movements were as fast as a ghost. The three of them only felt a blur before their eyes, and the cold light of the silver needles was already in front of them!

laugh!laugh!laugh!

Three faint, penetrating sounds.

Before the scarred man could react, he felt a numbness in his chest, and all his strength receded like a receding tide, causing him to fall to his knees with a thud.

The other two were completely paralyzed and unable to move.

"Kid, what did you do to us?" The scarred man looked at his immobile body in horror.

Ye Chen squatted down and patted his face: "The meridian-sealing needles from Medicine King Valley have temporarily sealed your meridians. You won't be able to move for half an hour, but it will hurt a lot."

No sooner had they finished speaking than the three of them felt excruciating pain throughout their meridians, as if thousands of ants were gnawing at their bone marrow. They rolled on the ground in agony, their screams echoing throughout the entire floor.

Jiang Ruoxi stared wide-eyed at this unbelievable scene.

Three tall, muscular professional assassins were taken down with just three needles?

What kind of monster is this boy?

"You..." She opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Ye Chen stood up, brushed the dust off his hands, turned to look at her, and smiled innocently: "So, my fiancée, are you willing to take me in now? I don't ask for much, just food and lodging. As for your life, I'll take responsibility."

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