Chapter 15

The silver-white moonlight poured down from the night sky. Tianhai, a first-tier city in Huaxia, was bustling with neon lights and green willows lining the streets at night. Various noisy music leaked out from the nightclubs. Ye Chenfeng stealthily moved through the night, heading towards Yunhu Group.

Yunhu Group was a four-story building. Initially, the owner of the building refused to sell it to Qian Yunhu because the price offered was ridiculously low. However, the day after the owner rejected Qian Yunhu, his entire family mysteriously disappeared from Tianhai. The owner's daughter, a young and beautiful girl, became a slave to everyone at Yunhu Group, subjected to all kinds of inhuman treatment.

Like father, like son. Qian Yunhu had been smooth sailing in Tianhai for so many years. Did he really think he was the local emperor?

Although Ye Chenfeng's soul power was still at the second level, infiltrating Yunhu Group and killing Qian Yunhu should not be too difficult.

Inside Qian Yunhu's office, it was eerily quiet. Qian Yunhu looked at the five or six subordinates in front of him, all of whom had their heads down. He was extremely angry. These people were usually experts in eating, drinking, and womanizing, but now, when he needed them to do something, they couldn't even fart?

"Useless, all of you are useless. What good are you in Yunhu Group?" Qian Yunhu shouted in uncontrollable anger.

"The Ye family? Ye Chenfeng? Isn't he just a fool with panic disorder? And now the old man Ye is critically ill. Can a mere Ye Chenfeng really cause any trouble for me, Qian Yunhu?" Qian Yunhu sat in his comfortable leather chair, his hands gripping the armrests tightly, the veins on his hands bulging.

"Ring—ring—"

The phone on Qian Yunhu's desk suddenly rang. He answered it impatiently, but when he heard the voice on the other end, his expression immediately turned fearful and respectful.

When the phone on the other end went "beep—beep—beep—," Qian Yunhu's spirit wilted, his face turning pale. He muttered, "The old man Ye isn't sick? Then I can't touch Ye Chenfeng?"

"How can I, Qian Yunhu, swallow this humiliation?" Qian Yunhu's gaze shifted to the subordinates in front of him, who had their heads down. He shouted, "I give you three days to bring Tang Xin to me. Since I can't touch Ye Chenfeng, I can at least touch Tang Xin, right? This little bitch is the one who caused all this trouble. I want to see how pretty she is. Once she's in bed, I'll make her beg for death."

Ye Chenfeng had been standing outside Qian Yunhu's office for some time. Hearing Qian Yunhu's shameless words, he was glad he came tonight. Otherwise, if he left for the Tianhai Military District, Tang Xin might have suffered, and by then, even killing Qian Yunhu wouldn't make up for it.

People like Qian Yunhu should have disappeared from this world long ago. Their existence was a waste of air and the country's resources.

"What are you still standing there for? Don't you think of a way to bring Tang Xin to me? If you can't do this, don't show your faces to me again." Qian Yunhu was furious with these useless subordinates.

The subordinates didn't dare to make a sound and quickly turned to leave. However, behind them, a figure had already silently entered the office, leaning against the back of the door, watching everyone with a mocking expression.

At this moment, Qian Yunhu also noticed the figure leaning against the door. He asked suspiciously, "Who are you? What do you want here?"

Being able to enter the office without being noticed, Qian Yunhu didn't dare to be overconfident. If the person was a formidable opponent, the situation was clearly not in his favor.

"I just crippled your little turtle son today. What do you think I am?" Ye Chenfeng said with a teasing tone.

Qian Yunhu's face suddenly changed, but then he relaxed and asked, "You're Ye Chenfeng? You dare to come here? I didn't plan to move against you, but since you're here, I can't be impolite! Get him, but don't kill him."

Based on his past understanding, Ye Chenfeng's skills were nothing to fear, whether he had panic disorder or not. Today, Ye Chenfeng would definitely not leave Yunhu Group alive. Qian Yunhu planned to torture Ye Chenfeng thoroughly, leaving him with just a breath of life. Since Ye Chenfeng came to him tonight, the Ye family would be helpless, and Qian Yunhu's backing was no less powerful than the Ye family's.

With Qian Yunhu's order, the subordinates had no choice but to act. Besides, they didn't think Ye Chenfeng was a formidable opponent. He looked more like a delicate young man.

The first one to charge forward was a tall and muscular man. His fist, as big as a wok, aimed directly at Ye Chenfeng's head. He didn't use his full strength, fearing he might kill Ye Chenfeng with one punch.

But he was wrong, and very wrong. As Ye Chenfeng dodged the punch, he reached out and grabbed the man's wrist, pulling him forward and slamming his head into the door.

With a "bang," a hole appeared in the office door, and the muscular man's head got stuck in it, blood gushing out and quickly covering his face.

Ye Chenfeng shrugged indifferently, his eyes filled with bone-chilling coldness. "Qian Yunhu, you must die today."

Qian Yunhu, who was still considering how to toy with Ye Chenfeng, was shocked when he looked up and saw this scene. The muscular man was one of the few fighting experts around Qian Yunhu.

His body trembled, and he felt the intense killing intent from Ye Chenfeng. He couldn't care less about anything else now and shouted, "Kill him, kill him!"

Even if killing Ye Chenfeng would bring endless retaliation from the Ye family, Qian Yunhu had no choice. He knew that tonight, either he or Ye Chenfeng would die.

The remaining four subordinates, who had been waiting to watch the show, never expected the muscular man to be defeated by Ye Chenfeng in one move. They all pulled out their machetes and iron bars and surrounded Ye Chenfeng.

Ye Chenfeng no longer held back. With agile footwork, he easily dodged their attacks. With a "crack," he reached out and snapped the neck of a man holding a machete. The man's eyes widened, and he fell to the ground, dead.

Picking up the machete, Ye Chenfeng's attacks became even more fierce, far beyond what these thugs could handle. One head was cleanly severed, blood splattering everywhere; another was stabbed through the heart; the last one was impaled through the anus, dying a gruesome death.

Qian Yunhu's body trembled, his heart completely cold. If he had known Ye Chenfeng had such skills, he would never have dared to provoke him. Wasn't he just pushing himself to his doom?

"Master Ye, this time I, Qian Yunhu, was rash. If you let me go, I'll give you one million, no, two million. There's a safe in this office, and I can give you the money right now. Only I know the password. What do you say?" Qian Yunhu's only thought now was how to survive.

"Two million? Quite tempting, but I can still get the money after killing you." Ye Chenfeng kicked a machete on the ground, and it pierced Qian Yunhu's throat.

Qian Yunhu clutched his throat, mumbling incoherently. A few minutes later, he was dead. Ye Chenfeng didn't need Qian Yunhu to open the safe for him. Such a small matter was child's play for him.