After Ye Fan’s surgery, Mengyao and the others have been taking care of him closely, unaware of the "accident" Zhao Hai encountered.

Killing moves sent by some factions were neutralized by Fire Phoenix and the Butcher, delivering fatal blows to their enemies.

These factions also understand that attempting to assassinate the injured Ye Fan is extremely difficult, but if they don’t seize this rare opportunity, they might never get it again. Hence, they took a bold risk and sent out assassins.

Facts have proven that all their efforts were in vain.

In the blink of an eye, the day for Ye Fan to be discharged arrived.

Ye Fan, Mengyao, and Qiu Wen planned to return to the country.

Fire Phoenix, the Butcher, Leng Mei, Hua Yue, Dais, Bell, and others came to see them off.

"I really don’t want you to go; with the three of us united, what kind of enemy would dare be arrogant? Dominating the Underworld and becoming the number one force in the spotlight is just around the corner," the Butcher said reluctantly.

Truthfully, Fire Phoenix and the others are unwilling to see Ye Fan leave, but they didn’t insist on keeping him. Ye Fan has his own path, and they each have theirs.

"Without me, you all will still be invincible, unmatched," Ye Fan said earnestly. "Nowadays, the Underworld has no leader, and no single force can crush others to become the top. Only you can do it. In both strength and prestige, you’ve reached an unprecedented height. Don’t underestimate yourselves; it’s what you deserve."

"Of course," the Butcher said proudly. "Ask anyone; aside from us, which other force dares to challenge us? Our domination of the Underworld is well-deserved."

Indeed, that’s the case; Deceitful Fox and Sky Net are finished. No other force dares to proclaim dominance over the Underworld. With Terminator, Fire Phoenix, and the Butcher present, they don’t have what it takes. Even without the three, they’d still lack confidence.

"Strive hard; that leading position belongs to you," Ye Fan said.

"Naturally, rest assured, there’s definitely room for you," the Butcher said boldly. "Using the name Terminator as our banner couldn’t be better."

"Do whatever pleases you. I’m just a free agent, probably unable to contribute much," Ye Fan said calmly. "However, if you need me, don’t hesitate to ask. I’ll be there whenever called."

"That’s enough of a promise," the Butcher laughed heartily.

Mengyao and Fire Phoenix whispered on the side. Seeing Ye Fan and the Butcher were done talking, they turned to Ye Fan and interjected, "You need to be careful in everything; after returning home, take good care of yourself and avoid any strenuous activities."

After all, Ye Fan has just been discharged and needs good rest and recuperation. This was naturally a concern for Fire Phoenix.

"Got it," Ye Fan responded earnestly.

"With Mengyao taking care of me, I feel very assured. What I need to caution you about is to be extra careful; don’t be reckless like this time, stupidly risking yourself, such a bad deal," Fire Phoenix said meaningfully.

"Such a situation will never occur again; rest assured," Ye Fan promised.

"It better be that way, or we won’t let you off," Fire Phoenix said seriously.

"Alright, enough with the nagging or we’ll miss our flight," Ye Fan decisively interrupted, saying, "We’ll take a taxi to the airport. Everyone take care; until next time."

"Safe travels, all the best," Fire Phoenix and the Butcher bid farewell. To act discreetly, they didn’t personally accompany them to the airport; if they did, there’d be a significant impact considering their sensitive position, with many eyes watching.

"Take care, boss!" Leng Mei, Hua Yue, and others said respectfully.

"Take care of yourselves," Ye Fan said warmly.

Ye Fan, Mengyao, and Qiu Wen took a car to the airport quietly without alarming anyone.

At the hospital, Fire Phoenix and the Butcher continued to cover for them.

...

On the flight to the country, in the first-class cabin, Ye Fan, Mengyao, and Qiu Wen sat together.

The three didn’t engage in much conversation; eyes watching them made them instinctively cautious.

Indeed, it was surveillance.

Behind them, a man occasionally glanced at them; this man was Yu Weidong.

Having sorted his affairs abroad, he too was heading to the country.

"Who exactly is that person? He seems quite curious about our identities, wanting to greet us yet hesitating. Seeing his conflicted expression, I feel conflicted for him; if he’s an enemy, he doesn’t really look like one, but if he’s not, he seems quite hostile," Mengyao whispered into Ye Fan’s ear.

"When he first boarded the plane, he didn’t notice us; later, he did, and likely recognized us. So, it might be purely coincidental," Ye Fan said. As long as it’s not pre-planned, it’s fine, and besides, others are unaware of their secret return, so there couldn’t be any scheme.

"Should I drag him over and interrogate him?" Qiu Wen asked eagerly.

"Don’t act recklessly; just pretend not to notice him and see what he does," Ye Fan advised.

The three quieted down, not caring at all about Yu Weidong’s surveillance.

The plane soared through the clouds, traveling at high speed.

Yu Weidong’s blood flowed like the speeding aircraft, circulating quickly.

There was hatred, and also anger.

His expression and gaze were quite complex, masking unsettable killing intent and fury.

"Heaven has eyes, letting me encounter you. You must be the ones who killed the Young Master, sending men to kill him and using his heart," Yu Weidong harbored intense resentment.

About Zhao Hai’s death, apparently, he’s uncovered quite a lot of useful information.

For reasons unknown, he had decided Ye Fan, Mengyao, and the others were the culprits.

Having composed himself and calmed down, Yu Weidong stood up politely and asked, "Are you Ye Fan? Are you the CEO of Chu Group, Chu Mengyao?"

"Yes," Mengyao answered, "May I ask, what do you want? Who are you?"

Ye Fan didn’t speak but looked at Yu Weidong a few more times.

Mengyao didn’t recognize Yu Weidong, but towards this man who had been watching them for a long time, she remained highly alert.

"I’m just a nobody; my name, not important," Yu Weidong didn’t answer Mengyao directly and instead looked at Ye Fan with deep significance, "Mr. Ye, you’ve just had heart surgery, haven’t you?"

"Yes!" Ye Fan affirmed, wanting to see what this man intended to do.

"Sorry to bother you; goodbye," Yu Weidong returned to his seat.

"That was bizarre," Ye Fan and Mengyao exchanged glances.