Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 1118: Hero in the Heart

Shi Fei still looked the same, but it was evident that he could feel that both he and the Eagle Team gave Ye Fengsheng a high degree of respect, even more so than Major Li.

It should be said that describing it with respect is more appropriate.

After all, Ye Fengsheng who could emerge unscathed at a hundred meters, land unharmed, and crush a dragon with his own strength, is undoubtedly the greatest hero in everyone's heart. If it were ancient times, he would be a revered marshal guarding a region.

Everyone was speaking with their fists. Fists were the truth. When they had fists, they wouldn't bully others. These people were enough to convince them.

After all, if you consider yourself a substitute, if you possess power like Ye Fengsheng, when encountering people like yourself, you'd think of many provoking words. Then, the outcome would move in that direction. We have a good idea, but no one is willing to honestly admit it.

Yet everyone knew, regardless of whether they or their comrades, they wouldn't stop being like Ye Fengsheng. It was precisely for this reason that they respected Ye Fengsheng even more.

"Where's Fang Chen?"

Ye Fengsheng completely ignored these people's expectations of him. He came here to do business, resolve his desires. He didn't have time to accept the elderly's praise.

"Mr. Ye, do you know who those people were just now?"

Major Li followed him out, gazing at Ye Fengsheng and said, "They...they...they're too strange! It's completely unlike a normal person!"

Yes, this change is unimaginable. It still lingered in Li Shaoxiao's mind. If he hadn't been taken down by Hu Gang, he might've run too fast. I'm afraid he'd directly grab one to ask. Now that the people are dead, thinking about it won't help. So, he focused all his curiosity on Ye Fengsheng, hoping Ye Fengsheng could provide a clear answer.

"I don't know," I didn't expect Fengfeng to coldly respond. "You should ask yourself this question; what use is there in asking me?"

As he spoke, he looked around while readying to find a path leading to Fang Chen.

"But they're already dead."

Major Li swallowed his saliva, glancing at the curly white-haired person. He knew Ye Fengsheng was mostly articulate, but this woman was different. It's a difficult person to converse with.

"Who told you they were dead?"

Ye Fengsheng impatiently glanced back at him and said, "You just shattered them, not killed them. Losing the ability to move doesn't mean you've killed them."

"What?"

Not just Lieutenant Li. Even the Eagle Team members who heard these words looked at Ye Fengsheng with confused expressions. They'd never heard the term "tear a person into pieces of meat." They were all shattered but not dead. How could they have killed someone?

Especially Meng Hu, who kills with bare hands, was utterly confused.

What's that strange saying "lost mobility"? Before this, it was hard not to wait for someone to shoot someone's head. This isn't victory but merely a blow to make someone lose the ability to think.

"Whose family knows, if you have any questions, you can ask whose family."

The impatient wave of his hand made Ye Fengsheng look forward to the incoming stone, "Where's Fang Du?"

"Yes, sir."

Li Zhengshi flew towards Ye Fengsheng, saluted, then loudly reported, "The target is currently in Nanyu Club, three blocks southeast, entered three hours ago and hasn't emerged yet!"

Ye Feng slightly frowned, looked back at Zhang Luo, and waved to the nearby Eagles. "There's nothing fit for you here. If you want to see the results, wait here. If you don't want to see, your task is complete. Relieve vigilance and surveillance."

With that said, before Li and others could react, he had already stepped towards Shi Fei's direction.

"You guys..."

The words suddenly stopped, gazing at Ye Fengsheng's departing figure. Major Li could only press his lips low, looking at his subordinates with a very complex expression.

Amidst the vast crowd, Ye Feng walked slowly.

With every step, the primal image of the sword from Mang Mountain involuntarily flashed in his mind, making his heartbeat grow ever more intense. With the naked eye, his steps quickly retracted until finally he directly stood still, closing his eyes.

A layer of shimmering sweat emerged from his forehead under the sunlight's reflection. After a brief pause, he couldn't resist the compelling pull of his heart, slowly sliding down his eyes, eye corners, and cheeks.

"Tick and answer."

Sweat fell onto the ground, raising dust imperceptible to the naked eye, soon drying on the burning ground exposed to sunlight.

The guards at the door seemed to have temporarily received some messages, abruptly retracting the arms they intended to stop Ye Fengsheng with. They rushed towards the leaf with the help of the wind.

Walking through the long corridor, you can see the pebbled path filled with bananas, surrounded by artificial trickling streams. Then, there's an open-air garden intentionally decorated with mountain views. The golden sunlight spills on the ground through towering trees and the speckled banana leaves.

In the garden, people chatting seemed to notice Ye Fengsheng's unfamiliar face, glancing to some extent. Then, some couldn't help but frown.

Not because of Ye Feng's voice, but because of the white-haired person.

This is a private gathering. All those who come here are big fish and CEOs who can sail at Yong'an Port. This isn't a comfortable place. Encountering a few unfamiliar faces didn't matter. And those who took it as a game from outrageous clothing, not caring, were somewhat loathsome.

Among a group of distinguished individuals, dressed in clothes, walking with their heads and chests held high, someone's mouth could make Adaa shocked, adding two unknowing conversations. This clearly diminished the entire meeting.

I don't know who was so mindless, actually inviting these two fools in a daze.

By the flower bed, a man in a white suit ignored the crowd's differences, gestured to a waiter, glancing at Ye Fengsheng and Luoluo. The compliant waiter approached with a tray and asked these two with a pleasant voice: "What would you like to drink with these two drinks?"

Ye Feng shook his head indicating no need. Then he asked, "Where's Fengdust?"

The waiter awkwardly smiled. Sir smiled and said, "Anyone who can enter the club is a big figure in our terms. I know where the people have the right to know their names."

Then he bent down, picked up a tray, and handed it to Luoluo, "Miss, would you like a drink?"

She glanced at the bottle on the tray, wrinkled her nose, shook her head.

Thus, the waiter felt quite helpless too. He flashed a smile of apology at both of them, then turned to leave in the direction he came from, but had a subtle hint on his face.

Having sensed this gesture, the suited man beside the garden didn't get angry. Zhang Dalang displayed a charming smile, raised the wine glass from the table, walked to Ye Fengsheng, raised the glass, and gently clinked. He asked nonchalantly: "This friend seems unfamiliar, where do you come from?"

Ye Feng slightly frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Naturally it has nothing to do with me," said the man in the suit. He wasn't embarrassed at all, following Ye Feng's voice naturally. "Only this Nanyu Tree has some of my shares. I happened to see them, and the grown-ups… wasn't among them."

Ye Feng raised his eyebrow and looked at him, "So what?"

"Please tell me your background. If fortunate, you might stay for a drink and make a friend. If unfortunate, let me know your intentions and leave by yourself. Don't let Chu Ziyuan feel awkward."