Yan Ling soon came out dressed, her laughing eyes looking at Ye Luo, her charming appearance becoming even more enchanting.

"Was someone’s mind wandering just now, thinking about certain places?" she teased.

Ye Luo rolled his eyes. This woman really needed a lesson, daring to flirt with him like that. If it weren’t for the salesperson stubbornly holding him back, he would have actually gone in.

"Be proactive, helping a lady carry things is basic manners for a gentleman!" Yan Ling looked at Ye Luo, pursed her lips, and handed over several black bags to him.

"I’m not a gentleman, I’m a hooligan, okay?" Even though he said that, Ye Luo still reached out to take the bags, curious about what kind of lingerie was inside, but he was too embarrassed to look with Yan Ling being there.

After wandering around for several hours, Yan Ling finally decided to leave when Ye Luo’s hands were full of bags.

But as they just arrived at the parking lot, a black business vehicle sped over and stopped right in front of them. The door opened, and several men in black suits and sunglasses stepped out.

These men had an extraordinary presence, seeming well-trained. Ye Luo even sensed a killing intent from one of them, the kind that belonged to someone hardened by blood and murder.

Without any change in expression, Ye Luo stepped forward, positioning himself in front of Yan Ling as he watched these people.

"Who are they?"

Yan Ling frowned slightly and asked, her worldly knowledge telling her that these were no ordinary men.

"Don’t know, but they’re definitely up to no good," Ye Luo responded straightforwardly.

"You’re Ye Luo, right?"

Then, a middle-aged man in a suit stepped out of the vehicle, the same one who had previously been with Che Taiming.

"I am Ye Luo. And who might you be?" Ye Luo asked nonchalantly.

"You don’t need to know who I am. Now, please come with us. Our young master wants to see you," the middle-aged man demanded.

"You’re not from Huaxia, are you?" Ye Luo remarked on the man’s accent.

"Correct, I’m from Goryeo. Our young master is the heir of the Goryeo Che Corporation, Che Taiming, also the brother of the second young master, Che Taixian, whom you killed. Now you get it," the middle-aged man explained.

"Oh, I see. So what? He wants to see me, and I’m supposed to just go with you? That’s not how it works with me," Ye Luo nodded, his expression remaining very calm.

"You..."

Seeing Ye Luo’s expression, anger flashed in the middle-aged man’s eyes. "If you don’t want to suffer, come with us willingly. Otherwise, if we get rough, it might hurt the beautiful lady behind you."

"Is that so? I don’t think so. If you dare to lay a hand on us, the ones getting hurt will be you, not us."

Ye Luo sneered, "Let me tell you this. If that so-called Crown Prince of yours wants to see me, let him come to me himself. Maybe I’ll be in the mood to grant him an audience. Expecting me to go to him is nothing but a pipe dream."

"There’s an ancient saying among your Huaxia people about not understanding the immensity of heaven and earth. Today, I’ll give that saying back to you," the middle-aged man said coldly, raising his hand, which undoubtedly signaled the impending assault on Ye Luo as soon as the hand dropped.

"We Huaxia people have another saying, which I’ll give to you: ’One who brings destruction upon oneself has no one else to blame!’"

Ye Luo struck back directly, having never been afraid of a fight.

"Attack!"

A flash of anger darted through the middle-aged man’s eyes as he shouted.

Instantly, these men in suits wearing sunglasses attacked Ye Luo, each one agile and decisive, obviously specially trained.

"Hmph, let’s see you strut your stuff now, kid!"

At that moment, the middle-aged man watched Ye Luo with a smug expression, his eyes glancing at Yan Ling and thought secretly: Such a beautiful woman is even more attractive than those celebrities from Goryeo. Maybe later I could...

However, his smile had not been on his face for long before a series of dull thuds were heard. The five or six elite guards from the Che Corporation were all sent flying, with one smashing directly onto him, knocking him to the ground with a wail.

"Too unchallenging. Bye-bye, I’m not playing with you anymore."

Ye Luo waved his hand, got into the red sports car with Yan Ling, and sped away.

"Bastard!"

The middle-aged man, trapped underneath, roared furiously.

After he got up, he looked at his men on the ground and couldn’t help but feel a shiver of fear. These were elites, and amongst them was even an assassin, there to take down Ye Luo with a surprise move when he was not paying attention.

But now, whether they were elites or the assassin, they were all indistinguishably lying down, without even landing a hit on Ye Luo. No wonder the second young master had died at this guy’s hands.

Inside the sports car, Yan Ling looked at Ye Luo and said, "It seems like they are from the Che Corporation. They seem to be after you."

"Don’t worry, no matter how many of them come at me with that kind of strength, I’ll handle as many as I need to. Just consider it a bit of exercise."

Ye Luo hummed dismissively.

"It’s still better to be careful, to prevent any accidents," Yan Ling warned. She knew the power of the Che Corporation well, and once they confirmed Ye Luo’s true capabilities, a thunderous assault of assassins would come one after another!

Inside a suite of a five-star hotel in Zhonghai, when the middle-aged man walked in with a bruised face, Che Taiming’s eyebrows furrowed.

"What happened?"

"Eldest young master, that guy is too strong. He laid out all six elite guards in just a few moves, and he was extremely arrogant, completely disregarding our Che Corporation,"

The middle-aged man exaggerated, his eyes shimmering with a sinister light.

Bang!

Che Taiming slammed his palm on the crystal coffee table in front of him, and the tempered glass shattered instantly, scattering pieces everywhere, startling the middle-aged man into retreating again and again.

"I want to see what this kid has to boast about so arrogantly. I will ensure he dies a particularly gruesome death," Che Taiming coldly huffed, his eyes flickering with a cold glint.

Inside a house in Zhonghai, Wang Ruofeng sat there looking at the documents in his hand, while Mingyue and Chen Chen stood in front of him.

"Team leader, based on our sudden interrogation of Lang Kun over the past two days, although he has not fully disclosed the secret he controls, after a series of investigations and analyses, we believe that Lang Kun must have discovered an ancient artifact of immense value to our country. It seems that the Maple Leaf Organization is after the whereabouts of this ancient artifact from him," Chen Chen said solemnly.