Chapter 1007: Chapter 1003: Tang Dashao Humiliates Himself

“I went out for some errands, just came back, and now we need to go inside,” Tantai Wanrong said firmly.

Secretary Sun said with difficulty, “Deputy Mayor Tantai, it’s not that we’re stopping you, it’s just that there was a terrorist attack here, and we’ve received information that you’re among the targets. The city government has already prepared a safe place for you, so you might…”

“Isn’t this the safest place under your strict surveillance?” Tantai Wanrong questioned, “Or is the security system of Jingzhao City just an empty shell? Can terrorists commit crimes right under your nose?”

Secretary Sun’s expression turned very unpleasant. After consulting with people from the armed police system, he waved his hand and said, “Let Deputy Mayor Tantai and them pass through. Deploy another 300 armed police officers, and contact the military to dispatch helicopters. We can’t let this matter escalate!”

Because the terrorist attack in Jingzhao City has already made the media, even the city government can’t suppress it. Many things must be made public.

Tantai Wanrong led the way, with Ye Fan, Li Zhaojun, and Min Shang walking behind her. As they entered the hotel lobby, there were still scattered blood stains on the floor from the previous explosion, some people died, and forensic experts were at the scene collecting evidence.

“We’re going to the sixteenth floor!” Tantai Wanrong said to the armed police blocking the way ahead.

Secretary Sun followed, arranging personnel to escort Tantai Wanrong and others upstairs.

On the sixteenth floor, as they stepped out of the elevator, they saw someone entangled with Sun Ning at the door of the suite where Ye Fan previously stayed; it was that “Mr. Tang”, Tang Boheng.

“Mr. Tang, my young miss is resting inside and doesn’t want to be disturbed by others, please return,” Sun Ning refused politely while trying to block him.

Tang Boheng was almost furious and said, “What are you? I have an engagement with your young miss, we’re getting married next year, and you still dare stop me? Do you believe… I’ll fire you?”

“Mr. Tang, I’m just following my young miss’s wishes, no matter what you do, leave first,” Sun Ning said helplessly. She knew her young miss had no chance with Mr. Tang anymore, and although she couldn’t get angry due to politeness, being threatened was never pleasant for a girl.

Tang Boheng continued to sneer, “The family rules state that the woman must have a maid upon marriage, and you’re just a maid…”

As he spoke, Tang Boheng actually began to touch Sun Ning, and he had some vague martial arts skills, which Sun Ning, as a regular professional woman, was no match for.

Supported by Li Zhaojun, Ye Fan walked over and asked, “What are you doing?”

Tang Boheng was startled by the voice, turned around, saw Ye Fan, snickered first, then his eyes quickly fell on the stunning Li Zhaojun and Min Shang, exclaiming, “Who are you?”

Sun Ning quickly composed herself and came over, saying, “Mr. Ye, you’re back? Please come in.”

Saying this, she directly opened Han Qing’er’s room door, which made Tang Boheng even angrier.

“Who’s this weakling? Qing’er sees him but not me?” Tang Boheng nearly went mad, his Qi Force surged, but his skills were not high; even Tantai Wanrong, who just began cultivating immortality, could easily subdue him.

As they were talking, Han Qing’er came out in a formal outfit with an arrogant expression.

“Qing’er, you finally came out. Who’s this pretty boy? What’s your deal with him…” Tang Boheng stepped forward ready to question Han Qing’er.

“None of your business!” Han Qing’er said with a look of fierce determination. “I’ve written to your father; the marriage between us is canceled. From now on, there’s no connection between Han’s and Tang’s. You can get out!”

“What did you say?” Tang Boheng was utterly enraged, pointing at Ye Fan and saying, “Just for this pretty boy, weakling? Watch me kill him!”

Tang Boheng had some ancient martial arts skills, a strong family background, making someone disappear was nothing to him. But he clearly underestimated the skills of these people. Even before Ye Fan practiced immortality, Tang Boheng was no match for him.

Tang Boheng threw a punch at Ye Fan’s face, bringing a gust of wind, this punch could at least knock someone out or even fracture their skull.

But his punch stopped mid-air, as if hitting an air wall, unable to advance even a fraction.

Although Ye Fan was injured, his Nascent Soul Stage cultivation made dealing with such a non-cultivating mortal extremely easy.

“Cough, since you’re the young master of Tang Corporation, we won’t make it difficult. Leave,” Ye Fan coughed and said.

“You…” Tang Boheng tried several more times but still couldn’t hit Ye Fan.

At that moment, Han Qing’er suddenly stretched out her hand, “Smack!” slapping Tang Boheng across the face, leaving him dazed.

“You toad who wants to eat swan meat, don’t you look at yourself? With the power of Tang’s, you want an alliance with Han’s?” Han Qing’er sneered, “If you don’t leave, I’ll call someone to throw you out!”

Tang Boheng was slapped by the woman he liked, his face turned blue-red, but knowing the formidable skills of these people, he didn’t want more humiliation. He coldly left a word, “Just wait and see!” and hurried downstairs, evidently genuinely angry and certainly planning revenge.

“Master!”

Once Tang Boheng left, Han Qing’er lost all arrogance on her face, and instead, she became very humble, directly kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to Ye Fan without any reservations, even with Sun Ning present.

“Cough, stand up, let’s talk inside,” Ye Fan said as he walked into the room. Tantai Wanrong came in, glaring fiercely at Han Qing’er. Knowing Han’s connection with Ye Fan, she had no fondness whatsoever for Han.

Han Qing’er entered the room, followed by Sun Ning, who closed the door.

Ye Fan sat down on the sofa, Han Qing’er didn’t walk up to him but crawled over on all fours.

“Master, that Tang… it wasn’t me…”

Han Qing’er had just spoken half a sentence when Ye Fan raised his hand to stop her, “Your affairs, I don’t want to know. I’m injured and need recovery; if you have something to do, go ahead.”

“I… I’m fine.”

Scared of disturbing Ye Fan’s healing, Han Qing’er quickly shrank back to the corner of the wall. The most awkward now was Sun Ning. The young miss she respected was kneeling, yet she was standing, which felt a bit inverted in terms of status, but as a modern woman, she couldn’t be as fawning as Han Qing’er. Moreover, she believed Ye Fan was an enlightened and forgiving man, thinking kneeling to Ye Fan insulted not herself but showed disrespect to Ye Fan.

“Miss Sun, if you’re free, you may leave,” Ye Fan said to Sun Ning, “If there’s anything, just notify me via the internal phone.”

“Yes, Mr. Ye. Miss, I’ll leave now.”

After saying that, Sun Ning realized Han Qing’er didn’t even care about her feelings and opened the door out of distress.

Ye Fan then sat on the bed, began meditating to recover, while Li Zhaojun and Min Shang stood guard for him.