CHAPTER 539: CHAPTER 458: THE GIFT IS TOO HEAVY (FIVE UPDATES)

The Zongheng Two Elders had been renowned for many years, yet perhaps they never expected to die so easily.

"No, I don’t believe it, I don’t believe it!"

Jian Chen was already in despair, but he still screamed hysterically, his eyes bloodshot, but his cries were so pale and powerless.

Ye Qingfeng turned his cold gaze toward Jian Chen and said coldly, "I’ve said it before, even if you were given a hundred more years, you would still be nothing but trash before me."

"The three of you have significant ties to ’Divine Punishment.’ Today, your deaths are well-deserved!"

Ye Qingfeng gestured, prompting Chu Xiangdong and the others to step forward. Strong bodyguards in black suits advanced and immediately took the three away.

Bai Wan’er opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but seeing Ye Qingfeng’s cold gaze, she swallowed her words back down.

Ye Qingfeng was the absolute authority of the Southern Base, known as "Mr. Ye." What good could come of Jian Chen and his family’s plot to kill him?

Fang Meilian and Bai Gang still stood there, dumbstruck, their minds entirely frozen, unable to function.

Everything that had happened today constantly challenged their worldviews and outlooks on life.

Ye Qingfeng looked at Bai Wan’er and once again smiled, showing his teeth.

"Bai Wan’er, perhaps I’ve been too harsh with you before, but I, Ye Qingfeng, never apologize!"

He spread his hands and continued, "I can only say, from today onwards, you are a friend of mine, Ye Qingfeng. No one can bully you, and if you need my help, you can ask anytime."

Ye Qingfeng’s tone was sincere, and Bai Wan’er knew Ye Qingfeng’s pride soared higher than the heavens. To say such words was already a rare thing.

She smiled sweetly, playfully saying, "Since we’re friends, shouldn’t you call me Wan’er?"

Ye Qingfeng stroked his chin, thought for a long time, and then nodded.

"Mr. Ye is mighty!"

Those influential figures from all directions suddenly erupted in a wave of cheers as if they were offering tribute to a god.

"Mr. Ye is Xiao Feng?"

Fang Meilian and Bai Gang finally understood the name being shouted by these people, their eyes filled with shock, disbelief, shame, and fear as they turned to Ye Qingfeng.

The Huaxia Martial Arts World once again spread an astonishing piece of news: the Invincible War God, Ye Jiujie, killed the Zongheng Two Elders at the Royal Hotel in Jiangbei City at the Northern Base.

A few days later.

Ye Qingfeng was sitting in the Qi Yun Mountain Peak Villa, with Bai Wan’er smiling beside him. Bai Gang and Fang Meilian appeared to still be dreaming, looking at Ye Qingfeng with a restrained expression.

Especially Bai Gang, who scarcely dared to meet Ye Qingfeng’s gaze, his heart filled with immense trepidation.

"Xiao Feng, are you really ’Mr. Ye’?"

Fang Meilian, who was closer to Ye Qingfeng, was the first to speak.

"Aunt Fang, if you have any questions, feel free to ask!" Ye Qingfeng said with a smile, "Yes, Mr. Ye is me!"

Hearing Ye Qingfeng’s answer, Fang Meilian still found it hard to believe. The first time she met Ye Qingfeng was when he saved her in another city, and at that time, he was in rags with countless holes in his clothes, looking nothing like someone of great significance or capability.

Even after more than two years, when Ye Qingfeng came to Jiangnan City to find her, he still looked like a beggar, destitute, and shabby. Yet now, Ye Qingfeng had suddenly risen to become "Mr. Ye," someone whom countless elites and influential figures of the Southern Base could only look up to.

Though hard to believe, Fang Meilian had to accept it. The battle between Ye Qingfeng and those two powerful elders at the Royal Hotel in Jiangbei City was enough to attest to Ye Qingfeng’s extraordinariness.

After everything was over, normally those elite figures she couldn’t even get a chance to meet or say a word to were enthusiastically calling her Sister Fang, eagerly handing their business cards, seeking cooperation, and even directly offering to invest in her company.

She understood well that these people were so polite to her because of Ye Qingfeng. Her company’s issues were resolved and even better than before by countless times.

At a word, gathering influencers and bigwigs from Jiangnan and Jiangbei, only "Mr. Ye" had such power.

"How can you be Mr. Ye? Aren’t you still studying?"

Fang Meilian looked puzzled. Bai Wan’er was curiously watching Ye Qingfeng too.

Though she knew about Ye Qingfeng’s skills and methods, she didn’t know how Ye Qingfeng had reached the height in the Southern Base that no one could attain in just a few months.

"How should I put it!" Ye Qingfeng extended his palm, with a swirling mass of Spiritual Energy moving within it.

"In short, everything I possess, I created with my own strength, the power to control life and death!"

After Ye Qingfeng finished speaking, the spiritual power dissipated. He didn’t want to explain too much to Fang Meilian and the others; it wasn’t something that could be clarified in just a few words.

"The power to control life and death!"

Fang Meilian and Bai Gang exchanged a glance, recalling the heart-stirring battle at the Royal Hotel, with the power to instantly destroy floors, which indeed could control life and death.

"Aunt Fang, I have always been very grateful to you!" Ye Qingfeng directed his gaze to Fang Meilian and recalled, "Over two years ago, although I saved you, you were also friends with my aunt, providing me a place to stay when I had nowhere else to go!"

"That was undoubtedly a godsend during my most difficult times when I first arrived in Jiangnan City!"

Ye Qingfeng’s voice was low, filled with emotion.

At that time, he was stripped of his Bloodline and banished from the Extraordinary Realm, feeling utterly disheartened.

It was Aunt Fang who gave him warmth.

Bai Wan’er looked at Ye Qingfeng’s handsome profile, her heart bewildered. It was the first time she saw such a weathered expression on Ye Qingfeng’s face.

"It seems he has also suffered a lot!"

Ye Qingfeng took a piece of paper and a card from his pocket and placed them on the coffee table. The note had Lei Ye’s phone number.

"Aunt Fang, if the company faces any financial issues in the future, call this number. The Nine Tribulations Group will provide you any help!"

"Also, this Huaxia Bank Card contains a billion in funds. Manage it well."

Fang Meilian was stunned, Bai Wan’er was shocked, and Bai Gang couldn’t find words to say for a long while.

The Nine Tribulations Group was a recently emerged super conglomerate with an estimated investment worth over a trillion.

Unexpectedly, Ye Qingfeng was the person behind this group.

To give such a generous gift, Ye Qingfeng just gave it away so easily!

Fang Meilian instinctively pushed the bank card back to Ye Qingfeng.

"Xiao Feng, please don’t do this; this gift is too much, and Aunt Fang cannot accept it!"

Even though Ye Qingfeng had a surprised identity and immense capability, Fang Meilian was not a shameless person who wanted to be indebted to Ye Qingfeng so much.

At that time, she took Ye Qingfeng in, it was just a small act; Qin Yan was her good friend, and she never thought it would give Ye Qingfeng such great help.

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