Dinner was a joyful affair.

Ye Beichen hadn't had such a pleasant meal in a long time.

The girls got along well.

Ye Beichen stopped overthinking; he just wanted to find out who his mother was.

Did Ye Mingyuan really order his assassination?

"Young Master Ye! The Southeastern Martial Arts Association has sent a challenge letter!" Shen He walked in.

He handed Ye Beichen a yellowed envelope made of kraft paper.

"A challenge letter?"

Ye Beichen frowned.

He glanced at it briefly and tossed it aside, uninterested.

"Young Master Ye, what's the matter?" Shen He asked curiously.

Ye Beichen pointed to the letter. "See for yourself."

Shen He picked up the letter and his expression changed slightly. "The Martial Arts Association is inviting you to a life-or-death battle at the martial stage in three days?"

"That's the martial stage!"

"A place where even the laws of the Dragon Nation don't apply."

"For martial artists, grudges are too many, so there's an unwritten rule."

"Once a martial artist steps onto the martial stage, it's like signing a death warrant."

"The state won't pursue the death of a martial artist on the stage," Shen He said gravely.

"Not interested, I'm not going," Ye Beichen shook his head.

Shen He was taken aback. "You're not going?"

"What's the point? I don't want to waste time with them," Ye Beichen yawned, disinterested.

Shen He reminded him, "Young Master Ye, if you don't go, they'll call you a coward, and for a martial artist..."

"Let them say what they want. I'm not interested in reputation," Ye Beichen smiled slightly.

What good is reputation?

Can it be eaten?

Besides, Ye Beichen had already decided to set off for the Dragon Capital tomorrow!

He wanted to confront Ye Mingyuan and ask why he wanted him dead!

Who was his real mother?

Alive or dead?

Southeastern Martial Arts Association?

Martial stage?

Whoever wants to go can go!

"Ahem, alright..." Shen He coughed twice.

He thought to himself, are young people today really so carefree?

Night fell at the gates of the Ye Mansion.

A military-green jeep screeched to a halt.

A middle-aged man and a pair of young men and women in military uniforms stepped out.

All three wore military uniforms!

Especially noticeable was the dragon emblem on their chests.

Clearly not from an ordinary unit!

"I don't know what the Marshal is thinking, having us come here overnight to invite some young guy named Ye Beichen to join Dragon Soul?" the girl pouted, a bit disgruntled.

"Ye Beichen has been causing quite a stir lately!"

The young man beside her frowned and said, "He wiped out the Zhao family in Jiangbei, and the King of Jiangnan died because of him."

"I heard that recently he also destroyed the Island Nation Chamber of Commerce and killed War God Lingfeng's illegitimate son, Jun Wuhui!"

"Isn't he just a troublemaker? Why is he causing so much trouble everywhere?" the girl rolled her eyes, exasperated.

She was tall, over 1.7 meters.

Her slender waist was cinched by the military uniform, making it look delicate.

Her pretty face was makeup-free, her almond-shaped eyes wide open, and there was a hint of arrogance in her brows!

"I don't know why the Marshal wants to recruit someone like him either," the young man shook his head.

"Enough!"

The middle-aged man in uniform scolded, "Is it your place to question the Marshal's decisions?"

"Be careful, or I'll put you in detention when we get back!"

The young man in uniform immediately shut his mouth.

The girl, on the other hand, said charmingly, "Uncle Yu, if you don't tell, how would the Marshal know?"

"Please, I even paid my respects to you during the New Year."

"How can you be like this!"

"I can't do anything with you."

The man in uniform, Yu Tianlong, shook his head helplessly, showing a hint of affection. "If it weren't for the fact that I'm comrades with your parents, I'd definitely punish you two properly!"

These two were Yang Xuanhe and Tang Wenjun.

Both were children of Yu Tianlong's comrades.

They came from prominent families in the Dragon Capital!

"Thank you, Uncle Yu! Uncle Yu is the best!" Tang Wenjun stuck out her little tongue.

Yu Tianlong's expression turned serious. "We're here, stop fooling around."

"Xuanhe, go knock on the door."

"Yes."

Yang Xuanhe saluted and then quickly walked up the steps to knock on the door of the Ye Mansion.

A servant poked his head out and asked, puzzled, "Who are you looking for?"

Yang Xuanhe replied proudly, "Tell Ye Beichen that General Yu Tianlong of the Dragon Soul Special Forces' first team is here in person."

"Have Ye Beichen come out to greet us!"

"We have business with him!"

"Dragon Soul?" The servant's expression changed.

He wasn't an ordinary person but a martial artist.

Of course, he knew what Dragon Soul meant!

He hurried to report to Ye Beichen.

Meanwhile, after finishing his conversation with Shen He, Ye Beichen made a call to Wan Lingfeng. "I'm planning to head to the Dragon Capital tomorrow."

"I'll leave the safety of the Ye Mansion in your hands!"

"I don't want to come back and see anyone injured or in trouble."

Wan Lingfeng was shocked. "Master, are you... really going to the Dragon Capital?"

"Don't ask what you shouldn't," Ye Beichen said coldly.

"Yes, I understand," Wan Lingfeng replied.

After giving a few more instructions, Ye Beichen hung up the phone.

At this moment, a voice came from outside:

"Young Master Ye, someone is at the mansion gate claiming to be from the Dragon Soul Special Forces."

"Among them is a General Yu Tianlong who wants to see you!"

"Dragon Soul?"

Ye Beichen frowned. "Let's go take a look."

He walked all the way to the gate of the Ye Mansion and indeed saw three people standing at the bottom of the steps.

A middle-aged man stood as still as a mountain!

A young man stood with a straight back!

A young woman with an arrogant face!

The three formed a triangular formation, standing there upright.

Ye Beichen stood on the steps, not intending to go down to greet them, and asked calmly, "What do you want?"

"What's with your attitude?"

Tang Wenjun's temper flared.

They had been waiting for a long time, and Ye Beichen arrived leisurely.

He didn't even come down the steps, looking down on them from above!

It was infuriating!

Ye Beichen chuckled and shook his head lightly. "What attitude do you want? If you have business with me, speak up. If not, I'm leaving; I'm busy."

Dragon Soul had once sent Yu Youwei to kill him.

Although they failed!

But that's a fact, right?

They had sent someone to kill him, and they still expected him to have a good attitude?

If it weren't for Dragon Soul being part of the Dragon Nation's military, he might have acted directly.

"You!"

Tang Wenjun's beautiful eyes widened, not expecting Ye Beichen to speak to them like this.

She took a deep breath. "Didn't your servant explain clearly?"

"We're from the Dragon Soul Special Forces!"

"This is General Yu Tianlong! A General! Dragon Soul's General! Do you understand?"

"Oh."

Ye Beichen replied with a single word.

"You..." Tang Wenjun was so angry she could spit blood.

This guy was impervious to everything!

He didn't even care about Dragon Soul's General?

Yang Xuanhe's face was cold; he didn't like Ye Beichen at all!

He thought Ye Beichen was too pretentious!

Yu Tianlong, standing to the side, couldn't help but frown. "You're Ye Beichen?"

"That's me."

Ye Beichen nodded. "So, what do you want?"

Yu Tianlong was also stunned, infuriated by Ye Beichen's attitude.

He forced himself to suppress his anger and took out a commission letter. "Ye Beichen, this is a commission from Dragon Soul. From now on, you're a member of the Dragon Soul Special Forces."

"I'm your superior. Come sign this letter, and it will..."

Before he could say "take effect," Ye Beichen spat out three words: "Not interested!"

He turned, walked inside, and disappeared.

All in one go!

Leaving Yu Tianlong, Yang Xuanhe, and Tang Wenjun standing there, completely dumbfounded.