"Calling them Black Masters every time, are they your dads?"

"Even if they were your dads, they need to follow the rules to attend the ceremony."

"First, go through security, then present the ceremony invitation!"

Ye Huan's gaze gradually turned cold.

If all the security staff were like Zheng Jie, the venue would be in chaos!

Moreover, Zheng Jie insisted on letting the Blacks in without passing security, without an invitation, almost putting Zhang Huimin in extreme danger!

Therefore, Ye Huan was very dissatisfied with Zheng Jie!

He even suspected whether Zheng Jie was in cahoots with the Black man, seeking to harm Zhang Huimin.

As Ye Huan thought this, his peripheral vision fixed on the last of the six Blacks, a burly man with a blank expression.

Mild murderous intent arose in his heart.

But, it wasn't the right time!

"Crown Prince, why are you insulting the Black Masters like this? I have Huaxia blood flowing in me. I'm not qualified, nor suitable, to be their daughter, and..." Zheng Jie explained: "They came last minute for the ceremony, so they don't have an invitation."

"No invitation, yet you let them in. What if something happens, can you take the blame?" Ye Huan sneered, internally thinking Zheng Jie was truly spinning the worst kind of nonsense.

Simply a disgrace to the nation!

"I absolutely can."

Zheng Jie responded, believing the Blacks were bodyguards of a bigwig who had briefed her, unlikely to cause trouble at the venue.

"Miss Zheng, could you handle this quickly or the Young Master will get impatient, and there will be consequences!" the leader of the Blacks spoke impatiently.

Zheng Jie was terrified, turned to communicate with Ye Huan.

Ye Huan's attitude was very clear, coldly sweeping over the Blacks, his tone icy: "Even if the King himself came today, without an invitation or passing security, don't even think of stepping into the hall!"

"That tone, it's really damn louder than my old man's foot odor!"

Right after Ye Huan spoke.

A voice swearing came from not afar!

As the swearing ended, a young man walked over with his hands behind his back!

The man wore a sharp gray-white suit, sported a slicked-back hairstyle, wore a customized emerald Rolex on his wrist, exuding extraordinary aura.

His face was gloomy, and his gaze locked onto Ye Huan was intensely grim!

"The King himself has arrived!"

"I don't have an invitation, nor have I passed security!"

The man pointed to himself, grimacing and asked: "Are you saying I can't enter the hall?"

"Get out."

Ye Huan's response was just one word.

Instantly, the man's face turned beet red with anger.

"Crown Prince, you're mighty impressive, but you lack the authority to tell this young master to 'get out,' he's your cousin, Ye Family's Third Young Master — Ye Ming." Zheng Jie smiled blandly: "Ye Family holds 49% of Li Corporation's shares, Young Master Ye Ming is considered a major shareholder in the company, absolutely within his rights to attend the ceremony without an invitation. Further, bringing bodyguards for his safety is completely justifiable."

Zheng Jie subtly hinted to Ye Huan that the bigwig behind these Blacks is Ye Ming!

"Did you hear? I'm a major shareholder, you won't let me in? Well, I'm going in! I'm bringing people in too!" Ye Ming said viciously to Ye Huan.

He finished speaking and moved to bring the Black bodyguards into the hall.

"Stop, you can't go in!" Li Daniu spread his arms, blocking the doorway.

"Kid, you're asking for death!"

A Black man, his face fierce, swung a fist the size of an iron bag!

Li Daniu was terrified, shivered violently, but still refused to move aside.

But at this moment.

"Get out!"

This time, Ye Huan uttered the word, incomparably cold, his eyes emitting a chilling light, murderous intent exposed!

Making the last Black man's eyelids twitch, his face paled slightly.

Others, including the Black man swinging his fist, felt chills down their spines, found breathing somewhat difficult.

Among these, Ye Ming was the weakest, his privates almost wet.

Coming to his senses, Ye Ming couldn't help clenching his fists, feeling intensely aggrieved!

He nearly peed his pants because of Ye Huan's one word.

He came to put Ye Huan in his place, yet lost in the first encounter, a disgrace indeed!

The more Ye Ming thought, the angrier he got, and completely devastated, pointed at Ye Huan, saying: "Kid, stop standing there all cocky! Let me tell you, I'm the grandson Grandpa spoils most, almost established as the family's successor; you mess with me, you'll face dire consequences!"

"Chosen as the successor?" Ye Huan couldn't help but chuckle lightly and mock: "Then the Ye Family's future is really quite 'unpredictable.'"

Ye Huan merely voiced his thoughts.

But when these words reached Ye Ming's ears, they carried a different meaning!

Ye Ming boiled over on the spot!

Besides discontent with Ye Huan over the Dragon Fragrance matter, he intensely feared Ye Huan!

The world looked up to Ye Huan, he became Huaxia's national hero!

He wiped out the Chen Family and became a hero against tyranny!

He rescued veterans, denounced actors, and became the national heartthrob!

These three honors made Ye Huan immensely dazzling!

Ye Ming was extremely envious, fearing his position as successor was under threat!

Now hearing Ye Huan say such words, he subconsciously thought Ye Huan wanted to contend for Ye Family's succession!

Dragon Fragrance was taken, and now succession rights too? Who could endure this!

Ye Huan must be discredited as soon as possible!

Now... he's about to give Ye Huan a "profound" lesson!

Ye Ming jumped in a rage, stomped heavily, and pointed at Ye Huan's nose, angrily swore: "Get out of the way! I'm entering the hall today no matter what; if you obstruct me again, you'll face dire consequences!"

He just finished speaking.

The few Blacks rolled up their shirt sleeves, revealing muscular arms resembling formidable dragon arms, exuding ferocious gleams, faces turning mischievously unsympathetic: "Kid, given you're a cousin of Young Master Ming, we won't make this hard for you, hurry and get out of the way!"

At a timely moment, Zheng Jie spoke again, "kindly reminding" Ye Huan with schadenfreude: "Crown Prince, Young Master Ming's bodyguards are all famously renowned in the American boxing scene, each one possesses the fighting prowess of several dozen, comparable to Tyson the Boxing King, better let them in soon."

"What if I don't?"

"If not, bear the consequences!" Ye Ming cursed coldly!

"Then I shall see what consequences I'll have."

Ye Huan's face showed mockery, no intention of moving aside.

This matched Ye Ming's intentions!

"Hit him until he doesn't recognize his own mom!" Ye Ming furiously jumped, fingers viciously slashed through the air a few times!

Ventilate anger!

The Blacks roared thunderously, throwing punches at Ye Huan and Li Daniu!

These Blacks were burly and sturdy like huge gorillas, their bulging muscles delivering an intense visual impact!

As they charged over, the momentum resembled several mountains; guests nearby felt like a heavy stone was pressed against their hearts, struggling to breathe!

The momentum was overwhelming!

Truly deserving of Tyson-level boxing kings!

Li Daniu at the core of the momentum was even more terrified, standing in place, shivering violently, striving to draw out the electric baton but unable to muster the strength to swing!

But at this moment, Ye Huan moved!