<h4>Chapter 327: Chapter 325: Zhong Family’s Eldest Young Master, Zhong Buwang!</h4>


    Get up and head to Tianyun International.


    Upon arriving at the security office, Ye Huan squinted his eyes.


    Wuling Fei met his gaze, her eyes narrowing as well.


    "Hey, beauty, barging into someone else’s office isn’t really good, is it?" Ye Huan’s tone was somewhat unpleasant, as he plopped down on the sofa.


    "Not barging, I’ve reported to yourpany’s front desk."


    "Reported, huh? Without my permission, they let you into my office?"


    "That’s yourpany’s employees’ negligence, not my problem. I entered this office legally and with approval, under reported circumstances." Wuling Fei continued drinking her tea, speaking nonchntly.


    "Here for something?" Ye Huan kept a stern face, not continuing with the previous question.


    "Of course, I have a purpose."


    Wuling Fei took out a notebook and a ck pen, then continued, "First, tell me, in detail, how you saved my family’sdy; second, exin why your personal file is ssified as SSS-level top secret; third, after leaving the State Guest Hotel yesterday, where did you go?"


    "First, noment; second, you are not qualified to know; third, noment." Ye Huan’s response was extremely crisp.


    Wuling Fei’smanding tone made Brother Huan very displeased.


    "Bang!"


    Wuling Fei mmed the table and stood up angrily, "Don’t y tricks on me, answer my questions honestly!"


    Ye Huan chuckled lightly, the corners of his mouth curling into a disdainful arc, "Answer your questions? Who are you, a cop or a special ops soldier? Pray tell, under what capacity are you ’interrogating’ me? Also, an SSS-level top secret file is exactly that—SSS level. Are you sure you have the qualification to inquire about my file? If you had that qualification, why don’t you go investigate personally? What’s the point of asking me here?"


    Ye Huan’s expression turned serious, even making a "please" gesture.


    Wuling Fei was left speechless.


    Indeed, she had retired from the Special Service Bureau and had no authority to interrogate anyone.


    An SSS-level top secret file, even the director of the Special Service Bureau, Ye Tiance, would have to get permission from top central authority to qualify for ess.


    The first question was about wanting to know the exact events when Ye Qiqing was assassinated.


    The second question involved friends from the Special Service Bureau trying to ess Ye Huan’s files and records, but the result was inessible—SSS-level top secret!


    The third question was because the "King of Middle East Mercenaries" codenamed Crow was found dead on Chunxi Mountain Road 1. Surveince footage showed that the Rolls-Royce Phantom driven by Ye Huan coincidentally passed Chunxi Road, heading towards Chunxi Mountain Road 1; thus, she wanted to ask about the situation.


    Wuling Fei gritted her teeth, saying, "Ye Huan, I am speaking as a friend of a special ops soldier to you..."


    "Have the special ops soldier bring credentials, your empty words—how can I trust your nonsense? Who’s to say you’re really a friend of a special ops soldier and not a criminal?"


    Ye Huan scoffed, interrupting Wuling Fei, giving her no face at all.


    Brother Huan could tell from the party, from Wuling Fei’s keen reflexes and sharp insight, she was at least a special ops soldier, if not something else.


    But hermand-like questioning tone, it really pissed Brother Huan off!


    Brother Huan is very displeased, and the consequences are serious!


    "You..."


    Wuling Fei was infuriated, then angrily said, "Then I’ll bring my friend over. If you still don’t answer then, bear the consequences yourself!"


    Throwing down this word filled with threats, she stuffed the notebook and ck pen back into the pocket of her ck trench coat, turned around, and left.


    "Kneel down, take it!"


    Just as Wuling Fei left the security office, a loud shout could be heard.


    This shout made Brother Huan spray out the water he had just drunk.


    Damn, who the hell dares to give such an "order" to Wuling Fei, this former special ops soldier?


    "What? This young master told you to kneel down, take it, didn’t you understand?"


    The shout carried a bit more anger.


    The water Ye Huan just drank in was sprayed out again.


    Wow, I’ve seen bold people, but this is the first time I’ve seen someone this bold!


    Ye Huan couldn’t help but feel embarrassed, got up, and walked outside.


    A man dressed in a seven-million-dor custom Armani Griff suit, wearing one-hundred-sixty-thousand-dor Vantys Cover crocodile leather shoes, with a three-hundred-forty-thousand-dor 2020 all-diamond custom Rolex Storm God watch on his wrist, hair slicked back to a high shine, stood with hands behind his back, looking at Wuling Fei with a sinister grin.


    Wuling Fei was stunned for a moment, then mes of anger rose in her eyes.


    Kneel down, take it?


    Not to mention being a special ops soldier for so many years, even after retiring from the Special Service Bureau for so long, who dares to offend her like this?


    Combined with the frustration from just getting belittled by Ye Huan without a ce to vent, now she was truly enraged.


    With a "click" sound, she clenched her fist tightly.


    Her gaze turned cold, and her voice was chilling, "What did you just...say?"


    "Kneel! Take it for this young master! Are you deaf!?"


    Zhong Buwang still stood with his hands behind his back, in amanding and sinister tone, directly stating—even upon seeing Wuling Fei’s change in emotion, he didn’t show an inch of concession.


    In his view, he was the eldest young master of the Zhong Family and a Dragon Gate’s disciple. No one was qualified to defy his order, not even Ye Qiqing...


    This hallway near the security office had already attracted arge crowd of onlookers.


    The two receptionists looked embarrassed, wanting to stop him, but dared not step forward.


    With his attire totaling over ten million and the aura of a high-status individual that he constantly exudes, this man was obviously not ordinary.


    Seeing Ye Huan poke his head out, they blinked, meaning whether they should kick him out.


    Ye Huan slowly shook his head, the corner of his mouth slightly curling.


    Kicking him out? Just kidding, it’s boring anyway, isn’t watching a drama just perfect?


    "Are you Ye Huan?" Zhong Buwang moved his gaze to Ye Huan and questioned.


    "Yes."


    After getting a confirmation, Zhong Buwang pointed to the side, his grin still sinister, "I’ll deal with youter. For now, get lost!"


    Have to say, his tone is arrogant, very arrogant.


    People like this, walking down the street, usually get beaten up!


    Ye Huan also wanted to p him twice.


    But... watching the drama is more important!


    Ye Huan raised his brows and took a step back.


    On the surface, it was a small step back, but in the eyes of others, it signified retreat.


    Wuling Fei almost spat out old blood when she saw this.


    You, a man, beingmanded and scolded in such an unfriendly manner in public, you’re retreating so fast? Can’t you have a bit of backbone, a bit of dignity!?


    How did Miss end up liking such a spineless, cowardly man? What a moment’s blindness, leading to a lifetime of regrets!


    She began to doubt her investigations were wrong.


    How could such a coward possibly fight ten men at once, helping Miss fend off the assassins in despair?


    How could such a coward have an SSS-level top secret file?


    How could such a coward be the one who killed the Crow?


    Isn’t this a joke?


    Softie, coward, pushover!


    Instantly, Wuling Fei attached threebels to Ye Huan in her mind.


    Then Zhong Buwang spoke again.


    "Are you not listening to this young master’s words, or do my words have no effect on you?"


    "You filthy bitch, this is yourst chance!"


    "Kneel down, take it for this young master!"