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Chapter 72 - 72: Zheng Jingming, Have You Really Forgotten Who I Am?Chapter 72: Zheng Jingming, Have You Really Forgotten Who I Am?
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
When everyone saw blood being spilled, they were overjoyed, believing that the uninvited guest had been killed.
However, when the scene in front of them cleared up, their smiles completely froze!
The two ancient martial artists were seriously injured!
It was a shocking sight!
However, the crux of the matter was that the young man in the suit was perfectly fine!
They did not even manage to see how he attacked!
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtZheng Jingming was so scared that his face turned pale. He knew how terrifyingly powerful these two experts were, as Qiao Zhenghu had personally arranged for them to guard him.
He would never forget this scene for the rest of his life.
What the hell was up with this young man in a suit?
Before he could react, the two experts felt a heart-wrenching stab of pain and cried out.
The two of them took a step back in fear. They looked at Ye Chen in horror and spoke in unison, “A martial arts grandmaster! You’re actually a grandmaster!”
At this moment, there was pin-drop silence in the conference room.
Everyone present knew very well what the words ‘martial arts grandmaster’ meant!
However, how could such a young martial arts grandmaster exist in a small place like River City?!
One of the experts realized that something was amiss. Just as he was about to escape, a wind blade cut through the air and directly pierced his heart!
“Bang!” His body fell to the ground, and he died with his eyes wide open.
Seeing this, Zheng Jingming and the other injured expert did not dare to move at all. Their bodies were stiff from fear.
Ye Chen’s expression was calm. He glanced at the phone on the table, picked it up, and put it in his pocket.
When the time came, he would hand the phone over to Bai Libing. This would be considered as him doing something for River City.
After that, he looked at the injured expert, and then at Zheng Jingming.
When the expert and Zheng Jingming saw Ye Chen walking over, their entire bodies trembled in fear.
The expert could no longer bear the pressure and said, “1 don’t care who you are, but how have we offended you? Why must you be so ruthless?”
Ye Chen leaned on the broken conference table and lit up a cigarette, seemingly listening to the other party’s veiled threat.
After a long time, he looked at the two people and said, “Are you done? Then it’s my turn. Firstly, it was not you guys who provoked me, but the Qinghe group. Secondly, I’ve changed my mind about you guys. Tonight will also be Qiao Zhenghu’s last night.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe expert’s eyes widened, after which he sneered, “Do you think you’re the only grandmaster in this world? Our master has also entered the grandmaster realm! 1 think you’re playing with fire and will only get everyone around you burned!”
Before he could continue, Ye Chen had already arrived in front of him. There was a loud “crack” sound.
“I’m sorry to disappoint you, but I no longer have a family you can threaten.”
Zheng Jingming and Ye Chen were the only ones left. The atmosphere in the meeting room was extremely stifling.
Zheng Jingming thought of something and quickly stood up. He took out a pen with trembling hands and signed the document on the table. He even left his fingerprint on it!
“I’ll sign it, I’ll sign anything, as long as you let me go! 1 can be your puppet. 1 can help you control the Qinghe group, and all the Qinghe group’s assets will belong to you… As long as… As long as you spare my wretched life…”
Ye Chen smiled. He walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked out at the scenery of River City. His hands were behind his back and an aura of killing intent surged through his body.
Zheng Jingming was dumbfounded. How could this person have a terrifying aura? Most importantly, when he saw the fiendish red aura emanating from this fellow’s body, he even had difficulty breathing!
After a long time, a bone-chilling voice rang out.
“Zheng Jingming, have you really forgotten who 1 am? Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten about that night in Cloud Lake Manor five years ago!”
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