A beautiful young woman seduced me on the weekend.

"Ten years have passed. I wonder what happened to those annoying guys!"

Sitting on the plane bound for China, Ye Chengfeng looked at the beautiful scenery outside the window, a faint, mischievous smile unconsciously playing on his lips.

He remembered that when he left China, Ye Chengfeng was just a naive fifteen-year-old boy.

Now, ten years later, that boy had grown up and transformed into a man of steel.

"Sir, would you like something to drink?"

a sexy and beautiful flight attendant asked with a slight smile.

"Thank you, no, thank you."

Ye Chengfeng returned the smile.

"And this lady?"

The flight attendant's gaze shifted to the person next to Ye Chengfeng.

This was a woman wearing a silver-gray fitted short dress.

Her wine-red hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her bright eyes and white teeth revealed a beauty that could captivate the world.

Her exquisite features, combined with her high breasts, sexy waist, and slender, long legs, made her a gift from heaven, unforgettable at first glance.

"What a beautiful woman."

Even the stunning flight attendant felt a pang of self-consciousness.

Her gaze shifted downwards, landing on the woman's black stockings and the white knee-high boots that completely covered her calves. She couldn't help but feel a surge of desire to get closer. If

a woman felt this way, how much more so a man?

"Blue Mountain coffee, no sugar,"

the woman said, her eyes glued to a magazine.

Her voice was heavenly, yet chillingly cold, sending shivers down one's spine.

"Coffee without sugar is very bitter,"

Ye Chengfeng couldn't help but remind her.

He had noticed this exceptionally beautiful woman sitting next to him since boarding the plane.

But most of the journey had passed, and he hadn't heard her say a word, let alone had a chance to strike up a conversation.

However, even now that he had the opportunity, Ye Chengfeng still hadn't succeeded.

It was that aloof beauty who, after taking the coffee, completely ignored him, engrossed in reading a magazine and calmly sipping her bitter coffee.

"Alright, so she's an iceberg who loves bitter coffee,"

Ye Chengfeng shrugged, but didn't bother to pester her.

The stunning woman was captivating, but her icy demeanor was unapproachable; he had no intention of wasting his time.

"Heh, with that poor, pathetic look, he thinks he can flirt with a beauty," a man in

a brown suit in front of Ye Chengfeng muttered quietly, but Ye Chengfeng heard him perfectly. Just as

Ye Chengfeng was about to lash out, he suddenly heard a loud shout from behind: "Don't move! Hijacking!"

He saw twelve masked men armed with miniature pistols rushing menacingly from the tail of the plane.

One of them was dragging a flight attendant whose head was covered in blood.

The next second, the injured air marshal was thrown to the ground. The twelve masked men efficiently left four to guard the cabin, while the other eight rushed towards the cockpit, clearly intending to subdue the captain or someone similar.

This sudden turn of events truly frightened many, turning them pale.

Even the icy beauty beside Ye Chengfeng trembled, spilling her coffee.

The man in the brown suit who had just called Ye Chengfeng poor was even more visibly shaken.

Ye Chengfeng, however, remained calm and composed, as if everything happening around him was irrelevant.

After a short while, four masked men emerged from the cockpit.

One of them, a tall masked man, brandishing a miniature pistol, scanned the cabin and spoke in heavily accented Japanese-accented Chinese: "We are from the Truth Church. Today, we hijacked this plane only to negotiate with the Chinese government, demanding the release of our important high-ranking officials. We don't seek money, nor do we want to harm anyone."

With that, he fired three shots into the cabin ceiling.

Bang!

Bang!

The piercing gunshots startled the passengers, who screamed in terror.

The tall, masked man at the head of the group nodded in satisfaction before continuing, "I hope everyone will cooperate and not resist, and definitely not try anything underhanded! Otherwise, we can't guarantee we won't kill a few before we even negotiate with the Chinese authorities!"

"No! Don't kill me!"

The man in the brown suit who had previously called Ye Chengfeng poor hurriedly raised his hands, trembling as he cried out, "I...I'm a business owner, I...I can give you a lot of money, please...let me go!"

"So what if you're rich?"

Upon hearing this, the tall, masked man at the head of the group walked over and dragged the man in the brown suit out.

With a slam of the butt of his gun, the man in the brown suit screamed and fell to the ground, his head covered in blood. He had actually wet himself in fear, and the stench of urine instantly filled the cabin, almost making Ye Chengfeng burst out laughing.

However, the actions of the tall, masked man at the head of the group made the passengers realize with horror that what he had just said was not a lie at all.

As is well known, the Truth Cult is a global terrorist organization originating in Japan, skilled in using poison gas to create terror.

Moreover, the Chinese government recently issued a statement announcing the arrest of a high-ranking member of the Truth Cult.

Therefore, it seems these Truth Cult terrorists are indeed planning to use the passengers on the plane to negotiate with the Chinese government.

"There's one more thing I hope everyone knows,"

the tall, masked man at the head of the group said smugly, seeing the passengers' fear. "To ensure the negotiations go smoothly, this flight to China needs to change its route. Don't panic; we'll release them after the negotiations are successful."

He had barely finished speaking when Ye Chengfeng felt the plane tilt and change direction at high altitude. Clearly, the four Truth Cult terrorists in the cockpit had forced the pilot to change course.

After a slight pause, a short, stout man emerged from the cockpit. He impatiently glanced at the group of flight attendants huddled together, then at the icy beauty beside Ye Chengfeng, almost unconsciously swallowing hard.

Then, he spoke to the tall man in Japanese.

Ye Chengfeng was fluent in over a dozen foreign languages, so Japanese was naturally no problem for him.

He knew that the short, fat man had actually taken a liking to the icy beauty beside him and demanded to take her to the restroom and force himself on her.

The tall man in charge, however, said that negotiations hadn't begun and that they couldn't arbitrarily harm the passengers.

But the short, fat man said that he hadn't been with a woman for months, and today he had suddenly encountered such a hot and stunning beauty that he couldn't resist. He promised to take full responsibility for any problems that might arise.

In the end, the tall man in charge had no choice but to agree.

"Beautiful lady, come with me." The

short, fat man licked his lower lip excitedly, pointing his miniature pistol at the icy beauty beside Ye Chengfeng, gesturing for her to get up from her seat.

"You...you said you wouldn't harm passengers."

The icy beauty seemed to understand a bit of Japanese, her face now deathly pale, her once captivating eyes filled with terror.

Whether seeking refuge or recognizing Ye Chengfeng's extraordinary nature, she involuntarily grabbed his arm, a hint of longing in her terrified eyes.

"I just want to take you to experience that intoxicating, soul-stirring pleasure, how can that be considered harm? Maybe you'll become obsessed, hehe."

The short, fat man was practically drooling, frightening the icy beauty into gripping Ye Chengfeng's arm even tighter.

Her fingernails even seemed to dig into Ye Chengfeng's flesh, clearly terrified.

"Get lost!"

Ye Chengfeng kicked the short, fat man who was trying to help the icy beauty to her feet, sending him sprawling to the ground.

"You...you're asking for death!"

The short, fat man was furious and raised his gun to shoot Ye Chengfeng.

At the same time, the other masked men in the cabin also stepped forward with their guns, their dark muzzles surrounding Ye Chengfeng.

Chapter 0002 Awesome Military Officer's ID!

However, the tall man in the lead frowned and stopped him, turning to look at Ye Chengfeng, and said in a sinister tone, "Who are you?"

He knew the short, fat man's weight and skills perfectly well.

But even though Ye Chengfeng was sitting down and couldn't exert his strength, he still easily kicked the short, fat man a long way away, without even a chance to dodge.

Such explosive power and speed were impossible for ordinary civilians.

Even ordinary soldiers, or even special forces soldiers, couldn't do it.

"Ask me?"

Ye Chengfeng seemed completely oblivious to the dark gun barrels around him, quickly smiling as he leaned in and lightly kissed the icy beauty's fair cheek, like a dragonfly skimming the water.

Then, as the icy beauty's eyebrows furrowed and her cheeks flushed, he stroked her smooth hair, releasing an alluring fragrance, seemingly both soothing and warning her to cooperate.

Having done all this, Ye Chengfeng said to the leading man, "See clearly? I am this lady's husband!"

"I didn't ask what your relationship is with her!"

The tall leading man nearly choked, glaring at him, "I asked, what is your identity! What is your profession!"

"This lady's husband!"

Ye Chengfeng's lips curled slightly, and he couldn't help but repeat, "My identity and profession are that of this lady's husband."

"..."

Upon hearing this, the icy beauty and the surrounding passengers were speechless, unsure whether to laugh or cry.

Besides praising Ye Chengfeng's extraordinary courage, what else could they say?

"Tie him up! He'll be the first hostage in the negotiations! If the negotiations fail, kill him as a warning."

The leader, of course, knew Ye Chengfeng was just toying with him. His fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

Ye Chengfeng narrowed his eyes, his voice chillingly cold. "You changed the flight path without my permission, affecting my schedule. I haven't settled accounts with you yet."

"You?"

The short, fat man who had been kicked earlier looked at Ye Chengfeng with disdain, as if he were already dead.

The other masked men were equally disdainful.

There were nine of them, each armed with a miniature pistol.

Ye Chengfeng, on the other hand, was empty-handed. Where did he get the confidence to dare to turn the tables on them?

"You're lucky today, you're spared the death penalty."

A flash of murderous intent crossed Ye Chengfeng's eyes, and in the next instant, he vanished from his seat.

As a cultivator, Ye Chengfeng had witnessed countless killings during his ten years of wandering abroad, and the number of enemies who had died at his hands was at least eight or ten thousand.

He never showed the slightest mercy to terrorists.

But now, on the plane, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ye Chengfeng did not want to present that bloody scene of slaughter so brutally to a group of ordinary people.

"Where is he? How did he disappear?"

With Ye Chengfeng casting an invisibility spell, the nine members of the Truth Cult stared dumbfounded at the empty seat, their palms sweating involuntarily.

"Ugh!"

A strange groan rang out, and the short, fat man who had tried to force himself on the icy beauty rolled his eyes and collapsed to the ground.

But to the other eight, it was as if they had seen a ghost.

Because they could not see Ye Chengfeng, they could only see the short, fat man suddenly faint as if he had been struck by a heavy blow, without any warning.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang bang bang!"

With several muffled thuds, the remaining eight men were knocked to the ground one after another, without even a chance to fire.

After doing all this, Ye Chengfeng's figure slowly appeared, stunning the ice-cold beauty and all the passengers and flight attendants in the cabin.

However, Ye Chengfeng only left them with a dashing back view before heading towards the cockpit.

There, three masked members of the Truth Cult remained undealed.

"Hey buddy, have a smoke."

When Ye Chengfeng entered the cockpit, the remaining three Truth Cult members were actually sharing cigarettes in front of the captain.

"Damn it, you don't want to live? I do!"

Ye Chengfeng flashed over, his hand moving like lightning, and in a few moves, he knocked the last three Truth Cult members unconscious, leaving the captain dumbfounded and inwardly horrified.

If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, he would have thought this was a real hijacking, something out of a movie.

The young man's hand moved with such ease, a few light chops, and three strong, burly men were knocked unconscious. It was simply unbelievable!

"Let's change the flight path back, it's alright now."

Ye Chengfeng patted the captain's shoulder lightly, casually found a seat, and didn't want to return to the cabin.

Firstly, he found the view from here better.

Secondly, he didn't want to encounter the ordinary passengers again, lest he be mistaken for a monster.

"A...a master!"

The captain hadn't witnessed Ye Chengfeng's sudden disappearance, so he wasn't afraid.

On the contrary, the captain was so excited he almost stammered, quickly contacting the air marshals on board through the communicator to briefly explain the situation in the cockpit.

Then, the air marshal who had been beaten bloody from the head earlier staggered over, a towel covering his bleeding wound.

"Hello, I'm the air marshal on the flight, my name is Yang Guodong."

The air marshal flashed his badge and warmly shook Ye Chengfeng's hand,

saying, "Thank you so much for your bravery, sir! Without your help, the consequences would have been unimaginable! On behalf of the airline, the entire crew, and all the passengers, I sincerely thank you." Yang Guodong then bowed deeply.

"It's just part of my job,"

Ye Chengfeng shrugged helplessly, quickly reaching into his pocket and pulling out five or six identification documents.

He casually grabbed one, handed it over, and stuffed the rest back into his pocket.

Yang Guodong took it and his hand trembled; he almost knelt down.

It was a military officer's ID!

Moreover, the series of positions and titles listed on the document were incredibly impressive, almost making Yang Guodong wet himself.

If Yang Guodong hadn't been certain that it was a genuine military officer's ID, he probably wouldn't have believed that such a young man could hold such a terrifying position and title!

It was truly frightening!

Almost instantly, Yang Guodong returned the ID to Ye Chengfeng.

Then, Yang Guodong respectfully saluted, trembling as he said in a voice only he and Ye Chengfeng could hear, "Sir...Sir, I...I promise I won't reveal your identity."

Chapter 0003 Sir, You're So Wicked!

"Go ahead, don't alert the police or the media. Also, make sure to delete the surveillance footage and calm the passengers on board. After the plane lands, someone will take those Truth Cult terrorists away."

Ye Chengfeng put the ID back in his pocket and waved his hand.

About twenty minutes later, the plane landed smoothly at Beijing International Airport.

Under normal circumstances, a terrorist hijacking would attract countless reporters and police regardless of whether the plane landed safely.

This time, however, due to Ye Chengfeng's order, all news was blocked, and everything was as calm as if nothing had happened.

"Thank you for today. My name is Dongfang Xue. May I ask your honorable name, benefactor?"

As Ye Chengfeng stepped off the plane, a heavenly voice, accompanied by a refreshing fragrance, wafted over.

Ye Chengfeng turned around and saw a pair of long, beautiful legs encased in black stockings, exuding a captivating allure.

Besides the icy beauty who had sat next to him earlier, who else possessed such alluring legs?

"No need for thanks. Farewell."

Upon hearing the name Dongfang Xue, Ye Chengfeng's bright smile froze, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

But quickly, he relaxed his fists, smiled again, and strode away.

In the airport's VIP lounge, Ye Chengfeng encountered three women wearing red berets, black vests, and light gray camouflage hot pants.

Each of them had a stunning figure and beautiful face.

Just standing there, doing nothing, was a beautiful sight to behold.

Especially her long, slender, white legs, which were incredibly alluring and captivating.

"Greetings, Chief!"

As Ye Chengfeng approached, the three curvaceous women saluted in unison, displaying great respect.

"Why are you picking me up? Where's the old man?"

Ye Chengfeng looked around for a moment before asking with some displeasure.

"He's...waiting for you at the hotel."

The woman in the lead sweated inwardly, thinking that in all of China, perhaps only Chief Ye dared to call the head of the Hidden Dragons and Phoenixes of China "old man."

Although the old man was indeed quite old, with a full head of white hair, his actual power was second only to the highest leader of China.

Sometimes, even the highest leader of China had to humbly listen to his advice.

Such a powerful figure was actually addressed as "old man" by Ye Chengfeng without any politeness!

"Alright, lead the way!"

Ye Chengfeng didn't immediately see the person he wanted to see, and couldn't help but mutter in annoyance, "This old man's official rank is getting worse and worse. Why is the security on airplanes so bad? I encountered a hijacking as soon as I returned to the country, and this meeting was specially chosen to be held in a hotel. What's going on? Does he want these three pretty girls from the Hidden Phoenix Group to spend the night with me?"

Thinking of something amusing, Ye Chengfeng couldn't help but put his arm around the sexy waist of the leading woman: "Little Yueyue, have you been eating too well lately? You've gained quite a bit of weight. You weren't this plump last time in Los Angeles."

"Chief Ye!"

The fiery woman called Little Yueyue blushed, but didn't dare to break free from Ye Chengfeng's embrace: "My name is Yan Yiyue, not Little Yueyue. Also, your hand... could you please not do that? It's embarrassing if someone sees it." "

Uh, sorry, I'll find a place where no one can see me next time."

Ye Chengfeng chuckled.

"Commander--"

Yan Yiyue drawled, stamping her foot lightly, feigning annoyance.

"Alright, I won't tease you anymore."

Ye Chengfeng suddenly became serious: "This time, the old man specifically asked me to come all the way back to the country. Is there some new mission?"

"It's said to be protecting a beautiful female CEO," Yan Yiyue said, "but I don't know the specifics."

"You've kept it a secret from him?" Ye Chengfeng frowned, finally saying, "This matter is probably not simple."

"Yes, the old man... ah, I mean, the old commander said that for Commander Ye, this is probably the most difficult mission in history."

"Little Yueyue, you called him 'old man' now."

Ye Chengfeng suddenly pointed at Yan Yiyue, smiling, "I order you to give me some benefits immediately, or I'll definitely report you."

"Commander Ye!"

Yan Yiyue quickly became pitiful.

Inwardly, however, she was seething with resentment: "If you hadn't kept calling me 'old man,' would I have been led astray by you?"

"Alright, I'll forgive you this time."

Ye Chengfeng slapped Yan Yiyue, causing her to jump up shyly, her face growing increasingly red, like a boiled crab.

"Commander, you're too mean! I'll report you for harassing a female subordinate."

"If you report me, I'll definitely eat you alive."

Ye Chengfeng chuckled mischievously, noticing that in the airport VIP parking area, there was only one new Range Rover with military license plates, a top-of-the-line Autobiography Long Wheelbase in Ipanema Beach Gold.

So, he smiled and reached out, "Give me the keys. The old man actually knows my tastes. Looks like this nearly four-million-dollar new Range Rover is going to be a gift for me."

"Commander Ye! This is actually... a car belonging to our Hidden Phoenix Group."

Yan Yiyue was somewhat hesitant.

"What about mine?"

"You should ask the old commander yourself."

After handing the car keys to Ye Chengfeng, Yan Yiyue didn't dare look at him.

She knew that although the old commander had specially assigned Ye Chengfeng a car for his mission back to China, it was actually... a pickup truck, and she didn't even know how many times it had been used.

She had gone to great lengths to buy it from the used car market for 4,800 yuan, and it was a manual transmission!

If Ye Chengfeng knew, he would definitely be furious, so she dared not say anything now.

"Okay, I'll go back and ask."

After getting into the car, Ye Chengfeng suddenly remembered something, so he hurriedly said to the other two members of the Hidden Phoenix Group, "Go find an air marshal named Yang Guodong and secretly deal with those Truth Cult terrorists I knocked out on the plane."

After saying that, Ye Chengfeng admired the interior of the new Range Rover with great satisfaction, praising it endlessly.

Immediately after Yan Yiyue got into the car, he started the engine and sped out of the airport's VIP parking area.

Once on the non-highway, Ye Chengfeng raced at nearly 200 km/h, constantly overtaking other vehicles in the dense traffic.

Not only Yan Yiyue in the passenger seat, but also the drivers of the other cars he overtook were terrified.

Fortunately, Ye Chengfeng's driving skills were excellent, and his reactions were incredibly quick, so the journey was relatively uneventful.

Upon arriving at the five-star hotel, Yan Yiyue immediately took the keys from Ye Chengfeng, secretly deciding not to let him drive anymore.

Otherwise, she'd be in for speeding and running red lights.

About five minutes later, Yan Yiyue led Ye Chengfeng to a presidential suite at the hotel.

"Old man, what's going on this time?"

Ye Chengfeng shouted as soon as he opened the door. "What can't you handle that makes me come all the way back to the country?"

Chapter 0004 The Beautiful CEO's Personal Bodyguard!

"Chengfeng."

An aged yet powerful voice rang out from the balcony of the presidential suite.

Ye Chengfeng followed the sound and saw an elderly man in military uniform sitting alone on the balcony, watching the rolling traffic below.

"Old man!"

Ye Chengfeng chuckled and went over. Seeing that there was an extra seat prepared next to him, he sat down without any hesitation.

"Was the journey smooth?"

The elderly man called "old man" was actually Elder Yun, the head of the official secret organization Hidden Dragon and Hidden Phoenix in China.

Ye Chengfeng was the chief instructor of Hidden Dragon and Hidden Phoenix and the leader of the Hidden Dragon Group, holding the rank of general, and was his subordinate.

But Ye Chengfeng didn't make any distinction between superior and subordinate with Elder Yun; he was completely familiar with him.

"Smooth my foot! We were hijacked by those terrorists from the Truth Cult."

Ye Chengfeng rolled his eyes.

"It's good that we landed safely."

Old Yun chuckled, already guessing the general situation without even asking about the details.

"Tell me, what's the matter this time? I'm very busy."

Ye Chengfeng lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.

"To protect someone, with no time limit, and for the time being, she can't know you're sent by the authorities."

Old Yun picked up a stack of files from the side table, gently placed them in Ye Chengfeng's hand, sighed slightly, and said with some seriousness, "Her name is Lin Ziwei, the president of Lin's Biotechnology Group."

"Is that necessary?"

Ye Chengfeng glanced through the files; besides Lin Ziwei's basic information, her general likes and habits, there was nothing else.

He was puzzled.

As the chief instructor of the Hidden Dragon and Hidden Phoenix, Ye Chengfeng wouldn't dare say he was the best in the world, but in the entire Chinese military, he hadn't encountered anyone who could withstand three moves from him.

Therefore, was it too much for Elder Yun to ask someone of his status and strength to protect a seemingly beautiful but actually capable female CEO? There

was no time limit, and she couldn't even know he was from the government!

It seemed this female CEO was quite averse to government officials.

"That's all the surface information,"

Elder Yun chuckled. "But the details behind the scenes are for you to discover yourself. Since this is a hotel, I'm afraid of being overheard, so I won't tell you much. In short, sending you won't be like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut; I'm a little worried you won't be able to handle it."

"Is it that serious?"

Ye Chengfeng couldn't help but exclaim slightly, his expression unconsciously becoming more serious.

He knew Elder Yun's personality; he never joked about missions.

In other words, if Elder Yun deemed this mission difficult for Ye Chengfeng, then it absolutely was.

Could it be that this beautiful CEO named Lin Ziwei was a difficult person to deal with?

That couldn't possibly explain Elder Yun's seriousness!

Ye Chengfeng was utterly perplexed.

"Go ahead. Your new identity is a veteran, and your name will still be Ye Chengfeng."

Elder Yun handed over a file bag. "Inside, besides your relevant documents, there's a Yang Yuan Grass, which is your advance payment. You'll receive at least one grass per month from now on. If you can't find one, you'll be sent to the Treasure Pavilion to select other items as substitutes, guaranteed to satisfy you. As for Yan Yiyue, she'll be your secret assistant."

"Deal!"

Ye Chengfeng opened the file bag and immediately felt a rich spiritual energy emanating from the Yang Yuan Grass. He readily agreed without even asking about the details of the mission.

He never cared much about how difficult the mission was.

What he valued most was the mission reward!

Although he was Elder Yun's top subordinate, a general in China, and the chief instructor and leader of the Hidden Dragon Group of Hidden Dragon and Hidden Phoenix, these positions were actually arranged by Elder Yun to win him over.

In reality, the relationship between Ye Chengfeng and Elder Yun, or rather, between Ye Chengfeng and the Chinese government, was somewhat like an employer-employee relationship.

The Chinese government provided money and resources, and Ye Chengfeng helped handle troublesome matters that the Chinese government couldn't handle directly.

For example, eliminating enemy agents, stealing important enemy documents, and assassinating enemy commanders.

There's no other way.

Ye Chengfeng is a cultivator, and very likely the only one in the world.

Of course, that's not the main point.

The main point is that the Earth is now heavily polluted, to the point where spiritual energy is almost depleted, making cultivation resources extremely rare.

And coincidentally, a large portion of cultivation resources have almost the same uses as ancient martial arts cultivation resources, but Ye Chengfeng is too busy cultivating to have much time to search for them.

Even if he had the time to search, he was alone, so his efficiency was limited.

Old Yun chuckled, "Actually, I think some things should be resolved as soon as possible. Dragging it out like this isn't doing you any good. Besides, the Ye family in Shanghai has had quite a few things happen to them these past few years. Do you want to go back and take a look?"

"Take a look my foot,"

Ye Chengfeng snorted, his eyes turning cold. "Ten years ago, I severed all ties with them. The Ye family is the Ye family, and I am me."

"Whatever you want, I'm just suggesting,"

Old Yun sighed. "You can report to work at Lin's Biotechnology Group in Shanghai tomorrow. Your initial position will be security guard. How you get close to Lin Ziwei and gain her trust to become her bodyguard depends on your skills." "

However, as far as I know, Lin Ziwei doesn't seem to realize the major crisis she's about to face. If you can become her bodyguard first, then this mission will be a quarter successful. Of course, if you can't become her bodyguard, then you can only protect her secretly."

"Old man, you don't need to worry about the mission. Since I agreed to take it, I will definitely complete it,"

Ye Chengfeng said confidently.

But deep down, he was somewhat confused.

From the information, Lin Ziwei was a beautiful and shrewd businesswoman. Apart from the possibility that her wealth and beauty might attract trouble, Ye Chengfeng couldn't think of anything else.

But if it was just wealth and beauty, Ye Chengfeng thought it wouldn't be enough for the government to actively send someone to protect her.

Moreover, Elder Yun went to such lengths to send him, the hidden chief instructor, to handle it.

Unless, Lin Ziwei's abilities, or what she possessed, could be of immense help to China and even the world, making it entirely worthwhile for the Chinese government to send someone to protect her secretly.

And that someone as powerful as Ye Chengfeng was part of that group!

"It seems that this beautiful CEO is far more complex than she appears on the surface!"

Ye Chengfeng thought to himself.

Chapter 0005 Touch Me Again, and I'll Marry You!

"By the way, Chengfeng, this is your car. It's parked downstairs, military green."

Old Yun interrupted Ye Chengfeng's thoughts, taking out an old car key.

"Damn it! Old man, you've got guts!"

Ye Chengfeng peered down and was shocked to find a pickup truck with severely chipped paint and a dented body, practically wrecked.

Ye Chengfeng's lips twitched violently; he almost exploded on the spot.

"Don't be angry, this is to match your new identity."

Old Yun laughed. "Otherwise, with your contributions to the country over the years, let alone luxury cars, you could be provided with a private jet. But have you ever seen an ordinary security guard driving a private jet and a luxury car to work? When you arrive, your ulterior motives will be written all over your face."

"You're just deliberately trying to annoy me."

Ye Chengfeng laughed and cursed. "Even a used car is better than a beat-up pickup truck, right? I'm not driving this junk. It's more in line with my new identity to be a carless person."

"Are you sure?"

Old Yun's smile suddenly turned mocking. "Shanghai has changed a lot in recent years. Without a means of transportation, you'll probably be unable to move an inch."

"Then I'll take a taxi, or even take the bus. That's more respectable than driving that beat-up pickup truck!"

Ye Chengfeng threw the keys back to Old Yun and turned around triumphantly. "I don't believe that carless people can't make a living! If I drive that beat-up pickup truck, all the girls will be scared away. I'm not even married yet."

"Alright, then I'll... wish you success."

Old Yun smiled, not forgetting to remind him, "Remember to leave early, it's over a thousand kilometers from Beijing to Shanghai, quite a distance."

"Mind your own business, you old geezer."

Ye Chengfeng said without turning his head, "Don't drink too much coffee, and don't stay up late tonight."

After saying this, Ye Chengfeng slammed the door shut.

"Chief Ye, is everything settled?"

Yan Yiyue had been waiting at the door.

"Yes, everything settled. Let's go, come with me to Shanghai."

Ye Chengfeng gestured with his lips, briefly explained Old Yun's mission to Yan Yiyue, and then held out his hand, saying, "Give me the car keys."

"..."

Although Yan Yiyue had already decided not to give this guy the car keys again

, when Ye Chengfeng actually asked her for them, she had no choice but to hand them over in frustration, and followed Ye Chengfeng onto the highway, heading straight for Shanghai.

However, Yan Yiyue was quickly relieved to find that Ye Chengfeng had only been speeding for two hours before saying, "Little Yueyue, you drive, I'll rest for a bit."

"Okay, let's find a place to stop."

Yan Yiyue nodded, thinking that she felt a little embarrassed to have her boss driving her around all this time.

"Stop what? Can't we just switch seats?"

Ye Chengfeng rolled his eyes and beckoned, "You sit on my lap first, then hold the steering wheel, and I'll hand over the accelerator to you."

"But..."

Yan Yiyue's pretty face suddenly turned a little red again.

How embarrassing would it be for her to sit on Ye Chengfeng's lap?

"Hurry up! This part of the road is all straight, it's not easy to switch seats on the curves later, and it's easy to have an accident if you drive so fast."

"Okay."

Although Yan Yiyue was very reluctant, she finally suppressed her shyness and carefully moved from the passenger seat to the driver's seat, plopping down on Ye Chengfeng's lap.

"Hold on tight,"

Ye Chengfeng reminded her, then handed the steering wheel to her. He

then gave her the accelerator.

However, what made Yan Yiyue blush even more was that Ye Chengfeng showed no sign of moving to the passenger seat, making her incredibly embarrassed.

At this moment, their position was undeniably ambiguous.

So, with a shy feeling, Yan Yiyue timidly said, "Commander Ye... why aren't you moving?"

"You've been pressing my butt against me the whole time, how am I supposed to move?"

Ye Chengfeng said, both amused and exasperated.

He hadn't moved because he was waiting for Yan Yiyue to slightly lift her buttocks so he could get away.

"Ah... then I..."

Yan Yiyue realized the situation, her pretty face turning bright red, her heart pounding like a drum.

Instinctively, Yan Yiyue quickly arched her buttocks to let Ye Chengfeng move away.

"Alright, don't be shy, just move over,"

Ye Chengfeng said casually, taking the opportunity to move to the passenger seat.

"Commander Ye!"

After Yan Yiyue sat down, she said playfully while driving, "If you... if you ever bully me again, I'll... I'll... I'll..."

She trailed off, unsure how to continue.

Every time Ye Chengfeng bullied her, she would say this, but it never seemed to have any effect!

"You'll what?"

Ye Chengfeng chuckled, reclining his seat and falling asleep.

"I'll... I'll marry you!"

Yan Yiyue mustered her courage and said fiercely.

"Uh, what a domineering threat."

Ye Chengfeng's lips twitched; he didn't know how to respond.

Unbeknownst to them, the new Range Rover pulled into a five-star hotel in Shanghai.

After checking into a room, Yan Yiyue said to Ye Chengfeng, "Chief, please rest at the hotel for the night. I should have already found you a place to stay when you return from work tomorrow."
"Call me Brother Ye, or Brother Chengfeng." (Due to space limitations, follow the WeChat public account [雪影小说] and reply with the number 70 to continue reading the exciting story!) Ye Chengfeng gave a wry smile: "Don't use such formal titles like 'Chief' in public. Also, from now on, when you come to see me, you can only wear casual clothes."

"Okay, Brother Chengfeng."

Yan Yiyue nodded obediently.

"Go on, see you tomorrow afternoon."

Ye Chengfeng waved his hand and went to his room alone.

After taking a comfortable hot shower, Ye Chengfeng changed into a set of dry clothes and then sat cross-legged on the bed to cultivate.

In the present day, the spiritual energy on Earth is extremely thin. Ye Chengfeng cultivated for four or five hours before he felt his dantian spiritual power increase by just a little bit.

So, he was very dissatisfied and simply took out a bronze alchemy furnace from his storage ring, along with the Yang Yuan Grass given to him by Elder Yun, and dozens of other precious medicinal herbs, intending to refine the Yang Yuan Pill for cultivation.

Over the past ten years of cultivation, Ye Chengfeng's accumulated cultivation resources, aside from the storage ring he painstakingly collected and refined (which had a capacity of less than ten cubic meters), consisted only of a bronze alchemy furnace of unknown age.

Other spiritual herbs and medicines had been consumed in his cultivation, leaving only scattered, low-grade refining materials.

"I'm truly penniless! If I were on the cultivation continent of my predecessors, I would have long ago ridden a flying sword and soared freely." Ye Chengfeng suddenly felt a deep longing for the cultivation continent. His cultivation inheritance came from a predecessor who unexpectedly descended to Earth; that predecessor was from the cultivation continent. (Due to space limitations, follow the WeChat public account [雪影小说] and reply with the number 70 to continue reading the exciting story!) Through the vast memories of that predecessor before his death, Ye Chengfeng, though an Earthling, felt as if he had been to the cultivation continent, possessing a profound understanding of its environment. Compared to the sparse spiritual energy on Earth, the cultivation continent was far superior.

At the same time, cultivation resources are abundant. Low-grade spiritual herbs like Yang Yuan Grass can be found in any remote mountain.

"Forget it, I'd better just focus on alchemy and cultivation. I don't want to think about those other things anymore."

Ye Chengfeng sighed, and a dancing crimson flame suddenly appeared in his palm.

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