There are too many helpless situations in this world, and who can truly break free from such futility, to avoid becoming a glaring ball of light that blinds others?

Undoubtedly, regarding Qin Feng's suggestion, Yang Yi was acutely aware that if he were to dominate the world's underworld, he would inevitably become an enemy to the entire globe, a certainty for anyone involved in such circles. However, Yang Yi was no fool; having anticipated such an outcome long ago, he didn't answer Qin Feng immediately. Instead, upon leaving the private room, he took the quickest route toward Fatty Lin.

"Brother Yi, how did it go?" Fatty Lin, seeing Yang Yi approach with a grave expression, couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Heh, just as expected!" Yang Yi sat down, picked up his glass of red wine, took a sip, glanced at the equally serious Fatty Lin, and remarked, "The banquet is only halfway through, right?"

"As you instructed, I've already sent Third Brother to notify those who should leave. I believe not many people affiliated with our influence remain here," Fatty Lin stated.

"Mm!" Yang Yi nodded.

At that moment, Ye Xiaohou, Xuanyuan Bing, Xu Ming, Guo Qing, and Li Sui all began walking toward Yang Yi.

"Boss, things haven't escalated to that critical a point yet, have they?" Xu Ming came up beside Yang Yi and whispered his query.

"What do you think?" A mocking smile played on Yang Yi's lips. He felt he had been too naive, otherwise, so many things he couldn't grasp or fully comprehend wouldn't be unfolding.

"It looks like tonight won't be quiet either," Xu Ming sighed. "Though I'm quite curious what that person truly intends to do!"

"His ambition must be enormous. If I'm not mistaken, he will definitely make a move tonight!"

Hearing Ye Xiaohou's words, Yang Yi couldn't help but ask, "Make a move? Against whom?"

"Boss, in this banquet tonight, who among the attendees is his match, and whose death would cause an earth-shattering ripple?"

"Don't tell me...?" Yang Yi suddenly jolted, stood up, and addressed Fatty Lin and the others: "Fatty, Third Brother, Fourth Brother. You go protect Vice Chairman Qin. If anything happens to him, it will be a huge mess."

"But, Boss, the Dragon Group members won't let us...!" Ye Xiaohou questioned.

"Go, just say I ordered you," Yang Yi felt a chill in his heart. How could he have overlooked this? If the true objective of tonight was simply him and Qin Feng, then Yang Yi finally understood something—a conspiracy, an absolute conspiracy. And this conspiracy was enormous; if Yang Yi wasn't careful, he would be framed, and whether he subsequently declared war on the Northern Underworld or engaged in a life-or-death battle with Ye Ling, the repercussions would be immense, regardless of the direction.

"Yes!" The five immediately hurried upstairs.

"Yi, what exactly is going on?" Xuanyuan Bing asked Yang Yi, deeply puzzled by his unprecedentedly serious expression.

Yang Yi shook his head. "I hadn't expected that my confrontation with him would begin tonight, not when I started dealing with the Northern Underworld. Many things are likely to happen this evening. Bing'er, you need to be careful later."

"Mm! I will be," Xuanyuan Bing replied with a nod.

Hearing Yang Yi say this, there must be a significant reason, and she could vaguely guess at it. If Ye Han were to pull some trick tonight, it would likely cause a great deal of trouble, especially since he commanded many experts on the Dragon List, not to mention those from the Heavenly Ghost lineage. Her heart began to fill with worry.

"Young Master, everything is prepared. They are all Grandmasters, with three at the mid-stage of Grandmaster, and one whose strength is close to the Great Grandmaster level," Tian San reported. Tian San himself was only an early-stage Great Grandmaster. In the realm of martial artists, the Great Grandmaster level was divided into three layers, and the Grandmaster level was similar, with cultivation methods having completely changed recently.

"Mm, let's begin!" Upon hearing this, Ye Han grinned sinisterly and instructed the driver, "Drive!"

"Yes!"

A jet-black Porsche sped away, ushering in the darkest moment of the evening. What was fated to happen would always arrive. After hanging up the phone, Tian San glanced at Ye Han from the corner of his eye, feeling a degree of anticipation. All this time, he had thought Ye Han was becoming dissolute; achieving dominance and restoring the Heavenly Ghost lineage to the world was a difficult task, indeed a heavy responsibility for the Heavenly Ghost Sect Master.

However, tonight's events clearly served as a prelude to future matters. Tian San was slightly perplexed and asked, "Young Master, why only dispatch ten people? What if they fail?"

"They are supposed to fail, aren't they?" Ye Han looked coldly at Tian San and questioned.

"Sir, I do not understand your meaning."

"Since Yang Yi is present, naturally, he won't let that old man Qin Feng die so easily. Furthermore, haven't you noticed? There are two latent auras secretly present within the venue. Although I can only sense them very faintly, they must belong to super-experts, at least on par with Tian Yi!" Ye Han spoke words that shocked everyone into silence.

"This subordinate did not detect them!"

"It's likely Tian Er. I'm starting to regret wiping out the Murong family back then!"

"Could it truly be Murong Liantian?"

A cold sneer touched Ye Han's lips. "Whether it is him or not, we will know after tonight. However, I am rather curious about that faint, flickering aura inside the venue just now; although its strength wasn't overwhelming, there was a distinct strangeness to it!"

"Strangeness?" Tian San pondered for a moment.

"If I were to engage her, I estimate we would only manage a draw!" Ye Han frowned deeply, highly concerned about that small trace of energy.

Hearing this, Tian San, and even Tian Si in the front seat, were greatly astonished. Tian San then asked, "Young Master, could it be the person I encountered previously?"

"Hmm?" Ye Han grunted, turning his head to say, "Whether it's the person you met, I'm not certain, but I believe they are not far off in power."

"......" Tian San remained silent, deep in thought.

"No need to dwell on it. Everything will begin to unfold one by one after tonight!" Ye Han smiled with profound strangeness.

The car accelerated continuously, weaving through the major streets until it vanished from sight. Returning to the banquet hall at this moment, Fatty Lin and the others had already located Qin Feng and were diligently protecting him.

"Did Yang Yi send you?" Qin Feng looked at these younger men; their abilities were quite impressive. Two were nearly Grandmasters, and one was a mid-stage Grandmaster. It must be said that their collective strength far surpassed that of the Dragon Group. Moreover, given the inherent inequality between martial artists and espers, and his own power being roughly in the late-stage Grandmaster bracket, this configuration was somewhat excessive.

"Yes, no choice. Your life is quite valuable, after all!" Fatty Lin showed Qin Feng no pleasantries.

Upon hearing this, Qin Feng couldn't help but laugh. "Little fellow, you haven't changed a bit. I remember seeing you years ago at Old Yang's place; you were just a child then, still spouting that damned nonsensical rhetoric!"

"Hmph, don't put on your Chairman airs in front of me!" Fatty Lin scoffed contemptuously.

Seeing Fatty Lin speak to Qin Feng in such a manner, Xu Ming asked curiously, "Second Brother, you've met before?"

"Yes, we've met before." Fatty Lin shot a sideways glance at the smiling Qin Feng. "I recall ten years ago, when Brother Yi and I were still living in the village, this guy visited us once. If Brother Yi hadn't told me to go back and fetch something, I might never have seen him. Besides, my grandfather left strict orders not to mention this fellow to Brother Yi, so Brother Yi never knew this person existed—until today!"

"Indeed. When I saw you ten years ago and now, your physique is still as outstanding," Qin Feng commented.

"Damn your mother's lineage, are you mocking me or complimenting me? If it's a compliment, then marry your daughter to me, so I don't have to be without a girlfriend to this day!"

"Insolence! Who do you think you are, daring to speak to our Chief like that?" Long Yi angrily exclaimed!

"Long Yi!" Qin Feng waved a hand, frowned slightly, and then said to Fatty Lin, "You truly want to marry my daughter? Don't tell me you'll get scared later!"

"Old man, let me tell you, in this world, I fear nothing, but the only thing I fear is lacking women."

"What about Yang Yi and Old Yang?"

"Uh!" Fatty Lin was immediately stumped. He didn't fear Yang Yitian, but Yang Yi was a demon to him. He vividly remembered a time in his youth when Yang Yi flew into a rage; it was truly demonic, a memory that still sent shivers down his spine.

"Hahahaha!" Ye Xiaohou, Xu Ming, and the others burst into loud laughter.

"But seriously, Fatty, you seem to have met my daughter before. Do you recall her?" Qin Feng suddenly shifted the topic.

"Tch, that was ages ago; how could I possibly remember!" Fatty Lin was speechless. In truth, he remembered it clearly: that girl named Qin Huihui, the young lady who had boarded at his grandfather's house for a few days. During those days the young lady stayed, the lives of him and Brother Yi were essentially ruined.

"Oh? You dare tell me that? Very well, very well. That girl hasn't seen you two in a long time either. Fine, after tonight, when I return, I'll tell her you two miss her dearly. I guarantee she'll scurry over from the capital in a heartbeat."

"Ah, no, no, no!" Fatty Lin quickly shook his head in refusal. "Let me tell you, I'm not afraid of your daughter; I'm afraid of Brother Yi causing trouble for me later!"

"Oh, is that so?" Qin Feng's sly smile made it clear to everyone that Fatty Lin was clearly lying!

"Damn it, what kind of looks are you all giving me?"

"What looks?" A voice suddenly came from the doorway as Yang Yi and Xuanyuan Bing walked in. Seeing Fatty Lin looking utterly defeated, Yang Yi asked curiously, "Fatty, what's wrong?"