"Why haven't you left yet?" Ye Chen didn't respond to her teasing and started shooing her away.

"Leave?" Wen Rou asked in surprise. "Why should I leave?"

Ye Chen's face darkened.

With Su Binglan having left Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan, Ye Chen inevitably felt a bit downcast, as if his soul had been taken away with her.

Even if Wen Rou was a great beauty, Ye Chen had no interest in entangling with her.

However, Ye Chen was polite, not wanting to turn around and leave directly, abandoning such a lively beauty, which, in his view, was an act of extreme disrespect to beautiful women.

Ye Chen wanted Wen Rou to take the initiative to leave first, but she didn't seem to have any intention of going.

"Fine then, just stay here!" Ye Chen turned and left, muttering to himself. "I read in the newspaper yesterday that recently a group of criminals specialize in lurking in major hotels, abducting lone beauties!"

"Vulgar, tasteless, brainless!" Wen Rou chuckled.

"Alright, even if I am of low intelligence, and vulgar and tasteless, why are you grabbing my hand!" Ye Chen didn't leave, because he couldn't.

For some odd reason, Wen Rou had suddenly seized his hand.

"I haven't fully studied you yet, you can't leave!" Wen Rou said.

"Miss, when a woman is curious and interested in a man, that's when she's fallen for him!" Ye Chen warned seriously.

"Haha!" Wen Rou laughed, charm blossoming with her smile.

"But seriously, you're not interested in me? My beauty is not less than Su Binglan's, and we have different styles. Don't you want to try something new?" Wen Rou said. "I'm President Su's personal assistant and her best sister. Even if you take me too, she won't blame you!"

"Are you this shameless? Does your mother know?" Ye Chen said.

"You!" Wen Rou was furious.

Ye Chen paid her no mind, leaving the beauty behind and returning to his room.

"Fun."

Seeing Ye Chen fleeing in disarray, Wen Rou couldn't help but smile lightly.

"This Ye Chen is a bit young, but he seems very interesting!" No longer fixating on Ye Chen, Wen Rou turned and left.

"Hello? President Su?"

Wen Rou dialed Su Binglan's number and reported the situation here.

...

Ye Chen lay on the bed with his phone, noticing several missed calls, all from Zhang Xinlan.

However, perhaps plagued by a guilty conscience, Ye Chen didn't immediately return the calls.

With Su Binglan gone from the area, Ye Chen needed to return to Liu Shihua's side, to be her personal bodyguard, after all, earning money to marry a wife is the supreme path!

Zhang Xinlan, he would naturally see her tomorrow.

Only, Ye Chen was considering whether or not to tell her about his situation with Su Binglan.

After some thought, Ye Chen decided not to tell Zhang Xinlan about it.

"Ye Chen, do you have time these days, it seems it's time for you to treat my illness..."

Ye Chen opened a WeChat voice message, and Li Yan's gentle voice immediately came through.

Li Yan was suffering from breast cancer, which Ye Chen had already treated once before.

This disease is somewhat tricky, and Li Yan's condition had progressed to a late stage, where even with the most modern and advanced medical techniques, it required significant intervention.

However, Ye Chen's medical skills were profound and unfathomable. Using his ancestor Ye Tianshi's "Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate," he stopped the worsening of Li Yan's condition and then used a unique True Qi massage technique to kill the cancer cells, supplemented with herbal medicine to produce miraculous effects.

Li Yan's illness was no longer a serious concern, only needing a few more treatments to be cured.

Thus, Ye Chen sent a message back to Li Yan, saying he would administer the treatments in a few days.

Ye Chen sighed, his eyes blinking lazily, a wave of tiredness sweeping over him.

A Martial Arts Grandmaster, when facing extreme situations, could go seven or eight days without food or sleep and not feel tired, but Ye Chen was a bit weary now.

So, Ye Chen went to sleep. He wanted to have a dream, a good dream.

...

"Hello?"

"Ye Chen, where are you?"

"Xinlan?"

"Ye Chen, you need to come quickly, Liu Shihua is missing!"

"What!"

"I'm at Yuehua Private Club, I've been imprisoned, I brought you here once before, hurry up and come!"

"What! Xinlan, are you alright, have you been hurt at all!"

"I'm fine, just come quickly, sob sob!"

"Don't panic, I'll be there immediately!"

"Mm, call me when you get here!"

"..."

The next morning, while Ye Chen was still bleary-eyed with sleep, he suddenly received a call and left in a hurry.

Yuehua Private Club was the hottest spot in the harbor area, bar none!

However, the Yuehua Clubhouse was only open to members, and without a doubt, everyone who could become part of this club was either wealthy or noble, with the minimum threshold for membership being that of a multimillionaire.

Liu Shihua, being a top-tier artist in the entertainment circle, naturally qualified for membership at the Yuehua Clubhouse.

But why had Zhang Xinlan been imprisoned and only told him now, and why had Liu Shihua disappeared?

Ye Chen drove his Audi at high speed, a heavy sense of worry coloring his thoughts.

These questions wrapped around Ye Chen's mind, stirring his mood into disarray and even making him somewhat irritable.

Fortunately, the hotel where Ye Chen stayed wasn't too far from the Yuehua Clubhouse, so he quickly arrived at the location.

Ye Chen parked his car haphazardly outside the main gate of the Yuehua Clubhouse and stepped out with an air of menace.

Ye Chen tried calling Zhang Xinlan but no one picked up!

Zhang Xinlan had called him earlier and told Ye Chen she was imprisoned here, but when Ye Chen arrived, Zhang Xinlan's phone suddenly went unanswered, clearly, something had happened to her, leaving her with no chance to even touch her phone.

"Sir, no entry for non-members!"

Full of killing intent, Ye Chen tried to force his way into the Yuehua Clubhouse, but was stopped.

The men blocking him were two burly and formidable brutes, their eyes shining with an edge, emitting an aura of ferocity, clearly skilled masters with a strong foundation.

Though Ye Chen exuded an obvious deadly aura, these two dared to stop him, so they must be no ordinary individuals.

"Back off!" Ye Chen roared.

Zhang Xinlan's condition inside was unknown, and who knew if she was in imminent danger, how could Ye Chen not feel urgency and frustration!

"Haha, look at this brash young pup, daring to act wild in grandpa's territory!"

"Showing off in a tiger's den, looks like you're tired of living!"

The reprimand from Ye Chen made the two bodyguards become even more terrifying as if possessed by fierce deities, and one of them even reached out with a large hand, attempting to capture Ye Chen.

"If this Huabei King doesn't show his power, you'll treat me as a turtle king!" With a shake of his tiger frame, Ye Chen emanated a ferocious energy, his entire demeanor becoming so imposing that it was deeply intimidating.

The Yuehua Clubhouse was a place for the nobility, and those qualified to guard this place were naturally all top-notch masters!

These two burly door guards were elite veterans who had retired from the military, having experienced countless brutal battles. Now, seeing Ye Chen transform from a weak chicken to a rampaging dragon, their expressions turned to one of horror.

"This isn't good, he's an expert!"

"What!"

The two security guards barely had time to cry out before they were knocked unconscious by a slap from Ye Chen, not even having the chance to fight back.

What kind of person was Ye Chen? The youngest Martial Arts Grandmaster in history, one of the strongest in the world!

Even though these two men were great experts with exceptional martial prowess, they had never achieved the honor of being called military kings in the army.

Ye Chen, however, was the crown of the military, one of the four Huabei Kings!

For a giant stepping on insects, it was as effortless as blowing off dust!

Ye Chen entered the Yuehua Clubhouse, and now, in the early morning, the place was still somewhat deserted, with only the staff bustling about.

With his menacing aura retracted, Ye Chen appeared unremarkable after he entered the clubhouse and did not attract anyone else's attention.

Dialing Zhang Xinlan's phone on his mobile, there was still no answer, but Ye Chen walked quietly along the long corridor of the Yuehua Clubhouse as if he was sensing something with his heart.

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