After tidying up and leaving the room, Ye Yaxin had already gone to work, and Ye Yashi had gone to school, leaving only Tang Shengyi behind.
"What exactly do you plan to do today?"
Tang Shengyi looked at Xiao Yifeng with renewed curiosity.
Xiao Yifeng replied with a slight smile.
Tang Shengyi’s expression turned to one of surprise.
"You just need to follow my arrangements, do not show any strength, just act as an ordinary person."
Xiao Yifeng said calmly.
Although Tang Shengyi still didn’t understand completely, she nodded anyway.
After breakfast, Xiao Yifeng and Tang Shengyi left the villa. He also received a call from Mo Shuqian to meet up at the designated location.
Before all this, Xiao Yifeng had instructed Cold Edge and Kuang Shi to protect Ye Yaxin around the clock to prevent any more accidents.
Believing in their protection, along with the Zhan Huang mercenaries, unless a Qi Condensation Realm Strong One intervened, Ye Yaxin should be safe from harm.
Driving on a highway in Tianhai, Xiao Yifeng saw a Buick minivan with Mo Shuqian standing beside it. Inside the car, there were five men in black, one of whom had a golden mask covering his face.
"Why did you bring someone with you, who is she?"
Mo Shuqian walked up to Xiao Yifeng’s car, eyeing Tang Shengyi inside, her eyebrows knitted slightly.
"She’s a friend of mine who’s into archaeology and exploration. When she heard that I was going to the Thousand-Year Underground Mausoleum, she became very interested and insisted on joining. I had no choice but to bring her along, but don’t worry, she won’t be a bother."
Xiao Yifeng quickly explained.
"I hope so, follow our car!"
Mo Shuqian said, her gaze flickering before she turned back to the minivan, and both cars set out on their way.
"Who is that woman? Her car is full of genuine masters!"
Tang Shengyi spoke up.
"I know, that’s why I brought you."
"Did you bring me here to help you fight?"
Tang Shengyi looked at Xiao Yifeng somewhat speechlessly, annoyance in her eyes.
"You didn’t have anything else to do anyway, and it’s nice to get out. I’ve heard that the Thousand-Year Underground Mausoleum has lots of treasures, so we can share them later!"
Xiao Yifeng said with a smile on his face.
"You’re quite cunning, aren’t you?"
Tang Shengyi glared at Xiao Yifeng, annoyed.
"I call it making strategic use!"
Xiao Yifeng claimed confidently.
Meanwhile, as Xiao Yifeng left Tianhai, in the office of Yang Huaimin at Yang Corporation, Yang Hao came rushing in.
Yang Huaimin was looking at a document. Seeing Yang Hao barge in suddenly, his expression was one of bewilderment.
"Dad, someone just reported that Xiao Yifeng drove out of Tianhai."
Yang Hao blurted out.
"Really? That’s great!"
Yang Huaimin stood up abruptly, excitement shining on his face.
"Notify Hu Mingrui, we’ll start the operation tonight!"
Yang Huaimin’s eyes twinkled with a cold sharpness.
"Understood. By tomorrow, Ye Yaxin will have lost everything, and then the Ye Corporation will belong to our Yang Clan."
Yang Hao said with a cold laugh.
"I’ve been waiting for this day for a long time."
Yang Huaimin stated coldly.
In the office of Ye Songming at Ye Corporation, the figure of Hu Mingrui walked in.
"Director Hu, what brings you here?"
Ye Songming rose to greet Hu Mingrui.
"President Ye, I just got the news that Xiao Yifeng has left Tianhai, which presents us with a good opportunity to act. We can start our operation today!"
Hu Mingrui said in a deep voice.
"Is it really okay to do this?"
Ye Songming frowned slightly, lost in thought.
"President Ye, rest assured, there will absolutely be no problem. Don’t you want to take control of the Ye Corporation?"
Hu Mingrui’s gaze fixed on Ye Songming.
"Of course I do. Alright, let’s do it!"
A hint of cold light flashed in Ye Songming’s eyes as he agreed.
Jiang Province, Nanning.
There stood a skyscraper hundreds of meters tall, the headquarters of Black Hawk Group. At this moment, a figure appeared here, wearing a black robe with a hat that covered half of his face.
As the figure approached the entrance of the building, the security guards stopped him.
"I’m here for your chairman!"
The figure spoke coldly.
"You want to see our chairman? Who do you think you are, the head of state? Get lost, get lost, get lost!"
The two security guards said disdainfully.
The man in the black robe swiftly swung his hands and knocked the two security guards to the ground, then proceeded to break in.
Soon, a group of security guards within the Black Hawk Group’s skyscraper rushed towards the man in the black robe, only to be effortlessly taken down.
The man continued to fight his way upward, knocking down anyone who tried to block his path.
"Sir, please tell us what you want, we can talk about it!"
Finally, a deputy head of the Black Hawk Group appeared before the man in the black robe, trembling slightly, his face filled with nervousness.
"I’m here for your chairman."
"I’m sorry, our chairman seldom comes to the office. May I ask what it is that you need him for?"
The deputy head said.
"Tell him the two words ’Di Sha’, and I’ll wait for him right here. He will naturally come."
The man in the black robe hummed coldly.
Ten minutes later, in a room within the Black Hawk Group, the man in the black robe sat there.
A middle-aged man entered. He wore a black long coat, had a gloomy face, and cold eyes—it was Feng Yan.
Following Feng Yan were two men in black tight-fitting clothes, sharp-eyed and exuding a terrifying aura.
As soon as Feng Yan entered, he fixed his gaze on the man in the black robe and coldly demanded, his eyes emitting a chill, and an invisible oppression, filled with a bloodthirsty aura, emanated from him.
The man in the black robe unwrapped his garment, revealing the face of a middle-aged man—it was none other than Zuo Qing’s brother, Zuo Mu.
Feng Yan’s eyes bore into Zuo Mu as he spoke with a slight frown.
"Feng Yan, it’s been over a decade, don’t you recognize me anymore? Zuo Mu!"
Zuo Mu spoke indifferently, his eyes gleaming as he watched Feng Yan.
"You’re the second son of Left Protector Zuo, Zuo Mu!"
Feng Yan’s pupils contracted, and a look of shock crossed his eyes as he stared at Zuo Mu.
"That’s right, it’s me!"
Feng Yan’s gaze flickered as he stared fixedly at Zuo Mu. "How did you find out about my identity?"
"Of course, the Young Master told us!"
Feng Yan’s face turned exceedingly unpleasant, his eyes shimmering with a sinister look as he spat out the three words coldly.
"That’s right, it’s him!"