Ye Feng remained composed, casually raising his right hand and flinging it towards the security guard.
"Bang!" A crisp sound echoed all around, and before the security guard’s baton could even strike Ye Feng, he had already been sent flying with a backhand slap from Ye Feng.
"Ye Feng, what are you doing!" Zhou Mengyu yelled angrily after witnessing the scene, her eyes filled with rage.
The security guard was just an ordinary person, so Ye Feng sending him flying did not surprise Zhou Mengyu.
However, hidden within the Zhao Family estate were many experts. If those experts were to take action, Zhou Mengyu did not believe that just she and Ye Feng could withstand them.
Ye Feng proceeded to walk into the Zhao Family estate. Zhou Mengyu rushed to the fallen security guard, quickly helping him up from the ground and asked anxiously, "Brother security guard, are you alright?"
"Get away from me!" The security guard shouted furiously, shaking off Zhou Mengyu.
Then, he took out his walkie-talkie and yelled into it loudly, "We’re under attack, we’re under attack!"
Immediately, the sound of alarms filled the Zhao Family estate.
Hearing the alarms, Zhou Mengyu’s eyes showed her anger. She had repeatedly instructed Ye Feng to keep a low profile, but now, Ye Feng had only just entered the Zhao Family estate and had not even made it through the front gate before he had already struck one of their security guards.
Ye Feng continued on his way towards the entrance of the Zhao Family estate.
In a short time, over a dozen experts had rushed out from within the estate, each of them at least a Martial Artist of External Force, with the strongest among them already reaching the early stages of Inner Strength.
The strong expert at the early stage of Inner Strength, eyes filled with anger and glaring at Ye Feng, led the group in surrounding him.
Yet, Ye Feng acted as if they did not exist and kept walking into the Zhao Family estate.
Ye Feng took step after step, each stride consistently measured, without a hint of deviation. He walked through the Zhao Family estate as if he were strolling leisurely through his own backyard.
"You wretch, in all these years, this is the first time I’ve seen anyone dare to trespass into the Zhao Family estate. See if I don’t kill you!" The Martial Artist at the early stage of Inner Strength, eyes filled with madness, strode towards Ye Feng rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, he had reached Ye Feng and aimed a punch at Ye Feng’s face, the blow bursting with Inner Strength caused the air to tremble, emitting crisp sounds.
However, Ye Feng remained completely at ease, acting as if he hadn’t even seen the Martial Artist of early-stage Inner Strength.
"Swish!" In an instant, the punch of the Martial Artist at the early stage of Inner Strength landed right before Ye Feng, but Ye Feng casually tilted his head, effortlessly dodging the punch.
Zhou Mengyu became more anxious, yelling loudly at Ye Feng, "Ye Feng, I told you to stop, do you hear me!"
"Bang!" Yet before Zhou Mengyu’s words had even finished, Ye Feng had already raised his right hand and sent a backhand slap crashing onto the face of the early-stage Inner Strength Martial Artist.
The shape of the Martial Artist’s face instantly twisted, feeling as if his entire head was being shattered by Ye Feng.
In a flash, the Martial Artist of early Inner Strength was sent flying, whirling through the air for over ten meters before crashing to the ground, finally fainting.
"What!" Everyone was stunned, their eyes filled with surprise.
They had not expected that Ye Feng, who looked barely into his twenties, so young, could be so terrifyingly powerful that he sent the early-stage Inner Strength Martial Artist flying with just one slap.
Ye Feng stepped forward, unconsciously exuding the oppressive aura of a strong fighter, making it hard for others even to breathe and causing pain to appear in their eyes.
Ye Feng then leisurely walked into the residence of the Zhao Family, with the security guards of the Zhao Family encircling him. However, the circle moved with Ye Feng.
These Martial Artists of the Zhao Family, all Martial Artists of External Force, understood well that if even a Martial Artist at early Inner Strength was no match for Ye Feng, they stood even less of a chance. To confront Ye Feng would be akin to seeking death.
Yet, Zhao Family security personnel continued to gather around.
In less than two minutes, the number of security personnel surrounding Ye Feng and Zhou Mengyu had increased from about a dozen to over thirty, including two Martial Artists at early Inner Strength within the circle.
"We’re done for, we’re done for!" Zhou Mengyu’s face was extremely pale, as she had not expected that in such a short time, Ye Feng could escalate things so dramatically, giving her a severe headache.
At that moment, Ye Feng finally reached the main entrance of the Zhao Family residence.
The crowd looked at Ye Feng with serious faces but nobody moved forward, knowing the strength Ye Feng possessed.
Ye Feng also stopped at the entrance, his eyes lightly scanning the Zhao Family security guards gathered around him.
His serene gaze made them extremely nervous.
"What’s going on?" Just then, a voice echoed in everyone’s ears.
Everyone stunned, then looked towards the direction of the Zhao Family residence, only to see a petite yet curvaceous woman stepping towards Ye Feng. The woman had exquisitely delicate features, and though she was not even 1.6 meters tall, her figure was explosively voluptuous, resembling a little demoness.
This woman, whose eyes exuded arrogance, was none other than Zhao Xinling, the daughter of the Zhao Family, also Ye Feng’s fiancée, and the person Ye Feng was to marry the next day.
"Miss, two people have broken in..." At this moment, one of the early-stage Inner Strength Martial Artists approached Zhao Xinling and informed her.