Two taciturn men sat down together.

Each played a different role as they began to eat.

Out of the three, Qiu Yiyi was the happiest.

She had not expected Ye and Yang Fei to actually know each other.

This way, Ye's chance of getting into Yalan International increased a bit more.

From the beginning, Ye had not been very talkative, just bowing his head and eating the mutton intently.

Yang Fei had never seen anyone eat with such focused seriousness.

Ye chewed the mutton, even giving off a somehow ruthless impression.

Every piece of mutton that entered his mouth had to be chewed into bits before he would swallow it.

Even the bones were chewed into fine pieces and swallowed as well.

Still, despite this, the young man ate quickly.

He did not eat any less than Yang Fei.

Yang Fei, on the other hand, was gulping down Mare's Milk Wine with Qiu Yiyi.

Mare's Milk Wine has a gamey taste that those not accustomed to it might not find palatable.

However, Yang Fei, after his experience in the Himalayas, had already grown used to this kind of drink.

And he quite liked it.

Oddly, Ye did not drink.

Yang Fei had met few martial artists who didn't drink.

But Ye was an exception.

Halfway through the liquor, Yang Fei could not resist asking about Ye's background.

He beat around the bush, but Ye just smiled faintly.

He exhibited neither hostility nor friendliness, but a habitual indifference.

In the end, Yang Fei sighed.

"Actually, with your skills, you really don't need to work as a security guard at Yalan International."

"I don't understand what you mean," Ye said, looking at Yang Fei coolly.

"No matter how much one cultivates, in the end, one is still human."

"Flesh and blood need food and shelter. What's wrong with working to support myself?"

Yang Fei looked at Ye in surprise: "You don't seem like someone who lacks money."

Ye shook his head and heaved a deep sigh.

"You're wrong, I'm really short on money."

"If Sister Qiu hadn't invited me for dinner tonight, I might have had to go hungry."

"But..."

Yang Fei was about to say something when he realized Qiu Yiyi was still nearby and stopped himself abruptly.

Ye seemed to know what Yang Fei wanted to say and smiled faintly.

"I follow Lord Dragon King merely to seek answers from him," he said.

"What happens in Dragon King Hall doesn't concern me."

Yang Fei took a long sigh: "I see."

His wariness toward Ye lessened quite a bit.

As they discussed martial arts, they seemed to share a certain kinship of spirit.

Yang Fei thought he had gotten a good sense of Ye's character.

He was a martial arts ascetic, uninvolved in the struggles of the Underworld.

Such a person lived in seclusion from the Mortal World.

He was only considered part of the Dragon God Hall because he sought the Tao from Dragon King.

With this in mind, Yang Fei felt completely at ease.

The two men heartily devoured their meat and chatted together.

However, even so, Yang Fei still couldn't understand Ye's thoughts.

If he needed money.

Even if he chose not to ask the Dragon King Hall for help, there were many legitimate ways to make money.

Why did he want to be a mere security guard?

Ye noticed Yang Fei's puzzlement but offered no explanation.

For someone like Ye, a master of Core Formation to Divine Communication.

To be willing to work as an ordinary security guard at Yalan International.

Yang Fei could not ask for more.

Even if he did nothing.

Yet, a God Communicating master stationed at Yalan International and Lanting Group.

Could deter countless malicious individuals with their presence alone.

As for Ye's identity, Yang Fei was too lazy to bother with that.

Ye, as a peerless martial artist, acted solely according to his whims.

Even the Dragon King would not presume to control him.

In other words, if Ye had wanted to deal with Lanting Group, would there have been any need for such an elaborate charade?

With his martial arts, a man with a sword.

Apart from Yang Fei, no one in Lanting Group could withstand him.

While puzzled, Yang Fei nonetheless agreed to Qiu Yiyi's request.

He prepared to arrange for Ye to take up a job inside the Lanting Group.

Ye merely voiced a light thank you, then stood up and floated away.

Yang Fei stared blankly as Ye disappeared outside the Mongolian yurt.

After a while, he muttered to himself, "What a strange person, truly a strange person."

Qiu Yiyi couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"You're just now realizing he's a strange person?"

"But I'm still grateful to you for resolving his employment issue," she added.

Yang Fei muttered, "Such a person doesn't need anyone to solve his employment issues."

"If he wanted to, he wouldn't have to work at all."

After finished eating.

Suddenly, Qiu Yiyi remembered a report she had left on her desk in Yalan International PR Department.

So she asked Yang Fei to accompany her to retrieve it.

Yang Fei and Qiu Yiyi arrived at the company.

Qiu Yiyi went to get the documents, but Yang Fei, too lazy to go inside, parked the car behind Yalan International.

He sat in the car, smoking, waiting for Qiu Yiyi to go up and get the documents.

It was less than two minutes after Qiu Yiyi went up that two figures, a man and a woman, slipped out the back door of the company.

Yang Fei took a keen look; he recognized the woman.

She was none other than Wu Aiqiong, who had joked with Qiu Yiyi during the day.

The man beside Wu Aiqiong was thin and scholarly looking.

He wore a pair of black-framed glasses, was dressed in a suit, and looked suave.

Initially, Yang Fei didn't pay much attention.

However, the expressions on their faces were too panic-stricken, and Yang Fei couldn't help but be suspicious.

The good tinting of the Volkswagen CC concealed Yang Fei's face.

Wu Aiqiong didn't notice anyone in the car.

She sighed as she walked.

"What bad luck, why did Sister Qiu suddenly come back?"

The man with the black-framed glasses also sighed.

"They're pushing hard on the other side; missing this opportunity, I don't know when the next one will be?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Fei's heart pounded.

For some reason, it reminded him of the case of stolen financial information from the company.

Listening to Wu Aiqiong and the man talk, it seemed like they had ulterior motives.

Watching the two get into a Jetta car, the man started the vehicle, preparing to leave.

Yang Fei couldn't wait for Qiu Yiyi any longer and started his car.

He closely followed Wu Aiqiong and the man's vehicle.

Wu Aiqiong and the man were very vigilant.

Their car's speed was fast at times, slow at others.

Wu Aiqiong kept a close eye on the rearview mirror, watching to see if they were being followed.

Seeing this, Yang Fei was almost certain.

These two definitely had a problem.

After a circuitous ride, the Jetta car eventually stopped in front of a hotel.

Yang Fei parked quietly and slipped out of the car.

Then, he followed the two, heading upstairs to the hotel.

The hotel wasn't very large, just five floors.

However, Wu Aiqiong and the man only went up to the second floor and stopped in front of a regular room.

Clearly, Wu Aiqiong and the man were somewhat apprehensive about the man inside.

Wu Aiqiong knocked on the door gently, the rhythm was quite distinct, two short, three long.

Thump thump thump, thump thump!

A knocking sound came from inside as well, three long, two short.

After the signal was confirmed, the person inside suddenly opened the door.

Yang Fei didn't even have a chance to get a clear look at the person's face.

That person had already pulled Wu Aiqiong and the man into the room.

Curious, Yang Fei advanced a couple of steps and leaned over to listen to the movement inside the room.

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