Ye Chen suddenly came back to his senses, and blurted out: "The phone call you made to me yesterday confirmed it for you, right? I seem to have told you on the phone that I was teaching Feng Shui to others in Yanjing."

Song Wanting said embarrassingly: "Yes... Master Ye, please don't be angry. I didn't mean to test you, but I was too curious about your identity, so I just..."

On the side, Nanako Ito was ashamed, and hurriedly said coquettishly: "Mr. Ye Chen, please don't blame Sister Wanting, all this is my idea, I instructed Sister Wanting to do this..."

Ye Chen smiled slightly, and said seriously: "How could it be? You all came so far because of me, so why should I blame you?"

Nanako Ito breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly asked, "Mr. Yechen, are you sure about what happened today?"

Ye Chen nodded and smiled, and said, "Of course, I, Ye Chen, never fight uncertain battles."

With that said, Ye Chen looked at the Japanese ninjas and the Song family's subordinates standing neatly in several rows not far behind her, and said, "Nanako, don't shoot any ninjas you will bring; Wanting, your The same goes for the subordinates on the side! Just watch silently behind me."

Song Wanting couldn't help but said: "Master Ye...you...what are you going to do..."

Ye Chen smiled lightly: "If I have to find helpers to deal with a mere Wanlong Temple, then I still have the face to be called Master Ye by you?"

At this time, the Ye family didn't know what to say.

Ye Feng, Ye Hao and others lost even the urge to sigh in their hearts.

What can I say? They felt that Ye Chen had already pretended everything that could be done in this world.

What is a mere Wanlong Hall...

It was said in that tone, as if Wanlongdian was not a top mercenary organization, but a three-year-old child.

Ye Zhongquan's scalp was also numb for a while, he was really afraid that the helpers Ye Chen had found would not help any of them at that time, so a heart that had just relaxed became extremely anxious again...

It was seven forty in the morning.

On the road at the foot of the mountain that can only lead to Yeling Mountain, a funeral procession can already be seen.

There are about a hundred people in this team, each of them is wearing white filial piety clothes, and the eight leaders are carrying two coffins, and they are rushing towards Yeling Mountain!

Seeing this scene, Ye Chen raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Wan Po Jun, Wan Po Jun, you are finally here!"

The funeral procession of a hundred people moved very fast.

Even if someone was carrying two coffins in front of the team, they were moving at the same speed as a quick march.

And this group of people were all wearing the same tactical leather boots, and when they walked quickly on the concrete floor, they made uniform footsteps that resounded throughout the valley.

Among the team, there was an old man who was walking fast with the team at this time, and was already out of breath from exhaustion.

But the young people around him didn't give him a chance to stop and take a breath. Instead, they kept urging him to continue walking fast. Some people even pushed him when he was about to fall behind, or roughly grabbed the hemp rope on his mourning clothes. , Forced him to move forward.

This old man is Su Chengfeng.

At this time, the top of Yeling Mountain.

Ye Chen and others have already seen this approaching team.

In the early morning sunlight, everyone could see the two eye-catching black coffins, so everyone knew very well that this group of people must be Wanlongdian.

The Ye family suddenly felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and they all fidgeted nervously. JrNovels.com