Three years ago, a group of mysterious people annihilated the Ye family. He survived by luck but was thrown into prison, where by chance, he became the disciple of five masters...
Three years...
"It's good that you're alright! It's good that you're alright! Mom thought she would never see you again!" Chen Xinyi was in tears, and Sun Muqing gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
Yesterday, the two of them felt like they had just escaped death, thinking they would never see Sun Muqing again in this lifetime.
Fortunately, the wind appeared in time and saved the elderly couple. After that, they knew nothing about what happened.
Sun Zhonghai only remembered that Ye Feng had single-handedly plunged into the crowd. When Ye Feng didn't come, Sun Zhonghai asked with concern, "Where's Feng'er?"
Is he safe now? Why didn't he come with you?
"Dad! Don't worry! He's waiting for you downstairs. Okay, I'll pick you and Mom up and take you home. We'll talk more when we get back!"
At that moment, Ye Feng lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and his eyes darkened.
A short while later, a phone number was dialed: "It's been three days!"
"The deadline I mentioned has passed. Since the Liu, Li, and Lin families are not planning to send the money over, I will have no choice but to go and collect it from them!"
At this moment, Liu Qishan was frantically packing his things, his face covered in sweat.
"Quick! Damn it! Sell everything you can!"
Upon learning of the death of the Prince of Zhennan, Liu Qishan was completely terrified. Only one word occupied his mind: "Escape!"
The Liu family owns a total of 2.5 billion yuan in real estate in Longcheng, plus 1 billion yuan in cash.
This money represented all of Liu Qishan's savings. He had already made a decision: to leave Longcheng and move to Tiandu to develop his career.
Although this amount of over 3 billion yuan wouldn't even qualify him as a wealthy person in Tianjin, it was enough for him to squander.