The next morning, Du Yukun received news that left him completely stunned and blank.

Lai San died in his own villa.

At the same time, his women were brutally murdered.

Who did it? Who laid a hand on Lai San?

For some reason, Li Changfeng's figure appeared in my mind when my head was in a complete mess.

The moment the idea popped into Du Yukun's head, he laughed at his own foolishness.

Who is Li Changfeng? Just a nobody. How could he kill Lai San? What a joke.

I've really lost my mind!

But now that Lai San is dead, who will kill Li Changfeng for me? Who will help me settle this grudge?

Du Yukun sat on the edge of the bed and lit a cigarette, one after another. The room was filled with smoke, so thick that it was hard to open one's eyes; it was almost like a paradise on earth.

His determination to kill Li Changfeng remained unwavering, and he finally got up and headed to the Du family's old residence.

For now, we can only ask our father for help and borrow two experts from the family.

The reason why they can be called the five great families is not only because of their wealth, connections, and business resources, but more importantly, because of their military strength.

It can also be said that force is a crucial and indispensable element.

Which of the five major families in Jinghai doesn't have a group of loyal henchmen?

There were even quite a few martial artists.

The martial artists here are not just those who have practiced martial arts for a few years with fancy moves; they are ancient martial artists.

Their strength is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. In the eyes of ordinary people, one person taking on ten people is the ceiling, but ancient martial arts practitioners can fight dozens or even hundreds, and breaking steel and shattering stone is not a problem.

Of course, there are different levels of ancient martial arts practitioners, and not everyone can achieve that level. But once you reach the level of an ancient martial arts practitioner, you are definitely more powerful than any Sanda King or Wushu Champion.

The ancient martial arts practitioners are classified into the following levels from lowest to highest: Acquired Ninth Level, Innate, Innate Ninth Level, Minor Grandmaster, and Major Grandmaster.

As for whether there are any Grandmasters or not, it is unknown, and it is not something that ordinary ancient martial arts practitioners can find out.

The strength Li Changfeng has displayed undoubtedly indicates that he is a practitioner of ancient martial arts, although it is unclear to what extent he has reached.

Because he has never shown his full strength.

...

For the next two days, Li Changfeng was living the high life.

Every day, I massage Ye Zihan during her work hours, and I know every part of her body like the back of my hand.

It must be said that Ye Zihan's figure is impeccable; she would be too plump if she gained a little weight, and too thin if she lost a little. Her skin is as white as snow, moist and delicate.

Furthermore, Shen Qiqi has been staying at home for the past two days, so it's much quieter now.

After giving Ye Zihan a massage today, I took a nap in the office all day, and it was time to leave work again.

"Li Changfeng, I'm attending an important banquet tonight. You're free to do whatever you want," Ye Zihan said calmly, picking up her bag.

"Don't you need me to come with you?" Li Changfeng stretched and yawned, feeling quite tired after sleeping all day.

Do you listen to what people say? Tired after a day's sleep? The working oxen and horses could tear his mouth apart.

"No need, the place I'm going is very safe, and no one would dare to cause trouble." Ye Zihan's eyes were bright, her red lips parted slightly, and she strode out.

Li Changfeng pursed his lips and thought to himself: We're so familiar with each other, yet he still acts all aloof.

Although the extent of their relationship is unknown, they are definitely the people I'm closest to.

Li Changfeng followed without hesitation, his mission being to protect Ye Zihan for three months, during which time no mistakes were allowed.

If anything goes wrong, it means the mission will fail, the master will be angry, and there will be no news of my sister.

It is also a stain on his career.

If the mighty Blood Hand Yama were to capsize in a small ditch, wouldn't his peers laugh at him?

Once downstairs, Li Changfeng climbed into the driver's seat without saying a word.

Ye Zihan stood gracefully by the car, her tone cool and aloof, "Take a taxi back."

"Miss Ye, it's best if I stay by your side. Stop dawdling and get in the car." Li Changfeng waved his hand.

Ye Zihan was helpless; she couldn't do anything about him.

It's against the natural order to expect other people's bodyguards to obey whatever they say, while your own bodyguards have to listen to him. That's defying the natural order and has no justice.

It's as if he's the master and she's the maid.

Who is the employer? Who is the bodyguard?

"Miss Ye, where are we going?" Li Changfeng asked after fastening his seatbelt.

“Jinghai Yujia.” Ye Zihan sat in the back row, her beautiful legs crossed without leaving a gap, her posture elegant.

"The Yu family? Which Yu family?" Li Changfeng was a little confused.

"The Yu family, one of the five great families."

Speaking of the Yu family, one of the five major families, Li Changfeng had a deep impression of them because his son was a member of the Yu family.

I remember when we were racing in Qipanshan, the blond guy who was competing against him was named Yu Wencheng, and he was a member of the Yu family.

That day, Huang Mao lost and knelt down to call him "father." How could Li Changfeng forget that so easily?

"Miss Ye, what are you doing at the Yu family's house?" Li Changfeng asked casually.

"Today is Grandpa Yu's 80th birthday, and people from all walks of life in Jinghai will be attending. I'm not the only one," Ye Zihan said, looking ahead.

"Oh, I see." Li Changfeng nodded. "What gift did you prepare? You can't go empty-handed."

"My grandfather likes antiques, so I bought him a brush washer, a Qianlong imperial kiln piece."

"Will you open the door?"

Ye Zihan didn't understand, her head filled with question marks: "???"

"To put it simply, is it genuine?"

"Of course, a birthday gift for Old Master Yu couldn't be fake. I spent seven figures on just one brush washer," Ye Zihan said truthfully.

Rich people are generous and spend money like water. They can easily give away gifts worth millions.

However, even if some people want to pay money to go, the Yu family may not necessarily receive them; they will not send out invitations unless you reach a certain level.

The Yu family home was bustling with activity today, filled with joy and celebration. People came in an endless stream to offer their birthday wishes; they were all prominent figures in Jinghai, and the entrance was lined with luxury cars.

The arrival of Li Changfeng and Ye Zihan quickly made them the focus of attention. Many people came over to greet them, not for Li Changfeng, but for Ye Zihan.

Ye Zihan's beauty is undoubtedly a major highlight; which man wouldn't be moved by her, and which wouldn't have fantasies about her?

How many men in Ninghai dream of getting close to her? Even just exchanging a few words with her can make them feel good for days.

They even use other people's photos to do lewd and despicable things behind their backs.

Most importantly, she possesses exceptional business acumen. She was once hailed as Ninghai's most talented woman, boasting exceptional intelligence and business acumen. Most companies that partnered with the Ye Group made a fortune.

Ye Zihan responded with a smile and nodded from time to time.

Li Changfeng casually found a place to sit down. Why should he bother joining in when others were offering gifts and birthday wishes?

Less than three minutes after I sat down, an uninvited guest came over, squinting and clenching his fists.

"What are you doing here at my Yu family home? You are not welcome here. Leave immediately."

Li Changfeng looked up and smiled broadly, "Son, how dare you talk to your father like that?"

"Li Changfeng, don't force me to slap you."