Chapter 2095
[2095] I understand, but I will not forgive you!
The man's right ankle was twisted unnaturally, his left wrist was bent at an odd angle, and his face was covered in blood, but the terror in his eyes was clearly visible.
"boom."
The bodyguards threw him in the middle of the hall.
The man groaned, but dared not cry out in pain. He simply raised his head with difficulty, his gaze sweeping across the entire room before finally settling on Chen Shimei's face.
"Young Master Chen..." His voice was hoarse, trembling with sobs, "I'm so sorry... I've failed..."
"Snapped."
The last thread in Chen Shimei's mind snapped.
His mouth was agape, his eyes wide open, staring intently at the assassin on the ground, as if trying to discern from the assassin's face that he was a disguised imposter.
But that face, that delivery uniform, and that distinctive scorpion tattoo on his wrist—it all matched up.
Three days ago, in a private room of an underground bar in the south of the city, it was this man who, right in front of him, crushed a glass with three fingers.
"Peak of Ming Jin, seven lives on his hands, never failed."
That's what the matchmaker said at the time.
But now...
"No...no..." Chen Shimei shook his head, his body trembling uncontrollably. "How could this be...how could you..."
"Boss Ye is a martial artist specializing in internal energy." The assassin gave a bitter laugh, his voice filled with regret. "Young Master Chen, you fucking screwed me over..."
The two words "hidden strength" struck the hearts of everyone in the hall like two heavy hammer blows.
Chen Dehan closed his eyes, his last glimmer of hope completely extinguished.
He opened his eyes, looked at his son lying on the ground like a dead dog, then at Ye Feng's expressionless face, and suddenly—
"Pfft!"
This man, who had held sway over the Nanyue Fenghua Jewelry Group for over a decade, suddenly collapsed to his knees and knelt on the ground.
The knee struck the marble floor tiles with a dull thud.
"Boss Ye!"
Chen Dehan pressed his forehead to the ground, his voice trembling: "I beg you! I'll spare Shimei's life! He's still young, he was just confused for a moment!"
He raised his head, tears streaming down his face: "I'll give back all the money I've embezzled over the years! All my assets are yours! I still have three villas and two cars in Guangzhou, all of them are yours!"
"As long as you spare Shimei and don't let him die, I, Chen Dehan, will serve you like a slave for the rest of my life!" He crawled forward two steps on his knees and reached out to grab Ye Feng's trouser leg.
Ye Feng took half a step back and avoided it.
"Mr. Chen," Ye Feng's voice was calm, so calm it was chilling, "when your son hired someone to kill me, he didn't think about leaving me a way out."
"When he fired the gun in public, he didn't think about leaving any room for others."
"Now you're telling me he's still young?" Ye Feng laughed, but there was no warmth in his smile.
Chen Dehan slumped to the ground, looking as if his bones had been removed.
Ye Feng stopped looking at him and turned to Zhang Youting, saying, "Let's call the police."
"Wait!" Niu Songran suddenly stepped forward, took out his phone, and said, "Boss Ye, let me handle this!"
As he dialed the number, he explained, "Chen Dehan and the others are, after all, my old subordinates. It's more appropriate for me to do it..."
Ye Feng glanced at him but didn't say anything, which was taken as tacit approval.
Niu Songran walked to the side and whispered a few words into his phone. After hanging up, he walked back to Ye Feng and bowed deeply.
"Mr. Ye, I'm sorry."
His voice was sincere and filled with remorse: "I know that my methods today are dishonorable. I used you to clean up my own house and put you in danger... but I really had no other choice."
“I founded Nanyue Fenghua. I watched it grow from a small workshop to its current scale, and then I watched Chen Dehan and his son erode it… I can’t stand by and watch it rot away completely.”
He looked up, his eyes filled with complex emotions: "If you want to blame me, then blame me, but I have to do this."
Ye Feng stared at him for a full five seconds.
Then he slowly said, "Mr. Niu, I understand your predicament."
Niu Songran's eyes lit up.
"But I will never forgive you!"
Ye Feng's next words made the expression on his face freeze instantly.
Niu Songran opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn't utter a single word.
He lowered his head, his shoulders slumping slightly. (End of Chapter)