Chapter 99 - Assassin

Ye Chenfeng could only take it one step at a time now; after all, it was just an engagement that could still be broken off later if things didn’t work out.The thought of marrying Xiaofei, whom he had always considered a sister since she had cared for and protected him throughout their childhood, made him feel as if he had behaved like an animal, even though there was no blood relation between them.

Three rounds of drinks later, when Ye Chenfeng and Ye Dongjian left the restaurant, the night had already fallen.

Ye Dongjian’s military jeep was parked in the parking lot next to the restaurant.

Since Ye Chenfeng had arrived by taxi, Dongjian insisted on giving him a ride back to his villa.

The autumn wind was bleak; the weather in Tianhai in November was already quite cool, turning chilly as the night progressed.

The night air was as cool as water, making the parking lot extremely quiet.

Six nighttime lights illuminated the entire lot, revealing a handful of cars, but not a single person in sight.

“Chenfeng, what are you spacing out for?

Let’s get going!” Ye Dongjian’s cheeks were flushed with redness, apparently having drunk a bit too much.

“Swish swish swish swish—”

A faint whooshing sound passed through the air.

Without turning his head, Chenfeng’s hand pressed on Dongjian’s shoulder, and he commanded, “Get down.”

Before Dongjian could react, he was pushed to the ground by Chenfeng, face-first like a dog eating dirt.

Getting up from the ground with displeasure, he cursed, “Chenfeng, are you deliberately playing tricks on your uncle?

You’re becoming more and more disrespectful.”

With a serious expression on his face, Chenfeng pointed to a circular iron pillar three meters away.

Four sharp knives had been thrust deep into the pillar.

If Chenfeng hadn’t pushed Dongjian to the ground just now, Dongjian might have been a corpse by now.

Dongjian shivered, the residual alcohol quickly dissipating from his body, his heart tightening as his heartbeat accelerated.

He had truly just taken a walk through Yama’s Palace.

Chenfeng turned around and saw a figure dressed in black night clothes standing behind him.

He asked, “Was my parents’ car accident arranged by you?”

Before leaving Capital City, Grandpa Ye had warned Chenfeng to be extra cautious, suggesting that the hidden killer’s next target could be him, which led to his speculation.

The man in black measured Chenfeng with the eyes that were visible outside his black mask, a deep voice emanating from his throat, “It seems you’re different from the rumors, but tonight, both of you must die.

Before you do, consider it a favor from me—your parents’ car accident was indeed no accident.”

Chen’s fists clenched slightly, rage erupting in him like a volcano as he shouted, “If that’s the case, then the only thing waiting for you is death.”

“Ah!” Standing next to Ye Chen, Ye Dongjian roared in agony, his grief having been suppressed within his heart for so long.

Now that he knew this person was the killer, he could no longer hold back his emotions.

With rage blazing in his eyes, Dongjian charged toward the man in black, only to be stopped by Chenfeng.

Chenfeng could sense that the man in black was not someone to be taken lightly; his uncle was no match for him.

“Nephew, leave this place to me; just watch from the side,” Wu Xiaofei said.

No sooner had Ye Chenfeng finished speaking when the figure in black charged at him, appearing before Ye Chenfeng in the blink of an eye.

A sharp dagger was plunged into Ye Chenfeng’s arm.

It seemed the attacker intended to play cat and mouse, believing Ye Chenfeng and Ye Dongjian posed no threat to him.

Ye Chenfeng, dragging Ye Dongjian’s body, quickly retreated.

He couldn’t even keep up with the opponent’s speed.

Gritting through the pain, he pulled the dagger from his right arm, his clothing quickly soaking with bright red blood.

“If you don’t wish to be toyed to death by me, I advise you both to end your lives.

Otherwise, I’ll let you experience something a hundred times more painful than death,” the man in black said in a sinister tone.

Watching Ye Dongjian like a furious bull, Ye Chenfeng shouted, “Uncle, get a grip!

In this state, you won’t be avenging my parents.

You probably won’t even know how you died.”

At these words, Ye Dongjian’s emotions calmed slightly.

Ye Chenfeng’s dark eyes were fixed intently on the man in black not far away, his heart pounding.

He knew the man’s abilities were no less than his own, even far superior!

“It seems you’ve chosen the second option.

Tonight, I’ll entertain you properly,” the man in black said, moving towards Ye Chenfeng and Ye Dongjian with lightning speed.

Ye Chenfeng pushed Ye Dongjian forcefully to one side and narrowly evaded the black-clothed man’s strike, managing to amplify his Fourth Level Soul Force to its peak within.

A fierce kick aimed at the waist of the man in black.

Perhaps underestimating Ye Chenfeng’s abilities, the man didn’t even bother to dodge, opting to block the kick with his arm.

There was a loud “bang”— the man in black was sent flying four or five meters away.

Yet, he quickly got up from the ground.

Had an ordinary person been hit by Ye Chenfeng’s kick, not to mention standing up, their bones would have likely shattered.

The pain intensified in the assassin’s eyes, realizing he had underestimated Ye Chenfeng.

He couldn’t help but say, “Who would have thought that the Yes’ idiotic eldest son would be an expert?

If those in the Capital City knew, they’d sure be shocked, wouldn’t they?

But you won’t live to see that day.”

The man in black’s aura suddenly intensified, with a vague energy swirling around him.

Ye Chenfeng couldn’t help but ask, “An Ancient Martial World expert? Googlᴇ search NovᴇlFirᴇ(.)nᴇt

Are you from the Ancient Martial World?”

“Ye Chenfeng, you guessed right.

Should I commend you for being well-informed?” the man in black teased.

No wonder the man in black was so formidable—he was an Ancient Martial World expert.

In a world five hundred years later, such experts were not unfamiliar to the general populace, but in the world of five hundred years ago, today, they would usually not be seen in the cities.

Typically, Ancient Martial World experts would train within their own sects, most of which were hidden deep in the mountains or other secretive locations, unfindable by ordinary people.

The car accident that took the lives of Ye Chenfeng’s parents now seemed to be connected to an Ancient Martial World expert, giving him a very ominous premonition.

Today, five hundred years ago, a person from the Ancient Martial World shouldn’t be interfering in mortal affairs.

So how could this Ancient Martial World expert in front of him be explained?