Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

“Yes,” one of the guards replied and apprehended Eldest Young Master Hang and Eldest Miss Sun.

Ye Wanwan couldn't help but marvel at Patriarch Shen's modus operandi.

The Shen family's current status absolutely didn't depend on chance and luck. A person could see Patriarch Shen's abilities from this matter alone.

He didn't allow the attendees of the Shen banquet, Miss Sun and Mr. Hang, to become injured or die nor did he disrespect the president of the Fearless Alliance… He resolved the awkward position the Shen family was in as the host with a few words.

“Come, President Bai. I didn't recognize you earlier, but let's have a good talk.” Patriarch Shen beamed at Ye Wanwan and clapped her shoulders before leading her toward the VIP seats.

Patriarch Shen personally poured a cup of tea for Ye Wanwan and handed it to her. “President Bai, have some tea.”

“Thank you, Uncle Shen.” Ye Wanwan smiled and accepted the tea.

“Dad, I also want a cup.” Eldest Young Master Shen sprinted toward them.

Patriarch Shen glanced at his foolish son. “Get lost.”

“I won't! I want to drink tea!” Eldest Young Master Shen plopped himself down next to Ye Wanwan.

Ye Wanwan: “…”

Patriarch Shen looked at Ye Wanwan with an embarra.s.sed expression.

“President Bai, please excuse my son. He was pampered and spoiled since childhood,” Patriarch Shen said.

Ye Wanwan shook her head. “Tianchen is fine.”

Underneath the VIP seats, Nie Linglong's eyes kept darting over to Ye Wanwan, a cold glint sparkling in her eyes.

This woman who shouldn't have appeared… must disappear.

Nearby, Nameless Nie sent a look to Ji Xiuran, who was conversing with a few leaders from other factions.

“Excuse me, everyone. I'll have to leave momentarily,” Ji Xiuran quietly said with a smile.

“Emperor Ji is being too courteous. Do what you need to do,” an elderly man said.

After Ji Xiuran left, the leaders all couldn't help but marvel at how accomplished Ji Xiuran was despite his young age. Moreover, he didn't put on any airs and made people feel like a spring breeze was was.h.i.+ng over them.

“Brother Nie, what is it?”

Ji Xiuran asked in confusion when he reached Nameless Nie's side.

“Are you… very familiar with Lord Asura?” Nameless Nie looked very inquisitive.

Ji Xiuran quietly said, “There's no harm in speaking frankly, Brother Nie.”

“Take me over there. I have something to ask Lord Asura,” Nameless Nie replied.

“Sure.” Ji Xiuran didn't say anything more and led Nameless Nie to Lord Asura, who was drinking tea on the side.

“Hey!” Nameless Nie approached Lord Asura.

Before he could take more than a few steps, he was blocked by Jiang Yan.

“Who are you?” Jiang Yan coldly looked at him.

“You're blocking me?” Nameless Nie stared at Jiang Yan. “If I allowed myself to be blocked by you just like that… I would be shaming myself.”

Nameless Nie lifted his right arm and instantly sent Jiang Yan dozens of steps back.

After Jiang Yan steadied himself, disbelief and surprise surfaced in his eyes. Who's this man in front of me…? How could he be so strong that I can't see through him anymore…?

Could he be the rumored strongest person in the Independent State, Piece of Sh*t?!

At this time, Lord Asura's icy gaze landed on Nameless Nie, surprise entering his eyes when he saw Nameless Nie's face clearly. He imperceptibly turned his head.