81: Where's Ye Lin? Hurry and get him back!

Young Master Long was punched and spun in place several times before falling with a thud.

However, he wasn't entirely useless. A Chang, who had been beaten black and blue, finally had Ye Lin release him to hit Young Master Long.

A Chang seized the opportunity, took a step back, and with a whoosh, pulled out a folding dagger from behind him, its gleaming tip pointed at Ye Lin.

Ye Lin saw it and chuckled, 'Heh, playing with a knife in front of a police officer, are we?'

Before A Chang could act, Ye Lin also pulled something from behind him, flashed it forward, and roared:

"Police! Drop your weapon, or it'll be considered violent assault on a police officer!"

Instantly, the air fell silent.

Everyone looked in disbelief at the item in Ye Lin's hand: a small booklet. Although they couldn't clearly see the words, the national emblem on it was unmistakable.

Moreover, impersonating a police officer in the country was a serious crime; most people wouldn't dare to do such a thing.

A Chang's previously expressionless face suddenly changed, looking at Ye Lin as if he had eaten excrement. 'You tricked me, you bastard?'

Young Master Fang, standing behind, also felt his head buzzing. 'Damn it, how did a police officer suddenly appear in this Jinhai Club?'

This was completely illogical.

He gave a look to Young Master Long, who had just gotten up from the ground. Young Master Long immediately understood. 'It's always me doing these dirty jobs again.'

"You say you're a police officer, and you are? Who can prove it? I could say your ID is fake," Young Master Long asked, holding his neck and emboldening himself.

"Then come and see?" Ye Lin sneered.

"I won't."

"Coward."

"You..."

Young Master Long wasn't stupid. Shouting from a distance was fine, but if he was asked to step up again, he wouldn't.

With Young Master Long refusing, no one dared to speak for a moment.

Young Master Fang glared fiercely at Young Master Long and had no choice but to step forward. "You say you're a police officer, right? As for this ID, we don't know if it's real or fake. We just saw you fighting with this man."

"If you ask me, this ID of yours might just be something you pulled out to trick people and escape when you couldn't win the fight."

"Don't you agree?" Young Master Fang turned to the crowd behind him and incited them with his last sentence.

"Yes!"

"That makes sense. If he's a police officer, why did he fight for so long before showing his ID?"

"Police officers aren't that good at fighting. It's clearly fake."

Suddenly, a buzzing sound of discussion filled the air.

Ye Lin was also speechless. 'How can people be so easily fooled these days? Does my genuine ID really need proof?'

They might be foolish, but A Chang opposite him wasn't. He quickly put away his knife.

He was a thug; he could risk his life for his boss, but he couldn't kill a police officer for him.

Young Master Fang looked at Ye Lin triumphantly. "How about it, Comrade? You suddenly appear and say you're a police officer, who would believe that? How about you go back and come with a search warrant?"

"Exactly, why should he search our club without a search warrant?"

"Where are the security guards? Hurry up and kick him out!"

Ye Lin shook his head, speechless.

Just then, a loud voice suddenly came from behind the crowd, "I can prove it!"

Young Master Fang was furious and roared back, "You say you can, and you can? Who do you think you are?"

The crowd parted, and several people walked out. "I say I can prove it, and I can, Fang Yaowei, Young Master Fang. Why don't you ask them?"

Seeing the newcomers, Young Master Fang's pupils rapidly constricted, and he chuckled sinisterly, "Of course you, Young Master Kang, can prove it. Does anyone here dare to say otherwise?"

The person who arrived was Kang Shaojie, which made Ye Lin a little curious. 'What's he playing at?'

As the number one young master in the provincial city, he might not be the absolute first, but at least few people dared to openly disrespect him.

However, Kang Shaojie clearly didn't get along with Fang Yaowei. He held his nose high and didn't respond.

When he looked at Ye Lin, Young Master Kang managed to force a difficult smile. "Officer Ye... Officer Ye, why don't we go back into the private room and sit for a while?"

Ye Lin was confused, not understanding what Young Master Kang was up to. Since the other party wasn't being friendly, he wasn't going to try to cozy up to him.

So Ye Lin said without ceremony, "Young Master Kang, are you playing a game of changing faces?"

At this, the people behind Young Master Kang wouldn't have it. Even if you hit the master, you have to see if the dogs agree, right?

"What are you saying? How dare you speak to Young Master Kang like that?"

"Young Master Kang gives you a little color, and you want to open a dye shop, huh? He gives you a little sunshine, and you get all bright?"

"An ungrateful wretch."

Several people furiously unleashed a barrage of words at Ye Lin. This was not the time to back down when trying to show off in front of Young Master Kang.

"Shut up!" Young Master Kang suddenly acted out of character, roaring at the people behind him.

The younger brothers behind him were bewildered. 'Young Master, we're helping you!'

"Haha, haha." Fang Yaowei suddenly burst out laughing.

He pointed at Kang Shaojie and laughed, "My Young Master Kang, you didn't offend him before, and now you have to beg him, did you?"

"Hahahaha, you, Young Master Kang, actually have times when you're put in a difficult position! How amusing, how amusing!"

Fang Yaowei laughed, doubling over.

But apart from him, no one else dared to laugh. There was no way; Young Master Kang was the number one young master. You couldn't just laugh freely without that kind of power.

Hearing Fang Yaowei's laughter, Young Master Kang's face instantly turned red, because that guy had really hit the nail on the head.

Originally, when he saw Ye Lin leave, he felt incredibly relieved, finally letting out a breath. With such an irritating person gone, he couldn't have been happier.

However, not long after Ye Lin left, a call came in.

Seeing the caller's number, Kang Shaojie's head immediately felt like it was going to explode. He frantically gestured for his younger brothers to lower their voices and keep quiet, then answered the phone.

"Dad, you called me?"

The caller was indeed Kang Dejun. After his meeting, he remembered the old man's instructions and, fearing his son might mess things up, quickly made a call.

"Shao Jie, are you getting along well with Ye Lin?" His father's authoritative voice came through the phone.

"Dad, yes, very well. We get along great," Kang Shaojie replied perfunctorily, sweat already beading on his forehead. 'Did I misunderstand? Is Dad really telling me to befriend this Ye Lin?'

"You should learn from Officer Ye, build a good relationship, and keep in touch more in the future, understand?"

"Okay, Dad, I understand."

"Uh, is Ye Lin there? I want to say a few words to him," Kang Dejun suddenly said on the phone.

"Ah? He... he went to the restroom." Young Master Kang was scared out of his wits. Fortunately, his younger brothers pointed to the restroom, allowing him to bluff his way through.

"Alright then, you two have a good time. I still have a meeting." Kang Dejun hung up after saying that.

Young Master Kang held the phone, his face filled with fear.

"Where's Ye Lin?"

"Young Master Kang, that person? He just left," A Bo answered timidly.

"Chase! Hurry and bring him back!"

Kang Shaojie rushed out with his phone. His younger brothers, seeing the change in situation, followed him out.