286: The more you call me, the more excited I get!

Ye Chen drove Bai Wanqing away from the nursing center and returned to the Tianyao Group building.

When they arrived downstairs at the group, Ye Chen parked the car.

"Thank you... for today."

Bai Wanqing unbuckled her seatbelt and said helplessly, "Not just for me, but for preventing a potential disaster for the group."

Although that person did not come to target Tianyao Group, such a dangerous existence lurking within the group would eventually erupt one day!

"You don't need to thank me." Ye Chen shook his head. "Hawk's target was me, and you were just caught in the crossfire. If we're really counting, I should be the one apologizing for bringing danger to you."

Bai Wanqing pursed her lips, decided not to dwell on the topic, and asked instead, "For the aftermath... the police side, and the mess in the laboratory, how do you need me to cooperate?"

"Shanshan will handle it well." Ye Chen shrugged. "We don't need to worry about anything."

Bai Wanqing nodded.

"I understand."

"Any problem that can be solved with money is not a problem. I will have the public relations and legal departments follow up immediately."

"Hmm." Ye Chen responded, pushed open the door, and got out of the car. "Then I'll be going now; I have other things to do."

"Ye Chen." Bai Wanqing suddenly called out to him.

Ye Chen turned back.

Bai Wanqing looked at him with complex eyes, and finally said softly, "Be careful."

Ye Chen smiled, waved his hand, turned to walk to the roadside, hailed a taxi, and left Tianyao Group.

...

The taxi had just driven two blocks when Ye Chen's phone rang.

It was a call from Shanshan.

"Hello, Master."

Shanshan's voice came from the receiver. "The preliminary on-site investigation is finished, and the evidence is mostly secured. I will handle the subsequent cleanup and reports according to procedure."

"Hmm, good work." Ye Chen said casually.

"Um..."

Shanshan paused, hesitating before speaking, "I've been feeling lately... like I'm almost there!"

"Almost there with what?" Ye Chen didn't react for a moment.

"You know... controlling things to fly!" Shanshan's tone became excited.

"I practice the method you taught me every day!"

"Although it's not very stable yet, and it's hit-or-miss, I secretly tried it while waiting outside the lab earlier, and it seems... I really can make a pen hover for a few seconds!"

Ye Chen was quite surprised to hear this.

Shanshan's talent in mental power was even better than he had expected.

"Not bad."

Ye Chen complimented, "Controlling object movement is the foundation of mental power application. Being able to make it hover for a few seconds shows you've already touched the threshold."

"Really?!" Shanshan was even more excited, completely forgetting that she was once a short-tempered older sister. "Then what should I do next? How can I make it more stable, last longer, and control it to fly faster and more accurately?"

"Don't rush." Ye Chen smiled. "You can't chew more than you can bite. What you need to do now is to master it and feel it."

"Feel it?" Shanshan asked, confused.

"Yes, feel the pen, feel every inch of it."

Ye Chen said slowly.

"Mental power is not brute force; it is precise control."

"Just like when you use your hand to pick something up, you don't use your whole fist to smash it, but your fingers to pinch and grasp it."

"Mental power is the same; you must learn to differentiate and use more delicate tentacles to perceive and control."

On the other end of the phone, Shanshan was silent for a few seconds, seemingly digesting Ye Chen's words.

"I... I think I understand a little."

Her voice became serious. "It's about feeling it more attentively, rather than just thinking of commands like 'up' and 'fly'?"

"Smart." Ye Chen praised. "Keep practicing. When you can make that pen fly stably along a simple path you draw for over a minute without dropping it midway, tell me again. At that time, I will teach you the next step... how to turn it into your weapon."

Controlling objects through the air! Killing invisibly!

Isn't this something that only exists in movies?

Could it be... that I can actually possess this???

Shanshan's breath hitched, and she immediately replied heavily, "Yes! Master! I will definitely work hard!"

"Hmm."

The two didn't chat much more and soon hung up the phone.

Ye Chen leaned back in the backseat and rubbed his temples.

It was a good thing that things were progressing smoothly on Shanshan's side; it meant having another controllable asset.

It's just that this girl had a somewhat impatient temperament, and he had to keep her in check from time to time to prevent her from being reckless.

"Young man, are you guys playing a game?" The middle-aged driver couldn't hold it in anymore and couldn't help but ask.

He had been listening from start to finish and felt it was very mysterious.

Ye Chen realized what happened and smiled awkwardly, "Yeah, playing a game!"

"I knew it." The driver laughed, unaware that he had just brushed past another "world."

Ye Chen muttered to himself.

He had to be more careful about what he said in the future; if ordinary people heard these things, they might think he was crazy.

After all.

Things on the internet could be made by AI, but things seen with one's own eyes and heard with one's own ears were different...

Just as he was thinking about this, his phone vibrated again.

Ye Chen took it out, saw it was Night Owl, and answered.

"Do you have results?" Ye Chen asked straightforwardly.

"Ye Chen, my master just called again." Night Owl's voice was filled with excitement. "There's a result!"

Ye Chen's eyes narrowed. "Where?"

"At the Xiamen City East Port Terminal!" Night Owl gave the answer directly.

"My master dug up intelligence that Maxim rented a small yacht under a fake identity late last night, and it's docked at Berth 7."

"He seems to be preparing to meet someone, and based on the timing..."

"It is very likely that he is meeting the Black Prison Prison Master in the evening!"

A cold sneer curled on Ye Chen's lips.

"Oh? Is that so?"

"Then it seems I don't need to go to Wuli Haisha; I'll just go straight to the terminal to intercept them."

Wipe them all out at once; it saves trouble.

"My master and I will go too!" Night Owl immediately chimed in, her tone full of eagerness.

How could she miss out on this kind of excitement?

Ye Chen pondered for a moment and then agreed, "Sure, come along. See you at the terminal."

After hanging up, Ye Chen looked up and said to the driver, "Driver, change course; go to the East Port Terminal."

The driver looked at him through the rearview mirror, looking suspicious. "East Port Terminal? Young man, you aren't going to the East Port to... to intercept someone, are you? Who are you going to the terminal to intercept?"

Ye Chen was a bit speechless and casually brushed him off, "Blocking a sewer."

"Huh?" The driver was even more confused. "Where are there sewers at the terminal? That area is full of pipes from septic tanks; it's very dirty. Why would you block that?"

Ye Chen: "..."

Forget it.

If you don't know how to chat, just don't.

He simply closed his eyes to rest, letting the driver mutter about "young people these days are really strange" while turning the steering wheel and driving toward the East Port Terminal.

...

East Port Terminal, Berth 7.

A pure white medium-sized yacht was quietly docked on the azure sea, gently bobbing with the ripples.

On the yacht's deck, the scene was completely out of place with the serene seascape.

A blonde man wearing a floral shirt and beach shorts was humming an off-key tune, using nylon rope to tightly tie a blonde woman in a hot bikini to the backrest of the speedboat's driver's seat.

The woman had a hot figure, but her face was currently filled with terror.

Her blue eyes were filled with tears, she struggled violently, and she kept begging, "No... please, let me go! I can give you money if you want it. My boyfriend is nearby; he'll be back soon..."

"Shut up."

The blonde man impatiently interrupted her, but his hand movements became tighter. "Money? I, Maxim, am not short of money. As for your boyfriend..."

He grinned, his eyes flashing with a perverted light.

"He'd better not come back, otherwise I wouldn't mind letting him watch us play."

"Play... play what?" The woman's voice trembled.

"Play something exciting."

Maxim leaned over. "Meeting on the road is fate. I invited you onto the yacht for a drink, and you agreed. Now... it's time to pay for the drinks."

The woman regretted it so much her intestines turned green.

She had just come to the terminal to relax, met this blonde man who looked gentlemanly and charming, and he invited her to visit the yacht.

Vanity got the better of her, and seeing that the other party's yacht was luxurious and his speech was proper, she relaxed her vigilance...

Who knew that as soon as she got on the boat, he changed his face!

"Please, don't do this..." Her voice was choked with sobs.

"Little wench!"

Maxim was even more excited. "The more you scream, the more excited I get. Come on, keep screaming, louder!"

The woman was so scared she instantly fell silent, only daring to sob quietly.

Seeing this, Maxim frowned instead and pulled a long black whip from the toolbox nearby.

"Not screaming anymore?"

"Then I'll whip you until you scream."

"Crack!"

The long whip made a crisp sound in the air.

The woman trembled all over, her face turning green.

She knew she had encountered a pervert!

However.

Just as Maxim raised the whip and was about to bring it down—

"Bang!"

A dull, loud sound!

The yacht swayed violently, as if it had been hit by something huge!

Maxim was caught off guard, stumbled, and almost dropped the whip.

He whipped his head around to look at the source of the sound.

A small speedboat had approached at some point, its bow pressing against the side of the yacht.

Three people were standing on the speedboat.

Leading them was a young Eastern man wearing dark sportswear.

Behind him, on the left, was a cold and beautiful woman in a tight black leather suit with a high ponytail, her eyes like knives.

On the right was a mature bombshell with blonde wavy hair, wearing a wine-red camisole dress, leaning lazily against the railing, her red lips curving into a playful smile.

Maxim was stunned.

"In broad daylight, under the bright sky."

Ye Chen walked over step by step and spoke indifferently, "Your hobby, sir... is quite unique."