411: Chapter 411 Why did you frame me?

Time ticked by, second by second.

The private room was deathly quiet.

Lord Long knelt obediently on the floor, not even daring to breathe too loudly.

But as time passed, he grew anxious, his heart fluttering with uncertainty.

What if those people didn't show up?

What if they came but couldn't be defeated?

What if...

He was lost in his wild thoughts.

Suddenly!

BANG!!!

The door to the private room was slammed open.

A subordinate dressed in black rushed in stumbling, his face deathly pale.

“Lord Long! This is bad!”

“Someone has broken in! The brothers can't stop them!”

Lord Long snapped his head up.

They were here!

They really came!

He instinctively looked toward Ye Chen.

Ye Chen slowly opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth curling upward slightly. “They arrived quite quickly.”

The words had barely left his lips.

Two figures strode inside.

The leader was a man in his forties with a mole at the corner of his left eye.

Following him was a tall, thin man in his early thirties with a hideous scar on the right side of his neck, stretching from behind his ear down to his collarbone.

True Qi circulated around their bodies, and their aura was staggering.

Heaven Realm.

Both were in the Heaven Realm.

And both were at the late stage of the Heaven Realm.

The two strode into the private room.

The square-faced man in the lead sneered, his eyes filled with mockery.

“Long Houtao, you were pretty damn arrogant on the phone, weren't you?”

“One point three billion? And you wanted me to deliver it?”

“What kind of thing do you think you are? You dare to double-cross us?”

The scarred man behind him also spoke up: “If you don't give us a reasonable explanation today, you and your people will all die here!”

Lord Long trembled all over and instinctively looked at Ye Chen, his eyes full of pleading.

The two men followed his gaze.

And then.

Both of their expressions changed drastically!

“Ye Chen?!”

The square-faced man's pupils constricted, and he instinctively took half a step back.

The scarred man even reached his right hand toward his waist.

Ye Chen leaned back on the sofa and smiled slightly.

“I am the explanation you want.”

“He helped me lure you out. How is that for an explanation?”

The faces of the two men changed completely.

The square-faced man took a deep breath and said in a low voice, “Ye Chen, we mind our own business...”

He hadn't finished speaking.

Ye Chen had already raised his hand, interrupting him.

“Don't beat around the bush and act innocent.”

“You were about to frame me, so how are we minding our own business?”

He stood up from the sofa and walked toward the two men.

“Come, tell me.”

“Why frame me?”

The square-faced man's face turned ashen; he gritted his teeth but didn't say a word.

The scarred man behind him also stared intently at Ye Chen, his eyes filled with wariness.

He never expected...

Ye Chen actually knew!

What was even more unexpected...

Ye Chen not only knew, but had also trapped them!

Damn that Long Houtao!

The two instinctively looked at Lord Long as if they wanted to swallow him alive.

Lord Long shuddered and instinctively lowered his head, not daring to meet those two predatory gazes.

Seeing this, Ye Chen spoke indifferently: “Alright, stop glaring at him. Let's settle the score between us first!”

The two men looked at each other. The square-faced man took a deep breath, a smile that looked worse than crying appearing on his face.

“Mr. Ye, I am Zhao Kuang of the Shenwu Alliance. There must be some misunderstanding here.”

He raised his hand and pointed at Lord Long, his voice full of indignation. “It must be this bastard Long Houtao acting on his own to cause trouble, trying to drive a wedge between us. It has nothing to do with us, right, Xie Lai?”

Xie Lai, beside him, immediately nodded frantically, his head bobbing like a chicken pecking at rice.

“Yes, yes, yes! Brother Zhao is right!”

“Mr. Ye, we of the Shenwu Alliance have no grievances or enmity with you. How could we do such a thing?”

“It's definitely this dog Long Houtao who wanted to double-cross us and intentionally used our name to stir up trouble!”

“You must believe us!”

The two of them worked in tandem, dumping all the blame onto Lord Long's head.

Kneeling on the ground, Lord Long was completely stunned.

He looked up, his eyes wide as he stared at the two men, his expression one of total collapse.

“Fuck your ancestors!”

“It was clearly you who came to my door and told me to spread rumors to frame Lord Ye!”

“You even said that once it was done, the entire underground world of Central Plains City would be under my control!”

“Now look at you, it's all my fault?”

“Are you people even fucking human???”

Zhao Kuang's face darkened as he spoke coldly: “Bullshit! When did I ever look for you?”

Xie Lai also sneered.

“Long Houtao, stop your fucking slander!”

“Our Shenwu Alliance acts with integrity and honor. How could we do such a lowly thing?”

“It's clearly your own greed that led you to try and use Mr. Ye's name to blackmail us!”

What a joke.

Ye Chen was currently at the peak of his power; the two of them were certainly no match for him.

After all.

The story of him kicking the Third Elder of the Chen Family to death was spreading like wildfire.

They weren't afraid of playing games in the dark.

But once things were brought out into the light...

They had to be afraid.

At the very least.

They had to get out of here alive first.

Lord Long was shaking with rage, cursing eighteen generations of these two bastards' ancestors.

In his fifty years of life, he had seen shameless people, but never anyone this shameless!

Lying to his face without even blushing!

He turned his head sharply toward Ye Chen, tears almost falling.

“Lord Ye! You have to believe me! Every word I say is true!”

“These two bastards are trying to make me the scapegoat!”

Ye Chen stood where he was and smiled.

“Interesting.”

He walked up to Zhao Kuang and stopped.

“You say your Shenwu Alliance acts with integrity and honor?”

Zhao Kuang's Adam's apple bobbed as he nodded with difficulty: “Yes... yes!”

Ye Chen nodded and flipped his right hand.

A jet-black token landed in his palm.

When Zhao Kuang and Xie Lai saw the token, their faces instantly turned as white as paper: “This... this is...”

Ye Chen toyed with the token and spoke indifferently.

“I found this thing tonight on Qianlong Mountain, on someone from your Shenwu Alliance.”

“They tried to steal my things, so I crippled them.”

“By now, they should have been taken away by the Dragon Group.”

Zhao Kuang's legs went weak, and he almost knelt directly on the floor.

Xie Lai was trembling all over, the scar on his face twitching.

Ye Chen put away the token, his gaze falling on their faces as he smiled slightly.

“Your Shenwu Alliance people first tried to rob me, and then you framed me here...”

“And now you're telling me you act with integrity and honor?”

He tilted his head, his smile growing even more brilliant.

“Do you think I believe that?”

The two still wanted to argue.

But Ye Chen spoke again, interrupting them.

“There's no need to make excuses to me.”

“ I'll just ask you one question.”

“Why frame me?”

Zhao Kuang and Xie Lai looked at each other, their expressions filled with struggle.

Ye Chen looked at them and smiled slightly.

“You have ten seconds to consider.”

“If you don't speak...”

He paused, his smile becoming even more radiant. “One of you will die.”

As those words fell.

The temperature in the private room seemed to drop to freezing point instantly.

A naked threat.

Without any disguise.

Lord Long, kneeling on the ground, had eyes that lit up.

Holy crap!

Ye Chen is truly Ye Chen!

Domineering!

So fucking domineering!

Zhao Kuang and Xie Lai's faces turned pale and then green, their expressions shifting constantly.

Speak?

Or not speak?

If they spoke, they wouldn't be able to explain themselves to the Alliance when they returned.

If they didn't speak, they might die right here.

The two looked at each other, both seeing fear in the other's eyes.

Ye Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his smile unchanging.

He even began to count down.

“Ten.”

Fine beads of sweat broke out on Zhao Kuang's forehead.

“Nine.”

Xie Lai's right hand began to tremble slightly.

“Eight.”

The breathing of the two became increasingly rapid.

“One.”

Xie Lai: “???”

Zhao Kuang: “???”

Lord Long: “???”

Everyone: “???”

Wait...

He only counted to eight, how did he suddenly jump to one?

Everyone was caught off guard.

But the chill of death was already rushing toward them!

“I'll speak!”

Zhao Kuang instinctively roared out.

But it was too late.

Ye Chen's right hand gave a light flick.

Whoosh!

A cold light as thin as a hair shot out from Ye Chen's fingertip!

Fast!

So fast that no one present could see what it was!

Xie Lai didn't even have time to react before that speck of cold light sank into his glabella.

His eyes widened, his expression frozen between astonishment and fear.

And then.

His body fell straight backward.

THUD!

Blood seeped out from the red dot on Xie Lai's forehead, slowly flowing down.

Xie Lai lay on the cold floor, his eyes still open, but his breath was gone.

An instant kill.

A true instant kill.

Until the moment he died, he never thought that in Ye Chen's hands, he wouldn't even have the qualification to resist.

Zhao Kuang's legs gave way, and he slumped to the floor.

He was shaking all over, sweat pouring down his face.

Dead?

Xie Lai just died like that?

He didn't even make a move, didn't even hold out for a second, and he just died like that?

Lord Long, kneeling to the side, was also completely dumbfounded.

He knew Ye Chen was powerful, but he didn't expect him to be this powerful!

That Xie Lai was at the late stage of the Heaven Realm!

And he was just instakilled like that?

If he hadn't performed well just now, would he have ended up like this too?

The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, and his kneeling posture became even more perfect.

No!

He had to seize the opportunity to follow Ye Chen!

Ye Chen withdrew his hand, looked down at Zhao Kuang, and smiled slightly.

“What were you waiting for?”

In Zhao Kuang's eyes, that smile was more terrifying than a demon's.

Zhao Kuang lay prostrate on the ground, his forehead against the cold floor tiles, his voice trembling.

“I... I'll talk! I'll tell you everything!”

“I beg you... I beg you to spare my life!”