438: Chapter 438 Who cares about his expression? Just beat him up!

Yan Qingwu smiled and nodded.

"That's right, I'm on duty."

"I am now officially notifying you, Wang Zhaolin, that you are suspected of participating in the planning of a murder against a citizen of the Dragon Country. Please come with us to undergo investigation."

Wang Zhaolin: "???"

Call the police?

She is the police!

What's the point of calling the police!

And as for a murder plot, that clearly hadn't happened yet!

But as these words reached his lips, he simply couldn't say them.

Because...

He knew all too well.

With the Yan Family's influence and the Dragon Group's privileges, framing him for a crime would be far too easy.

Moreover, he really had held a secret meeting with the people from the Shenwu Alliance to discuss how to deal with Ye Chen.

Although he wouldn't be the one personally killing him, once the label of 'planning a murder' was pinned on him, he wouldn't be able to shake it off!

Ye Chen shrugged. "Butler Wang, do you still want to call the police now?"

Wang Zhaolin's face turned livid, and he gritted his teeth, unable to say a word.

Passersby watched from a distance, pointing and whispering.

The hotel security stood not far away, unsure whether to step forward or retreat.

Ye Chen straightened up and tilted his chin toward the smoking Bentley.

"Alright, don't just stand there dazed."

"Come out. Let's find another place to have a slow chat."

He paused, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly.

"It just so happens that I also want to hear what kind of 'killing move' your Wang Family and the Shenwu Alliance have prepared for me."

Soon, the four of them were sitting in a private room inside the hotel.

Wang Zhaolin and the Middle-aged Man sat side by side on the sofa, their expressions looking extremely grim.

Their hair was a mess, making them look like two drowned rats who had just crawled out of a car crash.

Ye Chen sat on the chair opposite them with his legs crossed, holding a cup of tea and sipping it slowly.

Yan Qingwu stood behind him with her arms crossed, looking at the two with a smile.

That's right.

They could only sit here obediently.

They had no other choice.

The collision just now had left them completely dazed, and combined with Ye Chen and Yan Qingwu's identities...

Wang Zhaolin felt bitter in his heart.

Forget about him not being able to afford to offend them; even if the Head of the Wang Family came, he would probably have to weigh his options carefully.

Ye Chen set down his teacup, looked up at the two, and smiled slightly.

"What's wrong?"

"You've been sitting here for ten minutes. Do you really have nothing to say?"

The two glanced at each other, their expressions becoming even more unsightly.

Wang Zhaolin gritted his teeth and finally spoke.

"Mr... Mr. Ye, we really have nothing to say."

"I just came to Zhejiang Province to handle some private business and only happened to meet with the people from the Shenwu Alliance by chance."

"After all, our two factions have business dealings with each other."

Ye Chen nodded.

"A chance meeting?"

"Then what did you talk about when you met?"

Wang Zhaolin's face stiffened, and he stammered, "Just... just some business matters..."

"Business?"

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow. "What business?"

Good grief!

Wang Zhaolin bit the bullet and said, "Just... just the casino business..."

Upon hearing this, Ye Chen couldn't help but laugh.

"Butler Wang, do you think I'm stupid?"

Wang Zhaolin hurriedly shook his head. "No such thing..."

"Oh."

Ye Chen nodded and interrupted him. "According to our investigation, the Shenwu Alliance is involved in the underground boxing business and even the human organ trade. So, if your Wang Family has business dealings with the Shenwu Alliance, that means..."

Ye Chen didn't finish his sentence, but the faces of Wang Zhaolin and the other man grew even more pale.

Underground boxing was one thing.

But once it involved human organs, it became a heinous crime.

The Wang Family was a member of the Martial Arts Alliance and absolutely could not be associated with such issues.

He hurriedly waved his hands.

"Mr. Ye, I admit, I wasn't actually talking business with the people from the Shenwu Alliance, but catching up with an old friend!"

"We didn't discuss any business matters, nor did we plan anything detrimental to you."

Ye Chen tilted his head.

"Catching up?"

"What kind of catching up would a butler from the Wang Family of Yunnan Province have with the Grand Elder of the Shenwu Alliance?"

Wang Zhaolin froze, unable to speak.

Good grief!

The other party had actually found out everything?

Ye Chen sighed, stood up from his chair, and walked over to Wang Zhaolin.

"Butler Wang, I don't have very good patience."

"You'd better tell the truth."

"Otherwise..."

He smiled slightly. "I don't mind using some methods."

Wang Zhaolin's face turned deathly pale, and his lips trembled. "Mr... Mr. Ye, I really can't say! I can't betray the Wang Family!"

Ye Chen nodded.

"Fine, you have some backbone."

"Then how about I give you a big slap? I won't kill you, just purely torture you. How does that sound?"

As his voice fell, he raised his right hand.

His palm hung in front of Wang Zhaolin, his five fingers slightly spread.

Wang Zhaolin's pupils shrank sharply, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

Damn it!

This ruthless man Ye Chen could even kick an elder of the Chen Family to death. Could a weakling like him withstand it?

If this slap really landed, his old face would definitely be ruined!

"You... you..."

He was completely panicked. "You are the Chief Instructor of the Hidden Dragon Pavilion of the Dragon Group. You can't act like such a bandit!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Chen couldn't help but laugh.

"A bandit?"

"Don't go slandering me now!"

"I simply have the right to act first and report later!"

"If you're not obedient, I'll kill one to warn a hundred."

"Once you're dead, the one next to you will probably talk."

The Middle-aged Man's whole body tensed up, and he went completely numb.

Why...

Did it involve him again?

Ye Chen ignored his expression and instead tilted his head, his face full of playfulness.

"Besides, you are suspected of murdering the Chief Instructor of the Dragon Group. If I slap you, at most it would be considered excessive self-defense during law enforcement."

"When the time comes, I'll write a report saying you resisted arrest and assaulted a police officer, and I acted in self-defense."

"Do you think anyone will seek justice for you?"

Wang Zhaolin trembled all over, his legs went soft, and he almost slid off the sofa.

He wanted to argue, but found he had no way to refute it at all.

Because everything Ye Chen said was the truth.

With the Dragon Group's privileges and the Yan Family's influence, even if Ye Chen really did slap him to death, the Wang Family wouldn't dare to say anything.

What's more...

He was just a butler!

He was only making tens of thousands a month; why should he risk his life?

Seeing his soul-less state, Ye Chen added another line.

"Well?"

"Have you thought it through?"

"Are you going to confess honestly, or take a slap before confessing?"

Wang Zhaolin broke down.

He looked up at Ye Chen, his eyes full of pleading.

"I... I don't want to be hit..."

Ye Chen nodded.

"Then speak."

"If you don't, I'll have to hit you."

Wang Zhaolin's psychological defenses completely collapsed.

"It's... it's the Family Head's idea!"

"The Family Head said that you killing a member of the Chen Family was equivalent to slapping the Wang Family's face!"

"Especially... the Third Elder of the Chen Family, who was the Madam's biological younger brother!"

"The Madam couldn't swallow this grievance, so she contacted the Shenwu Alliance..."

"They... they plan to set a trap in Yunnan Province, and once you arrive..."

He paused, his voice getting smaller and smaller. "They'll make sure you never return."

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow. "Just that?"

Wang Zhaolin nodded desperately.

"Just that! I really only know this much!"

"The specific plan, how the trap is set, how many people are sent, what their strength is..."

"The Grand Elder of the Shenwu Alliance is handling that personally. How could a lowly butler like me know such details!"

Ye Chen stared into his eyes for two seconds, confirming he wasn't lying.

Then.

He turned his head, looked at Yan Qingwu behind him, and smiled slightly. "Did you record it?"

Yan Qingwu pulled her phone out of her pocket and waved it; the screen clearly showed the recording interface.

"I started recording the moment you raised your hand to hit him."

"Full HD, not a single word missed."

The faces of Wang Zhaolin and the Middle-aged Man instantly turned as white as paper.

"You... you..."

Wang Zhaolin's eyes widened as he stared in disbelief at the phone in Yan Qingwu's hand, completely stunned.

Recorded?

It was actually recorded?

Then wouldn't everything he just said have been recorded?

If this got out, and reached the ears of the Wang Family...

He shuddered violently, not daring to think further.

Seeing his terrified appearance, Ye Chen couldn't help but laugh.

"Alright, you can scram now."

"But go back and tell your Wang Family Head."

"Tomorrow, I'll go to Yunnan Province to find him and have a deep chat."

"Tell him to get ready, so he doesn't say I didn't give him a heads-up."

Wang Zhaolin's legs went soft, and he almost sat back down on the sofa.

He stared in disbelief at Ye Chen.

Tomorrow?

Going to Yunnan Province?

Find the Family Head for a deep chat?

This...

This is going to crash the party!

But he didn't dare say another word and could only nod desperately, his head moving like a woodpecker.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"I will definitely deliver the message!"

Ye Chen waved his hand. "Scram."

Wang Zhaolin and the Middle-aged Man scrambled out of the private room and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Ye Chen withdrew his gaze and looked at Yan Qingwu.

"Let's go, it's time for us to find that Grand Elder!"

Yan Qingwu put away her phone, the corners of her mouth curling up slightly. "Take a guess, what kind of expression will that Grand Elder have when he sees you?"

Ye Chen shrugged.

"Who cares about his expression."

"Just beat him up!"