706: Chapter 706

Bing Lan: "..."

Fine.

She admitted that she had underestimated her boyfriend.

So.

Her worries were somewhat unnecessary.

Besides...

This man never fought a battle he wasn't prepared for.

If he said he could take down the Jin Conglomerate, he certainly could.

Before long.

"Vroom—" A roar of engines came from the distance.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the banquet hall, one could see dozens of black sedans driving into the hotel parking lot one after another, their headlights forming a long dragon in the night.

Immediately after.

"Clack, clack, clack—" Footsteps echoed from downstairs.

The corners of Ye Chen's mouth curled up slightly: "They're here."

As soon as he finished speaking.

"Bang!!!" The banquet hall doors were kicked open, and the two wooden doors flew open violently.

A middle-aged man in a black suit strode in.

It was the helmsman of the Jin Conglomerate, Kim Zhilong.

Behind him followed four old men dressed in grey robes.

Their steps seemed slow, but in reality, each step covered several meters, and in the blink of an eye, they stood behind Kim Zhilong.

The four had withered faces and deep-set eyes, but their entire bodies exuded a cold, chilling aura.

Behind them were one hundred armed soldiers wearing black combat uniforms and holding rifles.

Everyone's face was painted with camouflage, and their eyes were cold and stern.

The most terrifying thing was...

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, one could see that on the rooftop of the building opposite the hotel, several howitzers had been set up, their dark muzzles aimed directly at the banquet hall.

There were also helicopters hovering above the rooftop...

This was the foundation of a conglomerate!

As long as they were willing, let alone controlling South Korea, they could probably replace the person in charge of South Korea with ease.

Kim Zhilong stood at the entrance, his gaze sweeping across the room.

When he saw Kim Tianyou kneeling in front of a young man, with two swollen slap marks clearly visible on his face, the rage in his eyes almost solidified into reality.

"You'er!"

Upon seeing the arrival, Kim Tianyou burst into loud sobs: "Dad! Save me!"

Kim Zhilong took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart, and his gaze fell upon Ye Chen.

"Are you Ye Chen?"

Ye Chen looked up at him: "I am."

Kim Zhilong sneered.

"Kid, I don't care who you are, nor do I care where you are from."

"As long as you dare to touch my son, you must pay the price."

This place was the Kim family's territory!

A foreigner wanted to act presumptuously here?

Simply daydreaming!

Even if he could punch the conglomerates of the USA and kick the Hall of Saints in Northern Europe, so what?

Their South Korea was the pioneer of humanity and the origin of civilization!

In an instant.

The special forces behind him raised their guns in unison, aiming them at Ye Chen and Bing Lan.

The howitzers on the opposite rooftop also adjusted their angles, the muzzles tilting slightly downward to lock onto the banquet hall.

A great battle was on the verge of breaking out.

Several of the guests kneeling on the ground fainted from fright.

It was fucking terrifying!

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow.

"Yo, South Korea has experts too?"

"One late-stage Tianyi Realm, two Mid-stage Tianyi Realm, one early-stage Tianyi Realm."

"Not bad, not bad. To be able to gather four Tianyi Realm experts in such a small place, it's actually quite interesting."

Kim Zhilong's brows furrowed violently.

He didn't expect this young man to see through the cultivation of his four great experts at a glance.

But he soon sneered.

"Do you know fear now?"

"It's too late!"

"My Jin Conglomerate has operated in South Korea for three generations; is our foundation something an outsider like you can imagine?"

"Do you think that just because you have a little fame internationally, you can act wildly on my territory?"

"Let me tell you, this is South Korea! Not the Dragon Country! Not Northern Europe! And certainly not the USA!"

"If you dare to touch a single hair on my son today, I won't let you or the woman beside you walk out of this door!"

As his voice fell, the one hundred special forces behind him simultaneously pulled their gun bolts.

The four grey-robed old men also simultaneously released their auras, the pressure of four Tianyi Realm experts crushing down on Ye Chen like four great mountains.

The atmosphere in the room was tense to the extreme.

However.

Ye Chen looked at Kim Zhilong's look of holding the winning ticket, and couldn't help but shake his head.

"I think you misunderstood."

"When I said 'not bad', I didn't mean I thought you were powerful."

"What I meant to say was..."

"Although Tianyi Realm experts are masters, in my eyes, they are just trash."

As the words fell.

Kim Zhilong's expression froze.

The faces of the four grey-robed old men also changed, anger flashing in their eyes.

They were existences at the top of the pyramid in the South Korean cultivation world, walking sideways in South Korea for decades, and no one had ever dared to describe them with the word "trash".

"Arrogant!"

The late-stage Tianyi Realm grey-robed old man was the first to lose his composure, letting out a low shout and stamping his right foot violently on the ground.

"Boom!!!"

A pit exploded in the ground, and gravel splattered everywhere.

His figure disappeared from the spot like a ghost, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Ye Chen, his withered right hand forming a claw, aiming straight for Ye Chen's throat.

"Kid!"

"You are about to pay the price for your arrogance!!!"

However.

Ye Chen didn't even lift his eyelids.

He just raised his right hand and slapped casually.

The grey-robed old man's claw had already reached three inches from Ye Chen's throat.

And then.

There was no then.

Ye Chen's right hand struck later but arrived first, slapping him squarely on the face.

"Slap!!!"

The grey-robed old man's body flew backward at an incredible speed on the spot.

Then.

He crashed through the banquet hall's floor-to-ceiling window, the tempered glass shattering into countless crystalline particles that scattered like a meteor shower in the night.

The grey-robed old man's figure vanished into the darkness outside the window.

A few seconds later.

The sound of a body hitting the ground came from downstairs, and a burst of car alarms tore through the night sky.

A gust of wind poured in from the broken window, blowing the women's dress hems until they fluttered ceaselessly.

Everyone was blown awake by this cold wind.

No.

They were scared awake.

The guests kneeling on the ground raised their heads, staring blankly at the broken floor-to-ceiling window, their eyes full of fear.

What did they just see?

That grey-robed old man, the number one expert under the Jin Conglomerate, an existence at the top of the pyramid in the South Korean cultivation world...

Was slapped away by Ye Chen?

Slapped directly from a height of over twenty stories???

Ignoring the room, Ye Chen withdrew his hand, his gaze falling on the remaining three experts, and he spoke indifferently.

"Alright, do you want to commit suicide yourselves, or should I do it?"

The faces of the three grey-robed old men turned paler than paper in an instant.

They looked at each other and saw fear in each other's eyes.

It wasn't that they were cowards.

It was just that the scene just now was too fucking terrifying.

Their senior brother, a late-stage Tianyi Realm expert, couldn't even take one slap from Ye Chen before being sent flying.

Judging by the sound of the impact, he was most likely dead.

Killed a late-stage Tianyi Realm expert in one slap?

What kind of joke was this!

If the three of them combined, what could they use to fight this young man?

Go up to be fodder?

Kim Zhilong finally came back to his senses, his face turning livid.

"Three masters, go up together!"

"Take him down!"

"Don't give him any chance!"

"As long as you take him down, I will give you whatever you want!"

The three grey-robed old men did not move.

They stood where they were, looking at each other.

Then.

"Thump!" "Thump!" "Thump!" The three of them knelt on the ground in unison.

Not kneeling to Kim Zhilong, but to Ye Chen.

The leading grey-robed old man cupped his hands in fear and said: "Senior! We were blind and offended you. Please spare our lives, Senior!"

The other two old men also kowtowed repeatedly.

"Please spare our lives, Senior!"

"As long as we can live, we are willing to be your servants, Senior, without any complaints!"

Kim Zhilong was stunned.

The one hundred special forces behind him were also stunned.

Everyone was stunned.

The top experts of the South Korean cultivation world were actually kneeling before a young man in his early twenties, calling him "Senior" over and over again?

What was wrong with this world?

Kim Zhilong's face turned the color of pig liver, and he roared.

"What are you doing? Why are you kneeling to him?!"

"You are the experts that my Kim family spent a fortune to support! You are the face of my Kim family!"

"If you kneel, where will my Kim family's face be???"

The leading grey-robed old man looked up at Kim Zhilong and smiled bitterly.

"Chairman Kim, it's not that we don't want to fight, it's that we really can't beat him."

"This Senior's strength is already beyond what we can look up to."

"If you still want to live, then..."

"Kneel down together."

Kim Zhilong was completely dumbfounded.

Kneel?

Him?

The helmsman of the Jin Conglomerate?

The most powerful person in South Korea?

Kneel to a Dragon Country young man?

He was trembling with anger.

Ye Chen looked at him and said nonchalantly.

"Chairman Kim, you just said that this is South Korea, not the Dragon Country, not Northern Europe, not the USA?"

"Then let me tell you, in my eyes, South Korea is even worse than those places."

"The people I want to kill, none can survive."

"The things I want to take, no one can keep."

"Do me a favor, stop living in a world of your own making, thinking you are the center of the universe, okay?"