Stalking me? You've got some nerve.

Young Lord Wang handed the business card to Butler Wei, took out his phone to add Sun Jingcheng's contact information, and then drove away.

On the way back, Butler Wei looked at the stack of business cards in his hand, turned his head, and asked, "Young Master, what should we do with these?"

These business cards belonged to the wealthy tycoons and second-generation heirs who had attended the auction. Young Lord Wang naturally knew exactly what they were planning.

It was nothing more than wanting an opportunity to cooperate with him, or perhaps just wanting to make their faces familiar to him.

They held no significant value to him, so after a mere glance, he said indifferently, "Throw them away."

It wasn't that he looked down on these people. Although there were plenty of big bosses with net worths in the tens of billions among them, so what? Not only did he not need partners at the moment, but even if he did in the future, it certainly wouldn't be from this group.

Butler Wei wasn't surprised to hear this, as he was thinking the same thing as Young Lord Wang.

However, he thought to himself that it wouldn't be good if someone found out they were thrown away. It would be better to burn them once they got back; that way, it would be clean and final.

Just as the motorcade reached the halfway point, the voice of a Bodyguard from the trailing car suddenly came through the walkie-talkie in the rolls-royce. "Young Master, someone is following us."

Hearing this, Young Lord Wang didn't even need to think to know who had sent the pursuers. There were only two possibilities: either Chen Yanxi or Song Chengen.

However, in his view, the latter was more likely.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Butler Wei picked up the walkie-talkie and replied, "Leave one car to intercept them."

"Understood!"

The Bodyguards who received the order reacted immediately. A land rover range rover directly cut off and stopped the black sedan following behind them.

The driver of the black sedan's eyelids twitched at the sight, especially when he saw the Bodyguard getting out of the land rover range rover. That burly physique looked full of power.

But being in this line of work, he still had some courage. He quickly calmed his emotions, rolled down the window, stuck his head out, and cursed, "Do you people know how to drive? Just because you're driving a crappy Land Rover, you think you're hot stuff?"

Seeing the other party take the initiative to strike first, the Bodyguard's brow furrowed. Without a word, he stepped forward and dragged the driver out of the car.

Fortunately, this was the outskirts and there weren't many cars on the road; otherwise, a rear-end collision would have been certain.

After the driver was dragged out, his other companions in the car quickly got out, pretending to be ordinary people, and began to hold the Bodyguard accountable.

"What do you think you're doing? Are you the mafia? On what grounds are you stopping us?"

"Exactly! I'm telling you, this is a society ruled by law. If you dare hit us, I'll make sure you get more than you bargained for!"

Unexpectedly, the Bodyguard didn't pay them any attention at all, turning a deaf ear to their words. His eyes stared straight at the driver, his palm gripping the other man's collarbone. He said coldly, "Speak. Who sent you to follow us?"

Hearing this, the driver's eyes dodged, not daring to meet his gaze. He turned his face away. "What following? I don't know what you're talking about. What, do you own the road?"

But how could his little tricks hide anything from the Bodyguard? Seeing that the other party didn't intend to cooperate, the Bodyguard applied pressure with his palm. The driver felt as if his bones were about to be crushed, and a heart-wrenching pain spread through his entire body.

"I'll ask you one more time. Who sent you to follow us?"

*Hiss*... I don't know what you're talking about."

"You won't talk, right? Fine. I like tough guys like you. Take them to the car."

Hearing this, another Bodyguard stepped forward and dragged the companion toward the land rover range rover like he was carrying a little chick.

The driver's expression changed at this. If he was taken away, even if he didn't die, he'd lose a layer of skin. "Wait! I'll talk, I'll talk! It was Young Master Song. Young Master Song told us to follow you, saying that after we find where you live, we'd move tonight to kidnap your young master and sink him in the sea."

The Bodyguard's face darkened upon hearing this. *Slap!* He threw a palm across the man's face. Two teeth flew out of the man's mouth, and blood stained his lips red.

The pain made the driver unable to stop his tears. Especially when he saw the Bodyguard's eyes, he lost his nerve completely. That look, as if he were looking at a dead man, made his blood run cold.

"Call Song Chengen and tell him you failed."

The driver stammered, not knowing what to do. "I... I..."

"What? Don't tell me you can't contact Song Chengen, or were you lying just now?"

"No, no... I wasn't. I'll call him right now."

After saying that, he took out his phone and dialed a number. After glancing at the Bodyguard warily, he put on a respectful tone and said, "Young... Young Master Song, we failed."

He wanted to hang up after speaking, but the Bodyguard snatched the phone away. After giving the man a cold glance, the Bodyguard put the phone to his ear.

A woman's voice came from the other end of the line. "What Young Master Song? What failure? Did you dial the wrong number? By the way, you were great last night, you devil. Are you coming again tonight?"

Hearing this voice, the Bodyguard squeezed the phone hard, and the screen cracked instantly.

The driver's legs were shaking at this scene, and cold sweat poured down his forehead. He didn't know if he could withstand a single punch from the man. It was so hard to guess!

"I... I said I dialed the wrong number. Do you believe me?"

The Bodyguard didn't answer him. Instead, he crouched down and said out of the blue, "Do you know what it feels like to have your arm snapped off? Watching your own bones separate from your flesh should be quite thrilling. Do you... want to try?"

Hearing these words, which sounded like a demon whispering in his ear, the driver's crotch felt warm as a stream of heat flowed down from his thighs.

Who the hell were these people? No! These weren't people; they were simply demons. Death was just a matter of one's head hitting the ground; he wasn't afraid of death. After all, in this line of work, he had long ago put life and death aside. What he feared was a fate worse than death.

"I was wrong, I was wrong! I'll talk, I'll say everything! Chen Yanxi made us do it. She said if we were discovered and wanted to live, we should push everything onto Young Master Song. Please, spare us! We're just taking people's money to eliminate their troubles; we didn't want to do this!"

"Interesting. Don't you think your words are contradictory? However..."

Seeing that there seemed to be a turn of events, the driver said with a face full of longing, "However what? As long as you let us go, we'll do anything!"

"However, I can give you a quick end."

Hearing this, the driver's hand instinctively reached for his waist. One moment his face was full of the desire to survive, but the next it was replaced by madness. "You want to kill me? Then you go to hell first!"

But to his utter surprise, before he could pull the gun from his waist, the Bodyguard seemed to have anticipated it. He pinned the man's hand down and smiled. "Don't pull out that little toy of yours."

With that, his other hand seized the man's throat with lightning speed. A crack was heard, and the man's entire body instantly went limp on the ground.

Seeing this, the other two accomplices' expressions changed. They were about to pull their guns, but the other Bodyguard didn't give them a chance to fire.

A minute later, the two cars, one behind the other, sped off in the direction Young Lord Wang had gone.