The twenty-man team of bodyguards felt chills down their spines; they didn't have the guts to make a move.They looked at one another indecisively.Philip staggered to his feet; his entire body was covered in dust, his refined appearance was gone, and he wasn't looking as handsome as when he came. With the obvious palm print on his face, he looked hideous.He didn't expect Old Ye to strike while they were still trading words, and he didn't even know how he did it."Beat him, beat him up!" Philip roared in rage; he was very angry. His chest rose and fell in anger, while his eyes turned bloodshot in rage.The twenty bodyguards looked at one another, wondering who would boldly step forward to start the fight."Let's go in, Jenny," Old Ye said, holding Jenny's arm. The two of them turned around and returned inside the house.When Philip saw that the twenty bodyguards were not taking action, but rather watching them get away, he roared, "What are you all standing like idiots for? Go get th
Inside the Wilson manor was filled with cars. Although there are hundreds of cars in the manor, there is still lots of space to park more cars.At the gate, before anyone could access the Wilson Manor, he had to confirm the invitation card at a machine in a corner.When Old Ye got to the gate, four cars were ahead, going in, while at the side was a car parked by the roadside.Old Anderson and Philip, with Cynthia, were waiting confidently for the invitation card in the hands of Old Ye.They have sent some assassins after Old Ye, and he was confident those assassins would get the invitation card."Dad, why are they not here yet? What is taking them so long?" Philip asked anxiously, pacing front and back.Old Anderson by the side laughed heartily and then told Philip, "Don't be anxious; even if they have wings, there is no way they are going to escape those men I sent. They will soon be here."Old Anderson was very confident that the men he sent would surely get the invitation card from
Philip Wilson didn't expect he would run into such a situation when he was ordered to get a guest who couldn't even afford a car by the Wilson patriarch.What even made him more unhappy was that some lowly people were kicking up a ruckus at the gate."What are you waiting for? Apprehend the thief and handle the matter properly," Philip Wilson said impatiently. He wasn't in the mood to talk to inconsequential people.He didn't even look at Old Anderson's face; with the Anderson status, how can he bother with them?Old Anderson neither blushed nor paled at being ignored; he was very thick-skinned to step back unscathed after being ignored by a third-generation trust fund baby."Thank you, Young Master Wilson," Old Anderson bowed his head several times and repeatedly said.Before the team of bodyguards could make a move on Old Ye again, they heard him say, "I am the one you are waiting for; did that old man send you to bring me?"The moment Old Ye dropped those words, it was like a bombs
When Philip Wilson brought Old Ye and Jenny inside the Wilson mansion, he got in his car parked at the gate and drove off, leaving Old Ye and Jenny at the gate.The mere thought of being an errand boy to someone who insulted him, he feel like killing somebody.As Old Ye rode the bicycle with Jenny and followed from behind, those who saw the scene of someone arriving at the Wilson patriarch's birthday party with a bicycle started wagging their tongues.The Wilson mansion was very large, to the extent that one will question if all the lands in A-City were sold to the Wilson family."What took you so long? My grandpa wants me to bring you to see him." Philip Wilson asked angrily; his face was cold, and his heart was filled with unhappiness.After parking his car, he entered the bouquet hall without Old Ye and Jenny, but the Wilson patriarch instructed him to bring Old Ye to see him personally.He has no choice but to return and do it."Little kid, you should be happy you are ordained to
"Take a seat and eat to your fill; I will be back," Old Ye told Jenny and then ignored Jane before facing Philip Wilson and saying, "Lead the way."Philip Wilson gritted his teeth and cursed Old Ye a thousand times, wondering if he would die if he didn't posture.Old Ye left with Philip Wilson, leaving Jane gnashing her teeth in rage. She stomped her foot, looking aggrieved to the max.She ran over to make Old Ye give up on going on a date with her; who would have thought she became unworthy in a few breaths?Although Old Ye's response was hilarious, no one dared laugh; they all respected the host."Who is that arrogant and pompous young man to you?" Jane turned to Jenny and asked, almost roaring in anger.She had lost her face; her friends were on the side when she ran over, and they all heard what the young, handsome man said."He is my grandfather," Jenny responded truthfully.The guests present heard what Jenny said a commotion broke out in the bouquet hall; everyone began talking
Old Wilson stared at Old Ye intently without saying a word; he wanted to invite him but he didn't want to be rejected."I will go with you," Old Ye agreed helplessly. He could tell from the way Old Wilson was looking at him that he wanted him to accompany him to the meeting.Although Old Ye could foresee that going with Old Wilson would bring him nothing but trouble.When has he ever been afraid of trouble?The Wilson butler was confused, wondering why his boss was giving face to a poorly dressed man.When Old Wilson and Old Ye arrived at the large conference room in the Wilson mansion, it was already filled to the brim; the seats were occupied by the Wilson Group directors and shareholders, and two seats were already positioned at the podium. Old Wilson gestured towards the butler to add another chair.The moment the butler carried another chair over to the podium, Stones Wilson's eyes narrowed, and he stared at Old Ye intently but retracted his gaze."Since everyone is here, there
Old Wilson's face changed drastically, and he stared at Stones Wilson in shock. He didn't expect that Stones Wilson had already found out the truth."Old man, you think you have fooled everyone, but you didn't realise I was just playing along all these while." Stones Wilson sneered in contempt; he had plotted for years and quietly brought every decision-maker over to his side.Even if Old Wilson dies now, even if he declares Jane as his successor here, it would be meaningless as long as he didn't do it publicly. All the directors and shareholders were on his side, and he had won them over."Since you already know the truth, Jane Wilson is my successor, and in the future, she will be the chairman of the Wilson Group," Old Wilson calmly announced.Discontent voices rose in uniform as many of the shareholders and directors discussed amongst themselves heatedly.Stones Wilson sneered in contempt; he didn't take a kick of a dying horse seriously; in seven minutes, Old Wilson would be dead.
"This Lord doesn't want to kill, but that doesn't mean I can't kill; this is your last chance; don't blame me for being ruthless." Old Ye said coolly; he didn't look a bit terrified at being shot at. All the bullets that came out of the gun's muzzle in Stone Wilson's hands missed the mark. Stones Wilson stared at Old Ye in shock. He looked like someone who had seen a ghost. No matter how he tried to shoot at Old Ye, he couldn't achieve it. His heart plummeted. He stared at Old Ye in horror and took a step back when Old Ye got up from the chair he was sitting in. Everyone present watched with wide eyes; they had never seen such a thing in their life before. Suddenly the fear on Stones Wilson's face disappeared, and then he burst into laughter before he said, "Do you think you are the only cultivator in this conference hall, Daoist Ji? I will leave it to you." Old Wilson furrowed his eyebrows in contemplation; he had already snapped out of the shock of Old Ye diverting more than t