Chapter 182: Chapter 182: Do You Know Huang Yutao_1
Ye Fei nodded slightly and looked around, only to see everyone making promises in exchange for the Spiritual Energy Pills in the general’s possession.
There were ancient martial artists who couldn’t afford to pay and could only offer their Cultivation Techniques.
Ye Fei smiled faintly, he was more interested in Cultivation Techniques than in money.
If he could use them at will, why not give away all these Spiritual Energy Pills?
Spiritual Energy Pills could be refined at any time, but Cultivation Techniques couldn’t.
The more, the better!
"Since there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave first,"
Ye Fei said indifferently, instantly attracting everyone’s attention.
Some of the bigshots who had recovered hurried over.
Wan Rong was the first to rush over, standing in front of Ye Fei with a beaming smile, as his tall frame shrank considerably, "Mr. Ye’s life-saving grace is unforgettable. How about I, Wan Rong, host a feast to rid Mr. Ye of this ill luck?"
"Some other time." Ye Fei waved his hand dismissively.
"Alright then, thank you, Mr. Ye." Wan Rong wasn’t upset by the refusal, and even bowed respectfully with both hands clasped together.
Watching Ye Fei’s departing figure, Long Xiuming’s eyes flashed with a glimmer of light before dimming again, murmuring to himself, "From now on, I’m afraid Qingyun State will have to honor Mr. Ye."
Late at night.
Cradling Su Yueru, Ye Fei wiped the fine sweat from her forehead and said softly,
"I plan to make a trip to Canglang State."
"You’re leaving again?" Su Yueru frowned, her voice laced with grievance, "You’ve just returned, and you’re in such a hurry to go? Is there some other beauty in Canglang State that you’re sneaking off to meet behind my back?"
"We’re running low on Spiritual Energy Pills, I’ll go make some. I’ll be back in no more than two days."
Ye Fei laughed, "If you’re worried, why don’t you come with me?"
"Let’s not." Su Yueru shook her head and refused, "The New Year is coming, and there’s more and more to do at the company every day. I’m practically living there now."
"What’s going on that’s keeping you so busy?" Ye Fei asked, slightly surprised.
He had laid out a good path for the company; she should be playing the role of an absentee owner now.
"Ah, there’s just too much trouble, too much to talk about in a moment," Su Yueru huffed softly and snuggled into Ye Fei’s arms, her voice tender, "Please come back early, alright? Then you can take over Su’s Corporation and let me be a housewife."
This request left Ye Fei speechless with laughter, "Having your husband handle business while you play the housewife? That’s using talent in the wrong place."
"But don’t worry about the company. A large number of orders will come in soon, and just those alone will be enough to support Su’s Corporation."
Su Yueru pouted, "Alright then..."
....
The next day, Ye Fei boarded the airplane heading to Canglang State.
He passed through the exclusive ticket gate and went directly to the first-class cabin of the airplane.
Now that he was flush with funds, the income from the gathering a few days ago made many bigshots envious.
With money in hand, of course he chose first class.
Enjoying oneself is not wrong, after all.
But upon entering, he encountered an unpleasant scene.
He saw that in his assigned seat there sat a man dressed in a high-end suit, his hair slicked back, looking every bit the image of a successful person, crossing his legs arrogantly.
He also kept talking non-stop to the woman sitting next to him.
"Yunyun, I noticed you didn’t eat much for lunch; how about I arrange a restaurant after we land, and we can get a bite?"
Ye Fei could instantly tell that this man was trying to charm the woman, being extremely polite in his words.
However, the woman seemed uninterested in him, quietly reading her magazine, not uttering a word.
Similarly, another person caught Ye Fei’s attention here.
Not far from the two was an old man lying quietly, looking close to death’s door.
Without even using his Starry Eyes, Ye Fei could tell that the old man was suffering from a severe illness and had numerous hidden ailments, clearly not long for this world.
Next to the old man sat a burly man, who sat upright and watched the surroundings vigilantly.
Clearly a trained fighter.
With Starry Eyes, Ye Fei found that this man was quite powerful, with the strength of a late-stage Houtian level.
It was evident who these two people were, but Ye Fei had no intention of dealing with them. He approached the man in the suit, shaking the ticket in his hand and said softly,
"Excuse me, friend, but I think you’re in the wrong seat."
No sooner had the words fallen than the man, instead of checking the seat number, scrutinized Ye Fei from head to toe.
Then, with practiced ease, he picked up a pricey-looking bag from his feet and removed a thick stack of cash, offering it to Ye Fei:
"Here’s twenty thousand yuan. My seat’s in the third row from the back – take the money and off you go."
What he didn’t know was that this scene, if witnessed by the bigwigs from Qingyun State, would mean he wouldn’t survive Ye Fei’s intervention; they would’ve directly gone up to kill this man themselves.
Twenty thousand yuan?
Are you trying to appease a beggar?
Or perhaps you haven’t been toughened up by society?
Now back to Ye Fei.
He frowned slightly, tossed the plane ticket onto the table in front of the man and said impatiently,
"Please make way."
The man was taken aback, clearly not expecting Ye Fei to be so blunt.
Not to mention in front of the woman next to him – his temper flared on the spot!
"Not enough? Thirty thousand? Fifty thousand? Or you name your price – today, this seat is secured by Zhou Peng!"
The man’s temper rose, without leaving any face for Ye Fei.
"Who do you think you are, talking to me with that attitude?"
"I know all the big names in Qingyun State, but I’ve not met someone who dares to speak to me like this."
"Ever heard of Huang Yutao from Qingyun State? Why don’t you go back and find out if he dares to offend me, Zhou Peng?"
After speaking, the man sat back down, giving Ye Fei a disdainful look:
"Really doesn’t know how high the sky or how deep the earth is..."
