Fishing Bay Island.
Ye Yuan looked up at Long An.
He wanted to see whether this second-generation member of the Long family would stir up any more trouble.
It had to be said that although these second-generation heirs could be foolish at times,
they still knew when to advance and when to retreat at critical moments.
Long An no longer had that arrogant, overbearing look from before.
Even the way he looked at Ye Yuan had become much calmer.
He had clearly heard the voice on the other end of the phone just now.
Zhao Xirui!
He was one of the top figures in the second-generation circle.
Especially that final remark about a beating.
Long An knew that the only person Zhao Xirui called Old Master was the old man of the Zhao Family.
Just thinking about someone being personally beaten by that old man made Long An shudder.
It was not an exaggeration.
The matter was actually easy to understand.
At Old Zhao's level, there were truly very few people he would personally hit.
Other than a few of his own grandsons, people who had reached Old Zhao's level...
Even if they delivered themselves to his door and asked to be beaten, he would not bother with them.
That alone showed Ye Yuan's relationship with the Zhao Family.
In Old Zhao's eyes, Ye Yuan was someone treated like a grandson.
So how had he been so blind as to offend this young master?
Never mind Old Zhao—even if Zhao Xirui made a move, his family would have to think carefully about it.
Did Long An hate Ye Yuan now?
The answer was yes.
But what he hated was this: since Ye Yuan had such backing,
why was he still playing the pig to eat the tiger here?
Had he