Old Honest Man Ye Bufan, Night Raid on Pearl Harbor

"Like them?"

Jiang Cheng had an absurd thought—could Qin Yan actually be planning to give these things to him?

A single Thousand-Year Blood Ganoderma had already sold for a high price of eighty million, let alone all these rare medicinal ingredients combined, which would cost at least several hundred million.

And these weren't something you could just buy with money.

"Glad you like them. Then they're yours."

Qin Yan smiled lightly, as casually as if she'd spent a few bucks.

??

Was she kidding? That was a rhetorical question.

Jiang Cheng's guard immediately went up.

Nothing good comes from unsolicited favors—there's always an angle!

This was his first time meeting Qin Yan, so what was she after?

"Can I ask a question?"

Jiang Cheng sat up straight and cautiously raised his hand, like a diligent student who'd thought hard before answering in class.

Qin Yan nodded. One question? She could answer a hundred.

When it came to Jiang Cheng, patience and persistence were the last things she lacked.

Besides, Jiang Cheng's question was bound to be something like why she was giving him all this—she'd already prepared her response.

About half an hour later, Jiang Cheng finally walked out of Huatai Auction House.

"Young Master."

A Long came up and opened the car door.

"Back to the Jiang Family."

Jiang Cheng was in a pretty good mood. Just now, he'd finally learned why Qin Yan had helped him out.

It turned out the Qin Family wanted to set up a subsidiary in Jiangcheng, and as one of the Four Great Families of Jiangcheng, the Jiang Family was naturally their first choice for a partner.

As for those medicinal ingredients, they were just a greeting gift.

No wonder—the Qin Family really did have deep pockets.

Guess he'd been too sensitive after all!

Jiang Cheng silently shook his head, glanced out the window, and figured it was time to get ready to leave.

Jiangcheng Police Station, "Ye Bufan, you're free to go."

Ye Bufan, who'd been snoring away, jolted awake from his dream and grabbed the cold iron bars, crying like a river of old tears.

"Really? Really?"

Who knew the suffering he'd endured these days!

Not only couldn't he eat his fill every day, but he'd also been subjected to inhuman treatment.

Every time he was about to fall asleep, a bucket of ice water would come pouring down, and the interrogator would show up.

They'd grab him and start asking, "Are you talking or not?"

God as his witness, he really had no idea what to say.

The worst part was, after he'd finally spilled everything from birth to now in full detail, the next day, someone else came and started from scratch.

Wasn't that just bullying an honest man?

"If you don't want to leave, you can stay a few more days."

The guard officer gave Ye Bufan a cold glance, inwardly relieved.

"Damn, the jinx is finally leaving."

That kid could eat like a monster—one meal was enough for a normal person's whole day, and he still complained he wasn't full.

If he stayed any longer, they'd be eating dirt themselves.

At those words, Ye Bufan shot out of sight in a flash.

Just as he stepped out of the police station, a black Bentley pulled up steadily in front of him.

The window rolled down, and Mu Chengjiang looked coldly at Ye Bufan's haggard face.

"Get in. The old master wants to see you."

Ye Bufan froze for a moment, then burst into wild joy.

So that was why he'd been suddenly released—the Mu Family had pulled strings behind the scenes.

The Mu Family, not bad at all!

Half an hour later, the car pulled into the Mu Family estate.

Ye Bufan followed Mu Chengjiang to a pavilion, where a spirited old man was engrossed in a book.

"Elder Mu."

Seeing Ye Bufan approach, Mu Yunguo gave a slight nod. "Young Friend Ye."

What's with this old man?

Last time they met, he was all smiles. Now he was so flat.

Ye Bufan sensed the shift in Mu Yunguo's attitude and felt a faint unease.

Still, he sat down and said politely, "Thank you for stepping in this time, Elder Mu."

Mu Yunguo let out a soft sigh. Originally, as the disciple of the Divine Doctor, he'd intended to match Ye Bufan with his granddaughter.

But now, he had no choice but to drop it.

He glanced at Mu Chengjiang, who understood.

From his bag, Mu Chengjiang pulled out a card and placed it before Ye Bufan.

"Elder Mu, what's the meaning of this?"

Ye Bufan's face darkened.

"Young Friend Ye, this card holds five million. Consider it an old man's small token."

With the words laid out so plainly, how could Ye Bufan not understand? They were driving him away!

If this place won't keep me, another will.

Ye Bufan suppressed his fury, snapped the card in two, and tossed it to the ground with a scornful smirk.

"This money can't buy Ye Bufan's pride!"

With that, he flicked his sleeves and left without taking a single cloud.

The night wind was cold.

Ye Bufan walked forlornly down the bustling street, the dazzling lights stretching his shadow long.

What utter nonsense!

He, a disciple of the Heavenly Mountain Sect, had been kicked out.

Damn it all.

One day, you'll regret your foolish decision.

Grumble~

Ye Bufan patted his hollow, growling stomach, then fished out his empty pockets.

Shit!

If he'd known, he wouldn't have been so stubborn. Why the hell did he have to show off?

Five million, gone just like that. He might as well have stayed in the Police Station—at least they fed and housed him.

Just then, a fierce wind swept through, followed by a dense downpour.

Ye Bufan: "?...@#**!"

"Jiang Cheng, eat this."

"Senior, this chicken leg is good."

"Jiang Cheng, you must be thirsty. Have some soy milk."

At the dinner table, Jiang Ruoxue and Li Shiyao flanked Jiang Cheng, piling food into his bowl.

Staring at the mountain of dishes in his bowl, Jiang Cheng's mouth twitched.

"Are you two trying to stuff me to death?"

Hmph~

The two girls glared at each other defiantly before finally stopping.

Father Jiang and Mother Jiang exchanged a glance, sharing a knowing smile.

It was time to nudge their blockhead son!

Ahem~

Mother Jiang cleared her throat. "Xiao Cheng, you're not young anymore. It's time to find a girlfriend."

"Is there anyone you have your eye on? Let Mom help you vet them."

At this, Jiang Ruoxue and Li Shiyao tensed up instantly, looking at Jiang Cheng with anticipation.

"What? Girlfriend?"

Jiang Cheng buried his head in his meal, mumbling indistinctly, "Mom, I'm still young. There's no rush for that."

"How can you not be in a rush! This is a big deal about carrying on the family line—unless you want the Jiang Family to end right here."

Where did that even come from?

That was way too heavy a charge to pin on him.

Jiang Cheng's mouth twitched. "It's just that there's no one suitable."

"Nonsense! I think Ruoxue and Shiyao are pretty good."

Mother Jiang cast a satisfied glance at the two girls. "Xiao Cheng, what do you say?"

Oh great, so this is where she was leading!

Mom, don't be fooled by their act—it's all a front.

Jiang Cheng looked left and right and saw the two girls' cheeks flushed, their eyes shimmering like autumn water as they stared at him.

He jolted with a start.

In their eyes, there was something called desire!

Making up some excuse, Jiang Cheng abandoned his meal and hurried upstairs to lock his door.

Terrified that the two girls might launch a night raid on Pearl Harbor...