The man leading the group was around forty years old, with an ordinary face but an arrogant and cold demeanor.

Especially when he looked at people or objects, he would always squint, adopting a condescending gaze as if nothing and no one could possibly catch his interest.

However, his way of walking was somewhat strange. When he stepped with his left leg, he would always step about ten centimeters longer than his right, alternating between a long step and a short one, and he did this with every step as if it had been specifically practiced.

Ye Feng observed the stride and posture of this man clad in black, his gaze slightly narrowing.

This was the standard posture for making an attack, which meant that this middle-aged man could potentially launch an attack at any moment during his walk—clearly, it had become a habit for him!

A professional instinct!

Besides this arrogant middle-aged man, each of the others by his side also had a hidden aura of Evil Qi, with calloused hands and a murderous look in their eyes, obviously none of them were easy foes.

Among these men was Zhang Zhan, Zihan's previously surviving bodyguard, prominently in the group!

When Zhang Zhan saw Ye Feng, his expression also showed excitement, but upon seeing the leading middle-aged man in front of him, his pupils shrank, and he did not dare to greet Ye Feng.

"Miss!"

The leading middle-aged man came to Zhang Zihan's side, called out, and then stared intently at Ye Feng, filled with contemplation.

"Uncle Zhong! This is Ye Feng, my boyfriend. Before you, he also served as my bodyguard!"

Zhang Zihan, seeing the group approach, immediately introduced Ye Feng to the leading middle-aged man with a smiling face.

"Ye Feng?"

Uncle Zhong raised an eyebrow, a gleam shooting from his eyes as he scrutinized Ye Feng, and upon seeing Zihan affectionately holding Ye Feng's arm, his brow slightly furrowed:

"I've heard your father mention his name! However, it seems he wasn't very reliable as a bodyguard, allowing you to encounter an accident! I just didn't expect that although his martial arts aren't great, he plays the piano well!"

Uncle Zhong, originally named Fei Zhong, had spent ten years as a mercenary on the plains of Africa and was rightfully known as the King of Mercenaries!

He had participated in several African coups and even attempted to assassinate the president of Angola, and although he failed, he managed to escape in the face of a national manhunt in Angola, instantly establishing a formidable reputation in the Mercenary World!

Zihan's father and Fei Zhong shared a deep friendship, and it was said that he had once saved Fei Zhong's life! Three years after Ye Feng left the Zhang Family, Fei Zhong was hired to become Zihan's bodyguard!

Upon hearing the implied sarcasm in Fei Zhong's words, Ye Feng's smile paused, followed by his expression turning somewhat playful, yet he did not respond.

However, Zhang Zihan, upon hearing this, looked visibly displeased, clearly not liking someone speaking ill of Ye Feng.

"Uncle Zhong! When Ye Feng was protecting me, we were both only sixteen years old! The fact that he managed to keep me alive under the attacks from Greedy Wolf Gotze, who ranked tenth on the global list of vicious criminals, is already a miracle! Moreover, Ye Feng personally killed Greedy Wolf Gotze!"

"Greedy Wolf Gotze was a figure from three years ago! Whether he was strong or weak, no one knows! Moreover, even if he was among the top ten global criminals, how reliable are those tales? No one really knows the true extent of their strength!"

Fei Zhong, seemingly unaware of Zihan's displeasure, continued to stare sharply at Ye Feng and said:

"And now our Zhang Family finds itself in a special situation! His sudden return at this time cannot help but lead to speculation!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zihan's pretty face grew even more upset, a trace of anger evident:

"Uncle Zhong, I hope you will show Ye Feng respect. Remember, just a few days ago, I encountered an assassin, and it was Ye Feng who personally saved me!"

"I know!"

Fei Zhong had already heard about this from Zhang Zhan, that it was Ye Feng who saved Zihan. However, his gaze towards Ye Feng was still filled with caution and scrutiny:

"Miss! It's precisely because he saved you that I am even more suspicious of him!"

With that said, Fei Zhong no longer paid attention to Ye Feng, turning directly to Zihan:

"Miss, think about it, you searched for him for three whole years! In those three years, why were you safe and sound? Yet when an accident occurred, he just happened to be there! Can there really be such coincidences in this world?"

Without stopping, Fei Zhong continued:

"Moreover! Where has he been these three years? Why didn't he appear earlier or later, but precisely when our Zhang Family was in trouble! This makes me suspect that he's in cahoots with those people! Or, perhaps, he is a pawn sent by them!!!"

By the end of his speech, Fei Zhong had completely disregarded any face for Ye Feng.

The rest of the bodyguards, upon hearing this, shifted suddenly, their garments rustling as several dark muzzles aimed straight at Ye Feng!

Each man's face was stern, and there was no doubt that they would fire if Ye Feng made any sudden move.

And this scene startled Zhang Zihan: "Uncle Zhong! What are you doing!!!"

Zihan was both shocked and angered—she knew that despite his arrogant nature, Fei Zhong was not a bad person, and she had always admired this uncle. She realized that although he was loyal to her father and the Zhang Family, he was now, without any discussion, ready to harm Ye Feng, and this made her outraged and fearful.

"Miss! I have received great kindness from your father! I cannot allow you to come to even the slightest harm! My failure last night was dereliction of duty, and now I absolutely will not permit any danger to you!"

For a moment, Fei Zhong's expression was murderous, his eyes icily fixating on Ye Feng as if looking at a dead man:

"Speak! Which faction sent you? The Mingzhu Zhang Family? Or the United States Zhang Family?"

"Speak!!!"

Fei Zhong's last shout was like thunder booming in the air.

Seeing this, Ye Feng's eyes flickered with a strange light.

This shout was akin to a form of hypnotism—if the person being yelled at was psychologically weak, they might break down and spill their secrets then and there.

However, while these tactics might work on ordinary people, for Ye Feng, it was nothing more than an itch on an elephant's back—not worth mentioning.

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