The sound in the corridor had just risen when the black-clad bodyguards at the door swiftly moved to protect Le Jianxing in the center, their faces vigilant as they looked toward the source of the sound.

"Hahaha..."

A burst of laughter echoed from the end of the corridor, and then a young man, about twenty years old, was striding toward them.

"Who are you? This is an exclusive hospital ward; no outsiders are allowed!" Seeing the youth clad in street bazaar goods brazenly charging over, Le Sishu grew suspicious and shouted loudly.

However, the young man seemed to treat him like air, his rebuke falling on deaf ears as he continued to approach.

"Stop him!"

Le Sishu could be considered half a steward for the Le Family, spending years following Le Jianxing, naturally adopting some of the domineering air of a wealthy businessman.

Seeing the young man ignore him, Le Sishu's face turned cold and he gestured to the bodyguards with a wave of his hand.

The bodyguards needed no orders to act—one stepped forward, intending to block the young man.

However, before the bodyguard's right arm even touched the young man, the youth moved with lightning speed, using an unknown technique to throw the bodyguard to the ground.

"Ah!"

Despite all eyes in the room unwaveringly fixed on the newcomer, they still couldn't make out how he had made his move.

The other two bodyguards were quick to react. Seeing their comrade taken down, they didn't waste words. They dashed forward, throwing punches at the young man.

A look of scornful amusement flickered across the young man's face. Moving like a butterfly flitting amongst flowers, he effortlessly dodged the two bodyguards charging like raging tigers and arrived in front of Le Jianxing.

The bodyguards, with fists as fast as the wind, found themselves grasping at air. By the time they turned back around, they found to their horror that the intruder had already reached their boss.

They bellowed, marshaling all their strength for another attack on the young man, but Le Jianxing issued a stern command, "All of you back off!"

With the boss giving orders, the men dared not delay. Startled, they forcibly halted their advance, retreating to their respective positions.

Silence once again fell in the corridor, but Le Jianxing and the young man were now locked in a confrontation.

"If I'm not mistaken, you must be Ling Zhenfei, right?"

Le Jianxing had achieved his current status through his own relentless struggle.

He had faced countless dangers on his path and had a rather indifferent view of life and death. Of course, he saw life itself even more clearly than most.

Indeed, as a local tycoon, Le Jianxing exuded an intimidating and domineering aura that demanded respect, standing tall and imposing without displaying anger.

However, to the overwhelming pressure exerted by Le Jianxing, Ling Zhenfei remained utterly indifferent, responding with a proud and icy tone, "There may be many Ling Zhenfeis in this world, but since I've come, I must be the Ling Zhenfei you're seeking!"

"Very good!"

Le Jianxing sized up Ling Zhenfei and said, "Young man, you've got guts. We've been searching for you far and wide, and yet here you are, daring to deliver yourself to our doorstep!"

Ling Zhenfei offered a faint smile and replied, "What's there to dare or not dare? The thing I fear most in life is evasion. If I dare to oppose you, I have long been prepared."

As he spoke, his expression suddenly became serious, "Right, my visit in the dead of night carries no other purpose but to bring a message to Le Wu Ya—Heaven has its own laws to uphold."

"Don't think that just because he has committed a crime, he can bribe some corrupt officials and muddle through with impunity. As long as I, Ling Zhenfei, am here, he'd better prepare to spend the rest of his days in prison!"

Although he spoke nonchalantly, these words struck Le Jianxing like several resounding slaps across the face.

Le Jianxing's face turned ashen, his expression as gloomy as the sky before a downpour.

Although he could not say he dominated the world, within Binyang City, hearing the name Le Jianxing commanded respect—a nod from high-ranking political figures to the lowliest of foot soldiers.

Yet, he hadn't expected such an ignorant brat to dare point his finger at him and spout such wild arrogance!

For him, this insult was a blatant slap to the face!

"Are you seeking death, boy, to talk to our boss like that!" Le Sishu obviously hadn't expected Ling Zhenfei to be so arrogant, to speak to their master in such a manner.

He clearly remembered how, over the years, his master dominated both political and business circles in Binyang, a man who could summon the wind and call the rain, commanding respect from both the legal and criminal worlds.

Nobody had dared to be so presumptuous in front of Master Le for years.

And if anyone had, they probably wouldn't have lived to see now!

What was the background of this young man that he dared to be so audacious? Was he tired of living?

Le Jianxing waved his hand to silence Le Sishu's reprimand, his face frosty as he glared at Ling Zhenfei. His rage was such that he seemed to want to devour Ling Zhenfei whole.

But as a seasoned veteran of Jianghu, he held back from lashing out on the spot, and instead looked emotionlessly at Ling Zhenfei and said deliberately, "Good, very good, Ling Zhenfei, thank you for your reminder. However, I have a message for you too, as long as Mr. Le is here, no one can touch my son!"

Le Jianxing's words were laden with lethal intent; despite his outward calm, his intimidating presence sent shivers down one's spine.

However, Ling Zhenfei didn't seem to take in the threatening note in Le Jianxing's words at all. Upon hearing them, he immediately laughed and said, "If Boss Yue is so sure, then let's just wait and see!"

With that, he turned and walked away without another moment's pause.

Le Jianxing's arrogance finally infuriated him; it had been years since anyone had dared to be so presumptuous in his presence.

Had this young man really grown tired of living?

"Young man, it's better to be low-key in life. Your arrogance will soon bring you to a bitter end," he called out loudly, unable to restrain himself as he watched Ling Zhenfei's retreating figure.

Ling Zhenfei turned back, his eyes full of disdain, and arrogantly said, "Really? I am quite eager to taste what the price of arrogance is!"

As he said this, he laughed loudly and proudly strode away.

Le Jianxing, by now practically shaking with rage, watched Ling Zhenfei disappear from sight and finally let his boundless fury surge forth. He turned to Le Sishu, who was standing by his side, and bellowed, "Go to Daya yourself and tell him, whatever the cost, I want that kid dead!"

"Yes!"

With a brief and solemn tone, Le Sishu swiftly responded with a single "Yes."

Having followed Le Jianxing for many years, it had been a long while since he had seen him in a thunderous rage.

And when his boss did get angry, it invariably spelled the moment certain people entered the abyss of hell.

"And as for Xie Lina and that woman named Zhuo Yue who's with her, kill them all!" In his wrath, Le Jianxing issued two consecutive kill orders.

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