233: Chapter 209: “On One’s Own – The Sovereign and His Subject 233: Chapter 209: “On One’s Own – The Sovereign and His Subject Half an hour later, Ye Fan, accompanied by Pan Jueming and followed by Zhao ng, arrived at the Yanhuang Organization East Sea Branch.
This was Ye Fan’s second visit to this courtyard, which was regarded as the Yama Palace by martial artists.
The first ti, he was transferred to the Yanhuang Organization East Sea Branch by Dong hai’s police due to the Ao Xiang Villa case and held in the secret prison beneath their office, where it was pitch-dark.
In the end, by his superb dical skills, he treated Situ Ruoshui and Jin Ye, turning the situation around, and dealt a fatal blow to the Bai Family!
“First, have soone tend to his injuries, and then have him record a statent.”
After the car stopped in front of the Yanhuang Organization East Sea Branch office building, Zhao ng looked at the pale-faced Ma Long and gave the instruction.
“Yes, Director!”
Two mbers of the Yanhuang Organization East Sea Branch imdiately took the order, taking Ma Long out of the car.
Facing the mbers of the Yanhuang Organization, Ma Long was filled with fear.
Despite his fear, he couldn’t help but cast his gaze towards Ye Fan and Pan Jueming, who were getting out of the car nearby, feeling utterly desolate—both were subordinates, yet Zheng Xun completely disregarded his life or death, while Pan Jueming was personally accompanied by Ye Fan to this place.
The difference between them was like heaven and earth!
“Move along, what are you gawking at?”
Seeing that Ma Long had a desolate expression and was looking enviously at Pan Jueming, one of the Yanhuang Organization East Sea Branch mbers said impatiently.
Ma Long stayed silent, retracted his gaze, and followed the two mbers away, while Zhao ng headed straight towards Ye Fan.
“Mr.
Ye, let him go in to record his statent by himself.
How about you and I go upstairs for so tea and a chat?” Approaching Ye Fan, Zhao ng spoke with a smile, his deanor very polite.
“Sure.”
Realizing that Zhao ng would not make things difficult for Pan Jueming, Ye Fan imdiately accepted Zhao ng’s invitation, then said to Pan Jueming, “You go record your statent by yourself.
I’ll wait for you.”
“Yes, Mr.
Ye!” Pan Jueming bowed deeply to Ye Fan, filled with gratitude, and then turned towards the office building.
Seeing this scene, Zhao ng was reminded of a passage from “ngzi•Li Lou II”: If a ruler treats his ministers as his hands and feet, they will treat him as their stomach and heart; if he treats them as dogs and horses, they will treat him as a fellow countryman; if he treats them as the dirt or weeds, they will treat him as an enemy.
As these words ca to mind, Zhao ng couldn’t help but marvel at Ye Fan’s ability to win people’s hearts.
In his view, after what Ye Fan had done for Pan Jueming that night, Pan Jueming would probably not hesitate to commit arson or murder if Ye Fan asked!
A few minutes later, Ye Fan followed Zhao ng to the top floor of the office building, where the Director’s office was located.
Like the office of any top official in institutional organizations, Zhao ng’s office was very spacious, with a floor area of two hundred square ters, complete with a desk, bookcase, sofa, and other furnishings.
Beyond that, Ye Fan also noticed a door next to the bookcase in the office, leading to another room, which must be Zhao ng’s resting room.
“Take a seat wherever you like.
I’ll go make so tea,” said Zhao ng with a smile, gesturing for Ye Fan to sit and getting up to boil water for tea himself.
“Director Zhao, there’s no need for formality, just sitting is fine.”
Respect is mutual.
Seeing that Zhao ng was very courteous to him, not showing any bureaucratic airs or the arrogance of a Peak stage of Innate strong man, Ye Fan naturally showed respect to Zhao ng as well.
“You’re a guest in my place.
If I didn’t even offer you a cup of water, people would call stingy,” Zhao ng joked with a laugh, then added, “Besides, if you don’t mind, you can call Uncle Zhao; I’ll just call you Xiao Fan.”
“Thank you, Uncle Zhao.”
Ye Fan took the opportunity to express his thanks, which served a double purpose: both for Zhao ng’s indirect assistance before and for his warm welco now.
“No need for thanks,” Zhao ng replied, plugging in the kettle, then added with a wry smile, “If anyone should be thankful, the Yanhuang Organization should thank Miracle Doctor Chu.
If he hadn’t taken action to save the world five years ago, all of us in the Yanhuang Organization might have had to commit suicide in guilt.”
“Moreover, because of Miracle Doctor Chu’s life-saving actions, our Huaxia rose to beco the number one power globally.
The other Five Great Alliances, owing us a huge debt of gratitude, have not troubled us these past few years.”
Speaking of this, Zhao ng’s expression was filled with reverence, “Those foreign underground forces also dare not sneak into Huaxia to cause trouble too lightly, partly due to the presence of Supre Strongn like Miracle Doctor Chu.”
Hearing Zhao ng’s words and feeling his endless reverence for the old man like the ceaseless waters of the Yangtze River, Ye Fan smiled awkwardly and remained silent.
“By the way, Xiao Fan, I heard you’ve taken over the stall left by Situ Chen and secretly control Dong hai’s Underworld?” Zhao ng suddenly changed the subject.
“Hmm,” Ye Fan replied, not hiding the fact.
“Why did you decide to go down this path?” Zhao ng hesitated a mont before asking what puzzled many people.
“A drop of water in need shall be returned with a spring in deed; this is my principle in life.”
After pondering briefly, Ye Fan spoke earnestly, “Uncle Situ risked his life, and regardless of his own daughter’s safety, he sent a warning to save from being poisoned.
His kindness to is heavier than mountains and deeper than the seas; I must show gratitude!”
“Are you planning to use the Dong hai Gang as a platform to deal with Nanqinghong?” Zhao ng’s mind raced as he quickly grasped Ye Fan’s intention.
“Hmm.”
Ye Fan nodded again, slightly narrowing his eyes as he said in a deep voice, “Nanqinghong not only killed Uncle Situ but also frad and my father.
This vendetta must be avenged!”
This ti, Zhao ng chose silence.
He figured that Ye Fan must have guessed that it was the Bai Family pulling the strings behind the incidents from last ti.
Given Ye Fan’s character, it was likely that he intended to deal with the Bai Family as well!
“Xiao Fan, due to the relationship between your father and your master, we have so connection,” Zhao ng said aningfully after a mont of silence.
“Although this is our first eting, I can tell that you’re soone with very strong convictions.
Since you’ve chosen this path, I believe you will not turn back.”
Ye Fan remained silent, giving a voiceless reply.
“I’m not sure if I should say this,” Zhao ng said, seeing Ye Fan’s silence.
“Please speak, Uncle Zhao.”
“Without rules, there can be no standards; this holds true both in the ordinary world and in the Martial Arts World,” Zhao ng said with a hint of seriousness, “I hope you will abide by the rules, it’s beneficial for everyone.”
“Thank you for the reminder, Uncle Zhao.” Ye Fan rose and bowed slightly.
“You being so polite makes feel embarrassed,” Zhao ng laughed, stood up, unplugged the kettle, took out the Longjing Yu Tea from the cupboard, and started brewing tea for Ye Fan.
“By the way, Xiao Fan, why haven’t you disclosed the inside story of you being Miracle Doctor Chu’s disciple?” Handing the tea to Ye Fan, Zhao ng sat back in his office chair and asked curiously.
“You should know, my master is an eccentric character who dislikes eting strangers,” Ye Fan explained.
Ye Fan picked up on what Zhao ng was implying and responded with a wry smile, “If news that I am his disciple gets out, I fear many people will co to , seeking his dical help through .
I don’t want to bring him any trouble.”
“I see,” Zhao ng chuckled as it appeared he hadn’t expected such a reason.
Ye Fan smiled, the old fellow’s image surfacing in his mind, feeling a certain longing: he wondered whether the old man had returned from his search for dicinal herbs.
“Xiao Fan, I have another piece of advice,” Zhao ng said after taking a sip of tea and pausing for a mont.
“Please go ahead, Uncle Zhao.”
“In the future, try to avoid direct conflict with the Bai Family as much as you can and also try to control yourself from using Martial Arts and magic against the Bai Family,” Zhao ng reminded.
Ye Fan fell silent once more.
“The reason I say this isn’t because I’m afraid you’ll violate Yanhuang Organization’s rules and cause trouble or difficulties for and the Organization,” Zhao ng explained with a wry smile, interpreting Ye Fan’s silence as a misunderstanding of his goodwill.
“I’m worried about your safety.”
“Uncle Zhao, what do you an?” Ye Fan was intrigued.
“The man with Bai Luo tonight, nad Wang Zhong, is officially his driver, but secretly, he is Bai Luo’s bodyguard,” Zhao ng elaborated, “and the Bai Family has gathered quite a number of Martial Artists like Wang Zhong, including Innate Great Perfection cultivators.”
“Are you concerned that if I push the Bai Family into a corner, they would send Martial Artists after ?” Ye Fan quickly grasped the implication.
“I wouldn’t say the Bai Family, but rather certain individuals within the Bai Family, like Bai Luo,” Zhao ng sighed and continued, “If you were to announce that you’re Divine Doctor Chu’s disciple, he definitely wouldn’t dare to keep antagonizing you; on the contrary, he’d avoid you if he could.
However, since you do not wish to disclose this, with his intelligence network, he won’t be able to find out.”
Ye Fan was thoughtful.
“Xiao Fan, if you don’t mind Uncle Zhao speaking his mind…”
Seeing Ye Fan’s expression, Zhao ng hesitated before imparting his thoughts: “Although you are Ye Wenhao’s son, you’re his illegitimate child.
Ye Wenhao acknowledges you and is willing to go through fire and water for you, but it’s hard to say the sa about the rest of the Ye Family.
From my perspective, it’s not certain whether they will stand up for you, let alone acknowledge you.
In such a situation, no one can guarantee that, driven to despair, he won’t act out of desperation—without the Ye Family’s protection, he’s not going to hold back!”
“I understand, thank you for the reminder, Uncle Zhao,” Ye Fan said, his heart feeling sowhat clogged with emotion, and he managed a strained smile.
As the conversation ended, Ye Fan picked up his cup of tea, attempting to mask his discomfort.
The cup was scalding in his grasp, yet his heart felt chillingly cold.
“Ding-ling-ling—”
Just then, the silence in the office was broken by the ringing of the phone, which Zhao ng answered.
“Xiao Fan, Pan Jue Ming has finished giving his statent; you can take him and leave now.” Half a minute later, Zhao ng hung up the phone and got to his feet, walking toward Ye Fan.
“Thank you, Uncle Zhao.” Ye Fan stood up, reaching out his hand to Zhao ng for a firm handshake, expressing his gratitude once again.
Zhao ng smiled and personally escorted Ye Fan to the outside of the office.
Three minutes later, as Ye Fan exited the office building, he was surprised to see Pan Jue Ming waiting for him at the front gate.
“Mr.
Ye, thank you!” When Ye Fan appeared, Pan Jue Ming hurried forward, bowing deeply to express his gratitude.
“Under Bai Luo’s forceful threats, you remained unwavering, which speaks volus of your loyalty,”
Looking at the distant, brilliantly lit skyscrapers, Ye Fan sighed softly, “Since you are loyal to , naturally, I need to protect you; it’s reciprocal.”
“It’s not the sa,”
Pan Jue Ming lifted his head, his eyes reddening as he said, “There are many who would be loyal to a person of your status, Mr.
Ye, but after the fall of the Pan Family, Uncle Situ was the first, and you are the second to stand up for !”
“Pan Jue Ming, always rember that to earn respect from others, relying on outsiders won’t do—you must stand up for yourself!”
With the enchanted night view of Dong hai in his eyes, and recalling the conversation he had with Zhao ng, Ye Fan spoke feelingly, “Today, I stand up for you.
Whether it’s Zheng Xun or Song Ying, they may fear you on the surface, but deep down they still look down on you.”
“—”
Pan Jue Ming trembled, biting his lip, unable to respond.
“In the near future, I will make the Bai Family mbers avoid by my own efforts, and you have to make Zheng Xun and that woman bow down and apologize to you willingly.
Can you do that?” Ye Fan turned his gaze back to Pan Jue Ming, asking.
“I can!”
Pan Jue Ming’s eyes flared red as he nodded, his blood boiling instantly!
Ye Fan quietly clenched his fists.
…
…(To be continued.
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