Zhou ngyu was genuinely trying to warn Ye Feng, but Ye Feng not only showed no gratitude, he was even quite cold. Zhou ngyu said angrily, "I’m kindly reminding you, how can you be so unappreciative?"
"I know my own limits," Ye Feng replied, his expression still remarkably calm, as if nothing could cause the slightest change in his emotions. To Zhou ngyu, this seed like excessive confidence, even arrogance.
After seeing Ye Feng’s reaction, Zhou ngyu didn’t know what else to say, so she got into her car and stopped paying attention to Ye Feng, thinking to herself, "If you’re looking for death, go seek it on your own, just don’t drag into it!"
In the capital’s Chinatown of R country, those who lived there were either from Dragon Country or had Dragon Country’s bloodline.
And among them, the Zhao Family was one of the two major families in Chinatown, possessing an extrely powerful presence in R country.
The Zhao Family’s assets spread across hotels, real estate, and entertainnt, even more powerful than many second-tier families in Longdu.
It was at this ti that Ye Feng arrived at the Zhao Family’s gate under the guidance of Zhou ngyu.
The Zhao Family estate was an incredibly luxurious manor. After entering the main gate, one would have to travel approximately five hundred ters to reach the inside of the Zhao Family’s residence.
"Halt!" As soon as Zhou ngyu reached the Zhao Family’s gate, the security guard on duty in the guardhouse stopped both Zhou ngyu and Ye Feng.
"Who are you, and do you have an appointnt?" the guardhouse security asked Zhou ngyu.
A smile appeared on Zhou ngyu’s face as she said to the security guard, "Hello, security brother, I’m a classmate of the Zhao Family’s young miss, Zhao Xinling. Could you please let them know and let us inside?"
After Zhou ngyu’s words, the security guard’s eyes flashed with disdain as he looked at her. Despite being just a minor guard, he was extrely proud.
"What young miss’s classmate, we haven’t even heard of you. Move along, don’t block the way here. The Zhao Family is busy preparing for the young miss’s wedding these few days. No one, except for the Zhao Family mbers, is allowed in before tomorrow’s wedding!"
Frowning upon hearing the security guard’s words, Zhou ngyu responded, "Brother, this person beside is the Zhao Family’s son-in-law to be, Ye Feng. He should be counted as family, so surely we can enter now?"
"Oh?" The security guard’s expression changed, glancing over at Ye Feng, then he pulled out a photo from the drawer of the desk in front of him. The person in the photo was none other than Ye Feng.
Upon comparison, the security guard’s eyes widened in surprise. Originally, Ye Feng and Ye Feng bore a significant resemblance, about seventy to eighty percent similarity, and after Ye Feng arrived in R country and specially changed his aura, from appearance alone, they looked nearly identical, with only minute differences.
The security guard’s expression showed surprise, not expecting Ye Feng, the Zhao Family’s betrothed son-in-law, to suddenly appear at the gate, which was quite unexpected.
The security guard’s deanor beca much friendlier as he said to Ye Feng, "I’m sorry, I’m not sure if I can let you in, I’d better make a call to check."
"Then please do, security brother," Zhou ngyu responded with a nod.
At that mont, the security guard took out a phone from the guardhouse and started dialing.
"Hello, Housekeeper Hu? It’s like this, a person claiming to be our Zhao Family’s son-in-law has arrived..." the security reported.
Not long after, the security hung up the phone, and his expression imdiately turned sour, his eyes showing disdain.
"I’m sorry, our housekeeper said no, we can’t let him in. The son-in-law would not co to the Zhao Family at this ti!" The security guard’s tone was very cold.
Hearing the security guard’s words, Zhou ngyu was taken aback, feeling a mont of confusion. She didn’t expect that even after revealing Ye Feng’s identity, the Zhao Family still would not allow them to enter.
"Security brother, what’s the problem? Just let us in. Ye Feng is the Zhao Family’s son-in-law to be, how can he be denied entry?" Zhou ngyu wasn’t ready to give up.
"I told you to scram! Didn’t you hear? The housekeeper said no, don’t make act unkind!" The security guard’s face grew uglier as he shouted at Zhou ngyu and Ye Feng.
But at that mont, Ye Feng stepped down from the car, a look of ease in his eyes.
Ye Feng looked at the security guard and said lightly, "What if I insist on going in today?"
The security guard responded angrily, "Go in? What do you think you are? Our housekeeper said you can’t possibly be our Zhao Family’s son-in-law. Impossible to let you in today, if you don’t leave, don’t bla for being rude!"
Zhou ngyu was startled, thinking, "Could our identities have been exposed?"
But then she thought that couldn’t be possible. If their identities had been revealed, the Zhao Family would have already stopped and interrogated them, not just simply asked them to leave.
"Ye Feng, wait, don’t be hasty. Let try to contact Zhao Xinling, she should be able to let us in," Zhou ngyu said.
However, just then, Ye Feng started walking towards the Zhao Family’s manor.
Seeing this, the security guard instantly grew furious: "You bastard, did you not hear what I said? I told you not to co in, yet you still try, are you looking to die?"
Nonetheless, Ye Feng didn’t even glance at the security guard and continued walking toward the inside of the Zhao Family’s estate.
"Shit!" The security guard roared and charged at Ye Feng.
The guard drew out his baton and swung it hard at the top of Ye Feng’s head.
"Ye Feng, get back here!" Zhou ngyu urged anxiously upon witnessing this.
If Ye Feng could successfully beco the Zhao Family’s groom, leveraging the status of the Zhao Family’s groom would make it easier to investigate the whereabouts of those seeking to resurrect the Luoying Divine Organization.
Thus, Zhou ngyu absolutely did not want to see Ye Feng and the Zhao Family’s relationship turn sour, only hoping that tomorrow’s wedding could proceed smoothly.
However, at this mont, the security guard’s baton had already reached the top of Ye Feng’s head, about to strike him.
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