I didn’t recognize a single one of them.
Ye Shaohua glanced over at Wumao.
Wumao cleared his throat and said, “Miss Ye, these are… some international friends. Also, the rest of Group B have returned.”
“Got it,” Ye Shaohua nodded. She knew they must be here for what she had on her. “Give me a second.”
She held up a “wait a moment” gesture to Wumao, then turned around.
The corridor was filled with Wumao and the international guests, all standing perfectly straight. As soon as Ye Shaohua made her gesture, they stopped moving.
“Looks like I’m going on another business trip,” Ye Shaohua said, packing away the game console on the table. She then turned her head toward Xu Tianjiao. “I’ll be back in a few days.”
Xu Tianjiao just stared blankly and nodded. “Oh.”
Ye Shaohua grabbed her phone and headed out the door.
Liu Fang, Wang Bo, and Wei Ruya, who had been standing off to the side, all stayed completely still, not daring to make a sound. They weren’t fools—they could tell that Wumao and his people were no ordinary folks.
Ye Shaohua walked right past them and stepped outside.
“Let’s go,” she said to Wumao and the others with a nod. And just like that, they all followed her out.
Meanwhile, the four people inside Xu Tianjiao’s room were still standing there in a daze, unable to process what had just happened.
Their minds went completely blank.
Were those people just now… here for Ye Shaohua?
Liu Fang and Wei Ruya’s heads were buzzing. For a moment, both of them felt like they were dreaming.
All those big shots had come looking for Ye Shaohua, and on top of that… they had actually been so polite to her?
In their eyes, Ye Shaohua had always been kind of invisible—someone who barely left an impression.
Especially since she had been abandoned by two men in a row.
But now…
Liu Fang could feel her heart pounding like crazy.
Just as Ye Shaohua and her group got into the elevator, the neighbor across from Xu Tianjiao finally opened their door.
“Tianjiao, did you see the third person from the left?” the neighbor ran over to Xu Tianjiao’s place and looked out the window at the several military vehicles parked downstairs. “The one in the car with license plate number 00001. I’ve seen him before. Back when I was in the military, I saw him—though back then, our chief was the one receiving him.”
Xu Tianjiao had been chatting with Ye Shaohua the whole time and hadn’t noticed any changes in the neighborhood. Curious, she walked over and took a look.
That was when she realized there were far more police officers in their community than usual—almost all of them gathered around their building.
There were even people专门 assigned to make sure no one took any photos.
Liu Fang and Wang Bo couldn’t help but glance outside too.
They happened to see a man in a suit opening the car door for Ye Shaohua downstairs.
“That’s the Municipal Party Committee Secretary…” Wang Bo recognized the man holding the door. He had seen him on TV all the time. Someone like that was opening the car door for Ye Shaohua?
His heart gave a loud thump, and he turned to look at Wei Ruya. “Didn’t you say she was unemployed? Wei Ruya, are you trying to get me killed?”
Wei Ruya pressed her lips together and stayed silent.
But her expression wasn’t good.
Soon enough, security came upstairs and kicked Liu Fang and the others out of Xu Tianjiao’s apartment.
Word of this reached Wei Zhengxuan quickly. That very night, he resigned from Group B, shut the Wei family’s doors, and had a long talk with everyone in the Wei household.
No one knew what exactly he said to the father and daughter.
But after that day, Wei Ruya never again casually offered to introduce someone to Ye Shaohua.
Whenever she saw Ye Shaohua, there was no more mockery or sarcasm in her eyes—instead, she just wanted to stay as far away as possible, hoping Ye Shaohua wouldn’t notice her.
**
“July, why did you take the brothers to their deaths?” An Muheng looked at Murong July lying on the bed, his expression full of pain.
Murong July had gone to dig for rare treasures but found nothing. Instead, she got half of Group B’s Superpowered killed.
And she herself had suffered severe damage to her core. Now she was lying in a hospital bed, unable to even get up.
Her authority within Group B had plummeted. To make matters worse, two alchemists had emerged in Group A out of nowhere, producing pills far better than anything Murong July could make.
The men who used to admire her were slowly drifting further and further away.
Murong July couldn’t speak. She could only look at An Muheng with pleading eyes.
But An Muheng no longer felt any affection for her. Ignoring her begging, he turned and left.
After stepping outside, An Muheng happened to run into Yun Meng.
“Captain Yun.” An Muheng gave a bitter smile.
Yun Meng looked at him for a moment before recognizing who he was. “Muheng, how are you doing now?”
“I’m getting ready to go back and take over the family business.” An Muheng had also been dragged down by Murong July. He was seriously injured and had already withdrawn from Group B.
Seeing one of his former subordinates in such a state, Yun Meng lit a cigarette.
“Tell you what, come with me. I’m about to go see Miss Ye. If she’s willing to help you, getting back to your former strength won’t be a problem,” Yun Meng said finally.
An Muheng was overjoyed.
He had long heard about that legendary Miss Ye in the Superpowers world, but she was elusive—he had never had the chance to meet her.
“Miss Ye, this is a former member of our Group B. He’s injured now…” Yun Meng had come today to report to Ye Shaohua.
And he had brought An Muheng along.
Ye Shaohua glanced at him indifferently, didn’t answer, and instead said to Yimao, “That’s it for now. I’m going to find Wei Zhengxuan.”
Yimao nodded.
“What’s wrong with Miss Ye?” Yun Meng asked Yimao anxiously.
Yimao looked at him and An Muheng with a knowing smile. “Nothing much. It’s just that you brought the wrong person.”
Hearing that, Yun Meng suddenly remembered that Yimao had once mentioned there was someone in Group B who had wronged Ye Shaohua in the past.
Could it be… He furrowed his brow and looked at An Muheng, feeling a surge of frustration.
“Yimao, you’ve got to help me talk to Miss Ye. I really didn’t know about this. Can’t we just pretend it never happened…” Yun Meng shamelessly trailed after Yimao.
Yimao ignored him.
Yun Meng gritted his teeth. “If you don’t help me, I’ll tell Wumao that you were the one who turned his water heater up to 70 degrees while he was showering!”
Yimao: “…Can you just stop coming to our Group A?”
“Then just put in a good word for me…”
The two of them walked off toward the Group A building, chatting as they went, completely ignoring An Muheng, who was still standing at the entrance.
And An Muheng had frozen the moment he heard Yun Meng call Ye Shaohua “Miss Ye.”
