Ye Longlin cast a peculiar glance at Dong Haifeng, feeling somewhat speechless. Who gave him the confidence to think Ye Longlin was broke?
Besides, even if he were, Mu Hanqi's family was worth far more than billions.
"Are you suggesting I sell her to you?"
Ye Longlin said with a playful smile, seemingly disbelieving that the other person would even utter the words "buy and sell."
She wasn't an object, but a living, breathing person. How could he speak of her in such terms?
Dong Haifeng nodded seriously. "Of course. What else would you think? You don't deserve her. Only a successful man like myself can match her. After all, the gap between us isn't a small one.
What I possess is something you can never aspire to in your lifetime. No matter how hard you try, you can never surpass me. You should recognize the difference between us, and the difference between you and her."
Ye Longlin had no idea where he got his audacity. He shook his head slightly. "If you think you're so charming that all women should flock to you, I suggest you get your head checked.
A brain is a good thing, but people like you don't have one. I know a neurologist, would you like me to introduce you?"
Dong Haifeng's expression turned grim, his eyes narrowing. "What do you mean?"
Ye Longlin merely sneered, saying nothing more, letting him figure out the implication himself.
"Kid, I'm warning you, in this territory, I call the shots. You can't imagine the methods of the wealthy. With a single word, I can make you disappear from this world. Do you believe me?"
"It's like my bodyguard accidentally killed you, and I would just have to pay money."
This was clearly a threat.
"You can try."
Ye Longlin said calmly. Mu Hanqi had already risen and moved to sit beside Ye Longlin.
Dong Haifeng nodded slightly, looking at Ye Longlin with satisfaction. "I appreciate you, but that's all. I am definitely taking her today, and no one can stop me."
Upon hearing this, Mu Hanqi chuckled. The last time someone had said that... the grass on their grave was already three feet high.
Ye Longlin sighed. "I just want to have a meal with my woman. Why is it so difficult?"
Dong Haifeng: "If you give her to me, you can eat here for free from now on, no limits on years or occasions."
Ye Longlin shook his head, his expression turning cold. "What I mean is, my patience is limited. Either get lost, or apologize."
He didn't want to waste any more words here. His mood had been ruined by this man.
Dong Haifeng's expression also turned cold. He glanced at Ye Longlin and then clapped his hands.
Soon, a figure dressed in a black suit walked in.
The person entered with an imposing aura, as if one man could project the presence of a crowd. His face was rough, making him look difficult to approach.
However, as he drew closer, this figure in the black suit suddenly knelt down.
"You... you... you..."
His pupils dilated instantly upon seeing Ye Longlin. His entire body trembled, and due to extreme shock, his legs gave out, causing him to kneel.
Dong Haifeng was stunned by this scene. He hadn't expected his confidant, who handled his messy affairs, to kneel upon seeing the other person.
What in the world was happening?
"What's wrong with you? Get up quickly and deal with him."
Dong Haifeng frowned, speaking in anger.
"Boss... he... he..."
He couldn't even speak clearly, but the fear emanating from deep within his soul made Dong Haifeng feel that something was wrong!
"I didn't expect to run into you while out for a meal. How unlucky!"
"Will you come with me willingly, or will I have to make you be taken away?"
Hearing this, Xu Jiajun looked up at Ye Longlin, then took a deep breath after a long pause, his voice filled with profound apprehension.
"I still want to try, after all, freedom was hard-won."
Xu Jiajun, designation 49, nicknamed the "Mad Swordsman."
An S-class war criminal. His greatest skill was his rapid swordsmanship, which was unstoppable.
A prison legend spoke of how he was imprisoned because he was in love with his master's daughter. Later, a second-generation heir took a fancy to the master's daughter, defiled her, and she subsequently drowned herself. His master and mistress, consumed by grief, passed away one after another.
Enraged, Xu Jiajun, wielding his long sword, directly stormed the family's residence. That night, under a torrential rain, pleas for mercy were constant. In the end, he single-handedly annihilated the second-generation heir's family. After completing his mission, he surrendered himself. Following a three-party trial, he was ultimately sentenced to 20 years of imprisonment.
He served in the highest-standard Mo Bei Prison. Among S-class war criminals, he was the only one with a conscience.
"I taught you before, and you still can't maintain your composure. There's no need to try. The moment you saw me, you had already lost."
Truthfully, Ye Longlin quite liked him. The fact that he dared to seek revenge for his master's family alone was enough for Ye Longlin to appreciate him.
After another moment of silence, Xu Jiajun gave up. He asked tentatively, "I don't want to go back to prison. Can I work for you? I can earn merit by fighting on the battlefield, and I wouldn't complain even if I died there."
After speaking, he gazed intently at Ye Longlin.
Only those who had been to Mo Bei Prison would understand what true darkness meant!
Mo Bei Prison, aside from specific areas with lighting, had no lights in any of the confinement sections. It was eternally black.
Only they truly knew the preciousness of freedom.
Ye Longlin nodded. "Yes, but you need to prove your worth to me. And I'm curious, why do you think you can follow me?"
Xu Jiajun paused. "Actually, many people in prison know that you appear to be just an ordinary second-generation heir. But we all know you are definitely not as simple as you seem, especially since many of the punishments are not something an ordinary second-generation heir would devise."
After finishing, he chuckled and continued, "In fact, many of us wanted to work for you. But we also knew that you are the warden's son and surely a soldier, so basically, no one took this matter seriously.
But only I did. After all, my crime wasn't serious, and he made the first move, so I had this idea."
Ye Longlin refused. "Go back and serve the remaining ten years of your sentence. If I'm still in this position, you can follow me. You can also strive for a chance to have your sentence reduced while incarcerated."