The Strongest Dandy in the City

16: Chapter 16 The Old Master’s Praise 16: Chapter 16 The Old Master’s Praise Qian Yunhu’s affair made Ye Chenfeng feel a sense of crisis.

He knew he had to enhance his strength as quickly as possible.

In his view, Qian Yunhu was just a minor character, but who could guarantee that he wouldn’t encounter a master in the future?

Moreover, the revenge for his parents hung heavily on his mind; in any era, only those with formidable strength could control their fate.

After searching Qian Yunhu’s office for a while, Ye Chenfeng soon found the location of the safe mentioned by Qian Yunhu, hidden behind a wall.

Perhaps it shouldn’t be called a safe at all, since it was simply too large.

Just the door alone was about two meters high, one could easily imagine how spacious it must be inside.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Chenfeng began to turn the dial on the safe.

In his previous life, Ye Chenfeng had gathered evidence of officials’ corruption for the country, often sneaking into officials’ homes to crack their safes.

Safes five hundred years later were far more advanced and secure than those of the present time, yet they still could not trouble Ye Chenfeng, let alone a safe from five hundred years past.

To think otherwise would be an insult to his intelligence, wouldn’t it?

“Click, click, click—”
As Ye Chenfeng turned the dial, he listened intently for the subtle sounds.

These safes had a significant flaw; the correct number would emit a faint, special sound, a sound usually indiscernible to the human ear and requiring specialized tools to detect.

However, due to his Soul Force reaching the Second Level, Ye Chenfeng’s hearing was much sharper than that of an average person.

In roughly two minutes, Ye Chenfeng had cracked the safe’s code, and what greeted him was stack upon stack of bright red hundred-yuan bills.

Casually estimating, there must have been no less than three million yuan inside.

It seemed that Qian Yunhu hadn’t been idle in Tianhai over the years.

Besides the wads of cash, the safe contained all sorts of messy documents.

Ye Chenfeng briefly flipped through them, his expression growing darker.

The files shockingly contained evidence of Qian Yunhu’s collusion with the Songs of Capital City.

These must have been specially kept by Qian Yunhu, as in the eyes of the Songs, Qian Yunhu was at best a mere underling—a dog to be kicked away when no longer needed.

This was Qian Yunhu’s trump card for survival.

It seemed the Songs of Capital City were indeed Qian Yunhu’s backer, no wonder he had been so brazen and unafraid in Tianhai.

Ye Chenfeng found two canvas bags in the office, filled them with the bundles of cash and documents, and wiped away any fingerprints and potential evidence he might have left behind.

Only then did he leave Yunhu Group undetected, the operation proving to be quite fruitful.

After returning to his villa, Ye Chenfeng activated his mobile phone and immediately received a flurry of text messages.

Upon checking, not only had his uncle called him a dozen times, but Old Master Ye had also made five or six calls to him.

Ye Chenfeng glanced at the time—it was past eleven at night.

Usually, the old master worked on documents until the wee hours, so he decided to call him.

As soon as the call connected, Old Master Ye’s scolding came through, “Chenfeng, where have you run off to?

Why haven’t you gone to the military district for training?”
“Grandpa, don’t worry, I’ve got some very important documents here, take a look first,” said Chenfeng.

Without waiting for his grandfather to reply, Ye Chenfeng hung up and then used the internet to send the evidence he had in his hands to Old Master Ye.

At the Ye family mansion, within the study of the Ye family patriarch, Wu Kuiyong stood quietly by his side.

Although the old master Ye was quite angry, his expression changed when he saw the documents Ye Chenfeng had sent.

Excitement replaced the anger on his face as he muttered, “Good lad, with this evidence, it’s enough to give the Songs a hard time.

Those birds of the Song family have always wanted to oppose us, haven’t they?”
Standing beside the old master Ye, Wu Kuiyong curiously looked at him, not understanding how the patriarch had suddenly changed his demeanor so quickly.

After skimming through the documents Ye Chenfeng had sent, old master Ye couldn’t wait to make a call, “Chenfeng, where did you get these documents?

You never do anything serious.”
Although he said this, there was no hint of reproach in his tone!

The Song family had long been the political rival of the Ye family, pressing aggressively on multiple occasions.

The old master had long wanted to teach them a lesson, and this evidence was undoubtedly the best opportunity.

Ye Chenfeng had anticipated this reaction from the old master and casually replied, “I killed Qian Yunhu of the Tianhai Yunhu Group, and these documents were found in his safe.”
“Rash, utterly rash.

Chenfeng, it’s not appropriate for you to get too involved right now.

The most important thing is to improve your own strength.

Let it pass this time, and go to the military district for training tomorrow.

Don’t embarrass your old man again,” the old master Ye scolded before hanging up the phone, though in his heart he actually approved of Ye Chenfeng’s actions.

Qian Yunhu had committed many evils in Tianhai and truly deserved death.

Those who wish to achieve great things must be decisive.

Ye Chenfeng gave the evidence to old master Ye for two reasons: first, the Song family had always been in opposition to the Ye family; and second, only by uprooting the Yunhu Group entirely could he truly rest easy.

With Qian Yunhu dead, who knew if a second Qian Yunhu might emerge?

Once these documents were in the old master’s hands, the Yunhu Group would certainly be completely erased from Tianhai in no time.

Ye Chenfeng didn’t tell the old master about the three million, seeing it as an opportunity for his plan to build a business empire.

He didn’t want to ask the old master for money anymore; the three million “borrowed” from Qian Yunhu would serve as his startup fund!

Having tucked the three million beneath his bed, Ye Chenfeng felt not a hint of sleepiness.

Memories of his past life played in his mind like a movie, a life where he hadn’t lived for himself, dedicated to the country’s training and missions.

Given this chance to live again, he certainly intended to live for himself this time.

Feeling invigorated, he performed a set of military boxing in his room.

The force behind each punch was awe-inspiring.

Military boxing in this era generally lacked aggressive intent and was often used for fitness or performance.

However, the version of military boxing Ye Chenfeng practiced was modified by him, with lethal intent in every move, making it a rare and formidable offensive martial art.

If the people of the Huaxia Country military district knew that Ye Chenfeng mastered such a version of military boxing, they would definitely vie to recruit him.

Enhancing the strength of soldiers had always been a headache for the Huaxia military district, and this form of military boxing would undoubtedly improve the individual combat abilities of each soldier, taking the military’s overall strength to a new level.

After completing a set of military boxing, Ye Chenfeng’s forehead was covered in beads of sweat, and a wry smile creeped on his lips; in his previous life, he could perform the routine ten times without so much as a flushed face or shortness of breath.