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Feng Ya’s abrupt action left Ye Xunhuan momentarily stunned, and a look of deep perplexity spread across his face.

Did Feng Ya really think that by producing a folder, he could convince me to take their place in the black list tournament?

"Ye Xunhuan, you’d better take a look before making a decision. If you still want to leave, my husband and I will absolutely not stop you, nor will we disturb you anymore!" Feng Ya said emphatically to Ye Xunhuan.

Ye Xunhuan didn’t move, instead, he glanced at Yuan Feng.

"We mean what we say. If you still want to go, we definitely won’t entangle you any further," Yuan Feng said immediately upon meeting Ye Xunhuan’s gaze.

Seeing both Yuan Feng and Feng Ya say this, Ye Xunhuan pondered for a moment before finally picking up the document Feng Ya had left on the table.

Seeing Ye Xunhuan take the document, both Feng Ya and Yuan Feng visibly breathed a sigh of relief, as if a giant stone hanging over their hearts was finally laid to rest, looking quite relaxed.

After picking up the document from the table, Ye Xunhuan began to open and browse through it.

The next moment, Ye Xunhuan’s expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

The more he read, the darker Ye Xunhuan’s face became.

Feng Ya and Yuan Feng seemed to have anticipated Ye Xunhuan’s reaction, showing no surprise or astonishment.

"Where did you get this stuff from?" Ye Xunhuan asked, his face dark as he stared at Feng Ya and Yuan Feng.

Upon hearing Ye Xunhuan’s inquiry, Feng Ya and Yuan Feng exchanged a glance, a silent communication passing between them, then Yuan Feng spoke, "You don’t need to know that. I can assure you, everything on this is true!"

"I’m asking where you got this stuff from."

"Do you think we’d tell you?" Yuan Feng replied blandly, "Ye Xunhuan, Marshal, do you still refuse to cooperate with us?"

Ye Xunhuan didn’t speak immediately, instead keeping his gaze darkly fixed on Yuan Feng and Feng Ya.

As time ticked by, none of the three spoke, making the atmosphere feel very heavy.

After some undefined period, Ye Xunhuan slowly said, "Do you think that just because of this, I will agree to your request?"

Hearing Ye Xunhuan’s words, the faces of Feng Ya and Yuan Feng changed slightly, "You..."

"I really hate it when people threaten me!" Ye Xunhuan said heavily, "I refuse to cooperate with you, and if you dare come looking for me again, don’t blame me for being rude!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Xunhuan tossed the documents back at Yuan Feng, then got up and left.

Watching Ye Xunhuan’s back, Yuan Feng wanted to call out to him, but when the words reached his lips, he didn’t know how to start.

Just as Ye Xunhuan was about to reach the door, Feng Ya suddenly stood up and called out, "Ye Xunhuan, we’ll give you time. Think it over and call us!"

Feng Ya’s sudden shout immediately drew the attention of all the café patrons, but she didn’t seem to care, calmly sitting back down again.

When Feng Ya called him, Ye Xunhuan’s steps paused slightly, but then he resumed his stride and left without hesitation.

Once Ye Xunhuan had completely disappeared, Yuan Feng couldn’t help but say to Feng Ya, "Will he agree?"

"I don’t know!" Feng Ya gently shook her head, "But regardless, we have to give it our all. If he still doesn’t agree, then there’s nothing we can do!"

As she spoke, a bitter smile spread across Feng Ya’s face.

Ye Xunhuan is a marshal, not someone easily forced to do things he doesn’t like, nor is everyone qualified to dictate to him.

Yuan Feng sighed lightly, "Let’s hope he agrees, otherwise, we might lose again!"

The black list tournament targets countries and forces around the world, but Huaxia has been losing consecutively. If they continue to lose, they will certainly be laughed at, seen as evidence that Huaxia’s ancient martial arts have entirely faded.

Their Shu Mountain hadn’t needed to seek out Ye Xunhuan initially—they had Lin Zhetian, but he was severely injured by Ye Xunhuan.

Now, they are trying to nurse him back to health, but returning to his peak won’t be easy, after all, Ye Xunhuan hadn’t been light-handed!

In truth, they were left with no choice but to seek out Ye Xunhuan, otherwise, why would they do something so uncertain?

After leaving the Starbucks café, Ye Xunhuan returned to his office.

This time, however, Ye Xunhuan wasn’t gaming; instead, he appeared sullen and distressed, one couldn’t tell what he had seen to make the usually upbeat Ye Xunhuan seem so downcast now.

Ye Xunhuan sat at his desk like a statue, unmoving, constantly maintaining the same expression.

Even when it was time to clock out, Ye Xunhuan looked like he’d been boiled, appearing very gloomy.

An old saying goes, ’drowning one’s sorrows with alcohol.’

After work, Ye Xunhuan didn’t head home but went straight to Xiao Jiu’s Never-to-Return Bar.

Even though work had ended, because it was still early, there weren’t many customers in the bar, leaving it somewhat quiet.

Upon arriving at the bar, Ye Xunhuan immediately had the bartender make him a strong cocktail and sat drinking alone at the bar.

Though there’s a saying about drowning one’s sorrows in a drink, another saying goes ’drowning one’s sorrows with alcohol makes them worse.’ Ye Xunhuan initially intended to drink away his troubles, but for some reason, instead of getting drunk, he became more awake with each drink.

After one strong cocktail after another, Ye Xunhuan remained unchanged—his face didn’t flush, nor was he breathless; he just carried on as if nothing had happened.

When Ye Xunhuan went to order another drink, the bartender couldn’t help but say, "Brother Huan, you’ve already had quite a lot. If you keep drinking..."

"Why waste so many words? Just bring the drink!" Ye Xunhuan interrupted the bartender directly.

The bartender sighed slightly but dared not say more, once again serving Ye Xunhuan his drink.

As time went by, the horizon grew darker, yet the bar became busier. Heavy metal music played continuously, and the dance floor became a chaotic scene.

No matter how the number of people in the bar increased, Ye Xunhuan remained at the bar drinking, with no interest in anything else.

Suddenly, a faint fragrance wafted over, causing Ye Xunhuan to shudder violently and instinctively turn towards the source of the scent.

Immediately, a graceful silhouette entered Ye Xunhuan’s view.