Ye Kunlun couldn't help but laugh as Tang Zhuozhuo created distance between them, "What? Did I guess your thoughts correctly?"
"I can't be bothered with you!" Tang Zhuozhuo rolled her eyes at herself.
She knew Ye Kunlun would never let her follow. With her current strength, following him would only drag him down.
"I'm leaving. During your absence from the capital these past few days, our Tang family will protect the Wujian Prison!"
Tang Zhuozhuo waved her hand without looking back at Ye Kunlun.
Ye Kunlun chuckled, finding her self-aggrandizement amusing.
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The next morning, Xue Shou escorted Ye Kunlun to the airport.
The Donghai War Zone was south of Qingcheng, closer to Huaxia's second largest city, Modu.
Therefore, Ye Kunlun had to first fly from the capital to Modu, and then travel from Modu to the Donghai War Zone.
"Young Master, you really won't let your subordinate accompany you?"
As the car stopped at the capital's airport, Xue Shou couldn't help but ask again.
He and Feng Tutu had asked this question countless times yesterday.
"Why would you follow? To drag me down?" Ye Kunlun's head was about to erupt from the repeated questioning.
Xue Shou smiled wryly and could only escort Ye Kunlun to the security check.
Ye Kunlun boarded the plane.
Xue Shou had naturally bought him a business class seat, and to prevent Ye Kunlun from being disturbed, he had purchased two adjacent seats.
After boarding, Ye Kunlun took his seat and casually picked up a magazine.
As the magazine fell into his hands, the woman on the cover immediately caught his eye. It was none other than his senior sister, Huaxia's top female star, Yi Feifei.
On the cover, Yi Feifei had a neat, shoulder-length haircut, with a sparkling sapphire adorning her left earlobe.
What attracted Ye Kunlun even more was Yi Feifei's strapless dress. Near her left chest, close to her collarbone, was a barely visible, sesame-seed-sized mole.
Seeing this, Ye Kunlun seemed to recall something amusing, and a smile curved his lips.
Just then, a cold voice interrupted him, "Hey, can I pay extra for your seat?"
Ye Kunlun withdrew his gaze from Yi Feifei's cover and looked up at the woman wearing sunglasses and a mask.
The speaker was a slightly plump middle-aged woman next to her.
"No!" Ye Kunlun replied indifferently.
"Hey, do you know who I am?" the woman in sunglasses suddenly spoke, her tone somewhat overbearing.
Ye Kunlun was speechless. He had encountered an unreasonable woman even while taking a flight. If he had known, he would have flown directly to the Donghai War Zone!
"Whoever you are!"
Ye Kunlun placed the magazine on the empty seat beside him.
"Miss Ying'er, I apologize. Both these seats belong to this gentleman," the flight attendant said, looking apologetically at the woman in sunglasses.
It was clear that the flight attendant knew the identity of the woman in sunglasses.
Yang Ying'er's tone was displeased. If it weren't for a last-minute event in Modu, she wouldn't have booked her ticket in such haste, only to end up with an economy class seat.
"Hey, this seat is clearly empty. Do you think I haven't offered enough money?"
Yang Ying'er's tone became more disdainful as she addressed Ye Kunlun, "Fifty thousand yuan, and you give me this seat!"
Ye Kunlun frowned slightly. Yang Ying'er was too noisy, and it was starting to annoy him.
"Not selling. Scram!" Ye Kunlun gave Yang Ying'er a cold look.
He then looked at the flight attendant and asked coldly, "Is this how you serve passengers?"
The flight attendant quickly apologized to Ye Kunlun, "Apologies, sir."
"Miss Ying'er, please don't make things difficult for me," the flight attendant pleaded with Yang Ying'er.
Yang Ying'er directly removed her sunglasses, revealing a pair of imperious eyes. She stared at Ye Kunlun and sneered, "You don't look like a rich person. You're hogging two seats, aren't you just after money?"
"Fine, one seat for a hundred thousand, two for two hundred thousand. Get lost!"
In Yang Ying'er's opinion, Ye Kunlun had bought two business class seats solely to resell them at a higher price.
Therefore, she didn't speak to Ye Kunlun with any pleasantries.
Ye Kunlun was almost amused to the point of laughter by Yang Ying'er's logic.
"Miss Ying'er, please return to your seat. The plane is about to take off," the flight attendant reminded her in a low voice.
Yang Ying'er was a public figure and knew that causing a scene would be detrimental to her.
She could only comply with the flight attendant's request for now. Gritting her teeth, she put her sunglasses back on and returned to her seat.
Once the plane was flying steadily, she planned to settle the score with Ye Kunlun.
Ye Kunlun's ears finally found some peace, and he simply closed his eyes to rest.
After an unknown amount of time, the plane finally stabilized, and he was awakened by Yang Ying'er's voice next to him.
"I've already offered you two hundred thousand, aren't you satisfied?"
As Yang Ying'er spoke, her agent was pointing a phone at Ye Kunlun.
Yang Ying'er planned to post this video online after disembarking.
This would serve to promote herself and also to show her fans Ye Kunlun's true nature.
A cold glint flashed in Ye Kunlun's eyes.
"Scram!"
Even with Ye Kunlun's good temper, he was angered by Yang Ying'er's repeated provocations!
Although Yang Ying'er was indignant, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes.
"You, why are you like this? I offered you a hundred thousand for your seat. It's one thing that you won't sell, but why are you verbally abusing me?"
Yang Ying'er's tone was filled with grievance, as if all the fault lay with Ye Kunlun.
With a bang, the phone the agent was using to record exploded!
Ah!
Yang Ying'er, who was close by, screamed in fright.
After the phone exploded, several fragments grazed her face, which was covered by sunglasses and a mask, leaving several bloody gashes!
Even more tragic was the agent holding the phone, whose hand was blown bloody, and his face was scorched by the flames that erupted!
Immediately, sharp alarm bells rang through the cabin!
The passenger cabin instantly descended into chaos.
Fortunately, the flight attendants were highly trained and quickly calmed the somewhat agitated passengers.
Security personnel extinguished the fire immediately, and medical personnel rushed to examine Yang Ying'er and the agent's injuries.
"Ah, ah, ah, my face!"
Although Yang Ying'er's injuries were not severe, she was injured. If a scar were to remain, her life would be ruined.
After all, she had reached her current position in the entertainment industry thanks to her beautiful face.
Ye Kunlun picked up the magazine and spread it open to cover his face, wanting to avoid the sight.
However, Yang Ying'er, who was receiving treatment for her facial injuries from the medical staff, saw Yi Feifei on the cover and erupted.
"You scoundrel, are you mocking me by using that slut Yi Feifei?"
"Let me tell you, Yi Feifei only got to where she is by sleeping with countless men!"
"One day, I will step all over her!"
Ye Kunlun, hearing Yang Ying'er's unrestrained insults, finally became truly enraged!
He moved the magazine aside, turned his head, and stared coldly at Yang Ying'er, "What did you say?"
"I said Yi Feifei is a whore who sleeps with everyone..."
*Slap—*
Before Yang Ying'er could finish, Ye Kunlun raised his hand and slapped her hard!