Ye Tianfan furrowed his brows, certain that the perpetrator had not yet left. However, when he had searched to the final floor, he only found a few patrolling security guards but no suspicious individuals.

With a building as large as the Qin Group's, there were indeed too many places to hide. Moreover, the perpetrator had hidden their presence well, likely an expert at concealment.

Ye Tianfan squinted slightly, standing on the top floor of the Qin Group Building, looking out to see only emptiness, not a single person in sight.

Could it be someone from within the Qin Group?

Ye Tianfan quickly made a judgment: if the entire Qin Group has been searched and this person still couldn't be found, then there was only one possibility.

This person had been lurking within the Qin Group all along!

In other words, this murderer was a Qin Group employee, probably an unremarkable one so that they wouldn't normally attract attention.

After a fruitless search, Ye Tianfan was about to return to the Qin Group's first-floor lobby when a figure flashed in front of him.

"Who's there!"

Without any hesitation, Ye Tianfan flicked a willow leaf blade from his sleeve, shooting it toward the figure.

The willow leaf blade flashed with cold light, instantly causing the figure to halt, followed by the sound of metal clashing. The blade sparked against the figure, pushing them back more than ten meters.

At this time, Ye Tianfan could clearly see the person's appearance.

A man, of medium build, wearing casual sportswear, appearing to be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight, with a black cloth mask on his face, holding a scalpel in his right hand. It was this inconspicuous scalpel that had just deflected the willow leaf blade.

This astonished Ye Tianfan. Previously, the willow leaf blade had even nicked the blade of the Village Chief of the Yama organization, yet now it was stopped by an ordinary scalpel.

"Who are you?" Ye Tianfan asked in a low, grave voice, his expression growing increasingly gloomy.

The man said nothing, only held the scalpel, eyeing Ye Tianfan as if facing a formidable enemy, slowly retreating step by step.

"Since we've met, you definitely won't escape today." Ye Tianfan's eyes locked onto the man, his profound energy erupting instantly.

The man looked around, facing Ye Tianfan's burst of energy, showed no fear: "If I want to leave, you truly can't stop me."

"Is that so?"

Ye Tianfan's swordlike eyebrows arched, instantly using the Ye Family's [Wind Walk Across Miles]—in a flash, he was beside the man, leaving afterimages in his wake.

"Are you sure you can run away?" Ye Tianfan smirked coldly, his voice rumbling like thunder by the man's ear, as his right hand gathered profound energy, striking toward the man's shoulder.

This strike was not intended to kill; Ye Tianfan wanted a live capture to understand why Yama Hall targeted Qin Ruomeng.

"Bang..."

Ye Tianfan's palm wind howled, striking the man's shoulder with lightning speed.

In an instant, the man let out a light groan due to the intense pain in his shoulder, though the groan didn't sound like a man's, but more like a woman's!

Moreover, when Ye Tianfan struck the man's shoulder, he felt the man, although appearing burly, had an incredibly petite bone structure.

In that moment, Ye Tianfan judged: this person was a woman!

And she was an expert in disguise techniques, hiding her physique, appearance, even her voice—to an impeccable degree.

But human instinctive reactions don't lie. When Ye Tianfan suddenly hit her shoulder, the fierce pain revealed her original voice.

"So, it's a woman!" Ye Tianfan muttered, raising a hand to grab the mask on the figure's face. The profound energy in his hand whipped up strong winds, this grab would tear away the woman's disguise.

Ye Tianfan wanted to see who this woman was!

Yet, at this moment, the woman suddenly uttered another hoarse voice, like an old lady, whispering: "Young Master Ye is indeed impressive, but I don't plan to keep playing with you."

As soon as she finished speaking, the woman dashed towards the large glass window, and with a "bang...", she shattered the glass and leaped off from the 27th floor of the Qin Group.

This left Ye Tianfan a bit at a loss.

She actually jumped?

This is the 27th floor, jumping from here is suicide!

Ye Tianfan immediately went to the window, leaning out to look down, only to discover the woman was wearing a Flying Squirrel Suit, seemingly having predicted he would come to the window to check, and at this moment she even blew him a kiss.

Watching her figure vanish into the vast night, Ye Tianfan could only shake his head helplessly. He hadn't anticipated the woman wearing a Flying Squirrel Suit; at this height, even with his skills, he couldn't possibly catch up.

Standing before the shattered glass pane, Ye Tianfan gazed outward, when suddenly his phone rang—Yan Feishuang was calling.

"Hello?"

"Something happened here, you need to come over quickly."

Yan Feishuang didn't say much, but her tone contained an undercurrent of wrath, decidedly unfriendly.

Ye Tianfan wanted to ask what had happened, but Yan Feishuang had already hung up the phone. Shaking his head with a helpless sigh. Yan Feishuang, Qin Ruomeng, Long Yuqing, Yao Lingshan, plus Ren Ningyue—these women were just giving him a headache.

Leaving the Qin Group Building, Ye Tianfan hailed a taxi straight to the bar, and upon arrival, he hadn't even entered before he heard a cacophony of shouting, mixed with screams.

Ye Tianfan's heart sank, he hurriedly stepped into the bar to see the dance floor littered with over ten big men, writhing in pain, while people around taunted on.

And the source of it all, was the woman at the center of the dance floor.

Yao Lingshan!

At that moment, Yao Lingshan stood in the center, her pretty face brimming with fury.

Ye Tianfan seemed to understand instantly.

Yao Lingshan was quite traditional in thought, and a place like a bar, was very open. Most men who came here had some bad intentions.

Observing the scene, it was clear someone had targeted Yao Lingshan.

At this moment, Yan Feishuang came over, her eyes filled with resentment as she approached Ye Tianfan, whispering: "Is this woman your friend?"

"Hmm." Watching the men writhing in pain on the dance floor, Ye Tianfan felt deeply embarrassed. Lingshan's mood wasn't good to begin with, and then this happened. Fortunately, Yao Lingshan had vented for a while, or else these men would be in a worse state than just lying on the dance floor.

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