The Beautiful CEO's Super Soldier King-Chapter 963 [Tian Shu’s Intentions]

"What is it?" Ye Chenfeng’s heart suddenly sank.

Yao Dao gritted his teeth and said, "Shen Tianfang has amnesia and doesn’t remember anything from the past. As for the God of Killing, his foundation is destroyed, and now he’s no different from a normal person."

"Phew!"

Ye Chenfeng let out a long sigh of relief. The situation was a bit more optimistic than he had predicted.

"Alright, as long as they’re alive." Ye Chenfeng said.

"Divine King, the God of Killing has something to tell you." Yao Dao said as he moved the laptop into the hospital room.

On Ye Chenfeng’s screen appeared the God of Killing, but he looked completely different, covered in thick bandages.

"God of Killing, I’m so glad to see you’re still alive. Don’t worry, I’ll help you recover." Ye Chenfeng said with a smile.

The God of Killing spoke weakly, "Divine King, that person is the first of the Big Dipper Seven Stars, Tian Shu. He made Mr. Shen amnesiac, probably to prevent us from knowing his information, but he didn’t know that I saw through his cultivation technique..."

As he spoke, two fierce lights shot from the God of Killing’s eyes, but due to speaking too much, he was already sweating profusely.

"What is it?" Ye Chenfeng asked.

"Ancient Yoga Skill, Meditation!" The God of Killing softly whispered a few words.

"Ah? Meditation? What does he have to do with Qianmian?"

Ye Chenfeng was shocked, and the image of Qianmian immediately flashed in his mind.

"That is unknown, Tian Shu is countless times more terrifying than Qianmian. Neither Mr. Shen nor I could withstand a single move from him, and I think even you, Divine King..." The God of Killing didn’t continue, but Ye Chenfeng knew exactly what he meant.

The God of Killing seemed to remember something and said, "Tian Shu said he knew where the thing Mr. Shen was guarding is hidden. That’s why he wants to kill Mr. Shen."

"Is Yuqin alright?"

Ye Chenfeng asked urgently, considering the possibility that Shen Tianfang might have left the thing with Shen Yuqin.

"She’s fine, Yao Dao has already strengthened the protection around Miss Shen, but that person hasn’t shown up again."

Ye Chenfeng nodded, "Alright, God of Killing, go rest!"

"Yao Dao, have you ever thought about this question, like how neither of the two, the God of Killing, could withstand a single move from him? He came to kill, yet both are still alive?" Ye Chenfeng asked.

Yao Dao was surprised, then he said, "Could it be that you mean he did it on purpose, deliberately making Mr. Shen amnesiac and destroying the God of Killing’s foundation?"

"Yes, it was definitely intentional. The God of Killing mentioned he knows about me, or is very familiar. Destroying the God of Killing’s foundation might be a warning to me. As for Uncle Shen’s amnesia..." Ye Chenfeng fell into deep thought.

"Divine King, why is that?" Yao Dao asked curiously.

"At first, I also thought he knew the whereabouts of that thing, and it was most likely hidden on Yuqin. But thinking about it later, I realized it’s not like that at all. Now I understand, he actually doesn’t know where the thing is hidden. The reason for Uncle Shen’s amnesia is to make him forget where it’s hidden too, so that it remains forever silent, forever disappeared." Ye Chenfeng analyzed.

Yao Dao found this analysis astonishing, but upon reflection, it seemed very possible that Ye Chenfeng’s analysis was correct.

"If this is the case, what is his motive? The thing Mr. Shen guarded for over ten years must be exceptionally valuable. Why would he want it to disappear forever?" Yao Dao asked, puzzled.

Ye Chenfeng shook his head, "That’s unknown, but I have a feeling that this matter is inseparably linked with us."

"If that’s true, we’ll soon find out the truth!" Yao Dao said.

Ye Chenfeng instructed, "Although this is our conjecture, Yao Dao, still put in extra effort on Yuqin. The opponent’s power is terrifying, don’t confront it directly, use your wits."

"I understand!"

...

In a presidential suite in a high-end hotel in the Capital City, two naked bodies tangled on the big bed.

The room was filled with a decadent atmosphere, especially the pink decor, exuding limitless ambiguity.

The man and woman were Xu Hanwen and Lin Jiaojiao.

"Hanwen, you’re really outstanding, I’ve never met a man as excellent as you!" Lin Jiaojiao said coquettishly, leaning on Xu Hanwen’s chest.

Xu Hanwen shook his head, "You can’t say that, if you say I’m the best man, where do you put Ye Mingtian? I’m quite confident, even the descendants from the Eight Great Families sometimes don’t matter to me, but when it comes to Ye Mingtian, I’m genuinely impressed."

"Ye Mingtian!"

Upon hearing this, a glint flashed in Lin Jiaojiao’s eyes.

"But you’re also great, after all, Ye Mingtian is called the perfect man, practically a god-like existence." Lin Jiaojiao comforted him.

Xu Hanwen smiled, his hands wandering.

"Hanwen, it also depends on who you’re comparing to. Like that driver at the banquet today, he won’t have the chance to even lick my feet, let alone sleep with me, in this lifetime." Lin Jiaojiao teased.

However, Xu Hanwen didn’t feel particularly refreshed because Ye Chenfeng’s identity was not simple, a fact known to Lan Yuesheng and Hu Lan.

...

The next day.

"Big Dipper Seven Stars?" Adolf blurted out after hearing Ye Chenfeng’s inquiry.

"It’s probably a very mysterious organization, active over a decade ago, rarely known now. Or I should say, few know about it except the older generation." Ye Chenfeng said.

Adolf silently noted it down and then said to Ye Chenfeng, "After some efforts, the Thirteen Holy Knights are finally gathered; they have all returned."

Ye Chenfeng couldn’t help but be delighted and asked curiously, "Really?"

"Yes, they’ll likely arrive in the Capital City soon." Adolf said.

"Haha, great. It’s been a long time since I saw them." Ye Chenfeng’s face lit up with joy.

"The whereabouts of the other two Heavenly Envoys are still unknown, but I’ve already set people to look for them." Adolf’s efficiency was high.

After leaving Adolf, Ye Chenfeng went to Yanjing University.

He hadn’t forgotten that Lan Yuesheng and others had invited him to an archaeological seminar at Yanjing University, especially after discovering something shocking from Xu Hanwen last night, which made Ye Chenfeng even more curious.

"Brother Ye, you’re here?"

Lan Yahui was already waiting for Ye Chenfeng and greeted him warmly as he arrived.

The two walked side by side on the campus of Yanjing University. Ye Chenfeng had been to Jiangnan University many times, but walking in Yanjing University’s campus, he could clearly feel the richer cultural atmosphere, fitting the imagined ivory tower.