The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 587 Lamb to the Slaughter?

When Ye Chenfeng saw Qin Yi, Wang Li, Luo Yun, Wang Jun, and Shi Lei also spotted Qin Yi squatting at the entrance of Capital International Airport. Wang Li whispered to Ye Chenfeng beside him, "Young Master Ye, why would Qin Yi be here? Logically, he should have left Capital City by now, and he looks like he is waiting for someone. There can’t be such a coincidence in this world, could it be that he’s waiting for us?"

"We just go about our business. Now that we have all changed our appearances, Qin Yi certainly won’t recognize us," Ye Chenfeng said expressionlessly, continuing at his original pace towards the inside of the Capital International Airport.

Just as Ye Chenfeng and the others were passing by Qin Yi, Qin Yi immediately dropped the cigarette butt in his hand and looked at them dubiously. Qin Yi had always had an extremely keen sense of smell since he was young, and he never forgot a scent he had smelled before. Outside the Cangyun Mountain Range, he had a close conversation with Ye Chenfeng, so he was very familiar with Ye Chenfeng’s scent.

Qin Yi initially thought it was Ye Chenfeng and his group at the airport, but after seeing the faces of the few people in front of him, he felt both disappointed and puzzled. He was puzzled because the scent of one of the people was exactly the same as that of Ye Chenfeng.

Logically speaking, nearly everyone in this world has a distinct scent, but with an ordinary person’s sense of smell, one cannot discern this. Yet Qin Yi’s nose could be said to be even more sensitive than a dog’s. It was an innate talent he possessed. Many times he preferred to rely on his nose for identification, because sometimes what you see with your eyes could also be false.

"Right, isn’t there such a thing as the art of disguise in this world? Ye Chenfeng and the others are going abroad for important business, so it’s not strange for them to disguise themselves."

After thinking of this, Qin Yi immediately stood up and ran quickly towards the inside of Capital International Airport, blocking Ye Chenfeng and others’ path with confidence, he said, "You’ve been discovered by me, take me abroad with you!"

Ye Chenfeng and the others were inwardly shocked, but their faces did not show it. Ye Chenfeng, calm and composed, changed his voice and said, "My friend, are you sure you haven’t mistaken us for someone else? I don’t believe we know each other, do we?"

Qin Yi pointed to his nose and said, "Ye Chenfeng, I forgot to tell you something before. Some people’s eyes are capable of photographic memory, and my nose possesses the same ability. Any scent I have ever smelled, I can easily identify. So there’s no need to hide from me."

Ye Chenfeng really hadn’t anticipated Qin Yi to have such a talent. Since there was no use in hiding it anymore, Ye Chenfeng admitted openly, "Qin Yi, do you know what we are going abroad for? With your strength, following us would result in more than a ninety percent chance of dying in a foreign land, and besides, you wouldn’t be much help to us anyway."

"Ye Chenfeng, I’m not afraid to die, I just fear living in vain," said Qin Yi, his eyes resolute as he continued, "You told me this. I’ve been living in vain for too long, and I really don’t want to continue this way. Even if I do end up dying abroad this time, I will have no regrets."

Qin Yi earnestly added, "Ye Chenfeng, can I call you boss from now on and follow by your side? I know only by doing this will I have a chance to regain everything I have lost."

Ye Chenfeng’s lips curled into a playful smile as he glanced at Hei Xin and asked, "Can you still manage to get another plane ticket right now?"

Hei Xin inwardly shook his head, helpless. This trip to Country M wasn’t for leisure, and even their chances of survival were incredibly slim. He didn’t understand why anyone would be keen on courting death, yet he said, "I can still manage such a trivial matter."

"What are you waiting for? If you want to go and court death, then I have no reason not to fulfill your request, do I?" Ye Chenfeng reached out and patted Qin Yi’s shoulder in front of him.

Qin Yi quickly said excitedly, "Thank you, boss, thank you, boss. From now on, Ye Chenfeng, you are my boss."

Ye Chenfeng pursed his lips and said, "Qin Yi, your strength still needs to improve. Otherwise, wouldn’t I, as the boss, end up being embarrassed by you?"

Qin Yi’s cheeks turned slightly red from embarrassment. Since he had only met Ye Chenfeng two days ago, there was no need for Qin Yi to change his appearance. He believed that the investigative capabilities of the Empire of Devouring were not strong enough to reach this extent. Besides, Qin Yi came from the Ancient Martial World and had never been to the Secular World before.

As Ye Chenfeng and the others stepped onto the plane bound for Country M.

In Country M, a hidden, ancient European-style building.

A man in his thirties from Huaxia Country, with a character for "Wind" embroidered on the sleeve of his arm, walked respectfully into the grand hall of the ancient building.

The lighting in the hall was very dim, and at the very front, in the center of the hall, there was a raised platform. On the platform there was a golden chair, carved with lifelike dragons.

Sitting on this imposing chair was an old man with white hair, appearing to be over a hundred years old. However, despite the countless wrinkles on his face, the muscles on his body were bulging, making the head and the body seem as if they didn’t belong to the same person, which was an eerie sight.

The man with the character for "Wind" on his sleeve, upon entering the dark hall, immediately bowed deeply to the old man sitting on the golden chair and said in a respectful voice, "King, Hei Xin and Ye Chenfeng are already on their way here to Country M. Shall we proceed with the original plan?"

Before the man with "Wind" stitched on his arm entered the hall, three other men were standing respectfully inside the hall, and they had "Fire," "Thunder," and "Lightning" embroidered on their sleeves, respectively.

When combined, the characters on their sleeves read "Wind Fire Thunder Lightning." They were the four great generals of the Devouring Empire, and the eerie old man sitting on the golden chair was the Sovereign of the Devouring Empire—the King.

The King, looking at the four great generals in the hall, issued an aged voice, "In this world, no one can challenge the authority of our Devouring Empire, nor can anyone betray us. Do these foolish people think we are unaware of their desire to eradicate the Devouring Empire?"

"Let them be completely buried in the soil of Country M this time, and then let the Ye family from Capital City of Huaxia Country also disappear from this world. Do they think the members of our Devouring Empire can be killed off just like that? Ye Chenfeng and the entire Ye family must pay the price they deserve."

"I entrust this matter to the four of you. With your strength, taking care of Hei Xin and Ye Chenfeng shouldn’t be any trouble, right?"

As soon as the King finished speaking, the Wind Fire Thunder Lightning generals bowed deeply to the King, unanimously saying, "Your Majesty, we will definitely complete the mission."

In the process of speaking, a powerful aura exploded from within the bodies of the Wind Fire Thunder Lightning generals. If Ye Chenfeng were present, he would have been extremely surprised because the energy emanating from the generals was clearly Soul Force.

"Very well, you four may leave. Once Hei Xin and Ye Chenfeng arrive in Country M, proceed with the original plan," the King said with a wave of his hand.

The four generals slowly exited the hall. The King sitting on the golden chair revealed an ugly smile on his shriveled lips. In his view, Hei Xin and Ye Chenfeng were nothing to fear, for he was yet unaware that Ye Chenfeng was also a Soul Force warrior. Perhaps, if he knew this, he would treat the matter more cautiously.

Therefore, to the Sovereign of the Devouring Empire, Hei Xin and Ye Chenfeng were at best lambs to the slaughter.

Little did he know, sometimes the lambs meant to be slaughtered can turn into fierce tigers, for the meekness of the lambs was merely their appearance. Beneath the sheep’s skin, they were thoroughbred tigers. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it with recommendation tickets and monthly tickets at Qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian.com to read.)