Chapter 2164

"Going against the current?!"

Fei Kexin was even more surprised after hearing Ye Chen's words.

She really couldn't understand why Ye Chen was so resistant to acknowledging his own maternal grandfather.

At this moment, Fei Kexin received a call, and the person on the phone said, "Eldest Miss, Palace Master Wan of the Wanlong Palace has arrived and has already brought people inside."

"I know," Fei Kexin responded and said to Ye Chen, "Mr. Ye, Palace Master Wan is here."

As she was speaking, the indicator lights of the two elevators flickered, and a moment later, the elevator doors opened, and Wan Pojun rushed out with more than a dozen Wanlong Palace soldiers.

Seeing Ye Chen, Wan Pojun took the lead in cupping his hands and saying, "Mr. Ye, your subordinate is late!"

The soldiers also immediately cupped their hands and said in unison, "Your subordinates are late!"

Ye Chen said indifferently, "You all have arrived quite quickly."

Wan Pojun asked hurriedly, "Mr. Ye, what is the situation now? What do you need your subordinates to do?"

Ye Chen said, "There is one thug with severed limbs who is still alive; take him away, as I still have words to ask him. Everyone else inside is dead; take your men and remove all the bodies for proper disposal, and then clean up the bloodstains and bullet holes at the scene."

Wan Pojun's expression tightened, and he said hurriedly, "We will get to work on it right away."

Afterward, he immediately led his men to the corridor.

The corridor was pitch black at this time, but Wan Pojun was, after all, an eight-star martial artist with extraordinary strength, so even with the dim light, he could see very clearly.

When he saw the situation at the scene, he was left dumbfounded.

He could be considered someone who had crawled out of piles of dead bodies, but this was the first time he had seen such a bloody scene.

The other Wanlong Palace soldiers also could not hide their horror; the thick smell of blood made everyone feel physically uncomfortable.

Wan Pojun was the first to regain his composure and said coldly, "Prepare the body bags and pack up the dead."

"Yes!" Everyone nodded repeatedly and immediately took out thick black body bags from their pockets, beginning to handle the bodies.

As one body after another was packed into the body bags, Wan Pojun's heart became increasingly shocked.

What shocked him was not the thugs who had had their legs severed by Ye Chen and committed suicide by poison, but the four martial arts experts with extremely high cultivation.

These four martial arts experts had each been beaten beyond recognition by bullets; it was no exaggeration to say that each of them had at least thirty or forty bullet holes, with almost no part of them intact from head to toe.

Wan Pojun could only tell from their mutilated bodies which of their meridians had been open, but he could not determine what star-level experts they were, because most of their meridians had already been shattered by bullets.

After all the bodies were packed into body bags, Wan Pojun grabbed the leader by the collar and stuffed him into a body bag as well, while instructing the others, "This one isn't dead yet; take him away separately, as Mr. Ye has other uses for him."

"Yes!" The subordinate nodded hurriedly and made a mark on this body bag.

The movements of these Wanlong Palace soldiers were very fast; in a few minutes, nearly thirty bodies were all packed up.

Afterward, they began to transport these body bags downstairs via the elevator.

Because they had stood in the pool of blood for too long, when they walked out, they left large blood-red footprints on the carpet outside.

Seeing these Wanlong Palace men covered in blood, with the thick smell of blood on them, Fei Kexin could imagine how tragic the situation inside was without even looking.

Wan Pojun came to Ye Chen at this time and said, "Mr. Ye, the bodies are all packed up. I will arrange for them to be transferred out of New York first, and then arrange for people to transport them to international waters as soon as possible for disposal. As for the one who is still alive, I will send him to a villa to be locked up first."

Ye Chen nodded: "Good, thank you all for your hard work."

Wan Pojun asked, "By the way, Mr. Ye, there were four martial arts experts inside; I wonder what their cultivation was, and how did they die so miserably?"

Ye Chen said indifferently, "One six-star martial artist, two seven-star martial artists, and one eight-star martial artist."

"Eight-star martial artist?!"

Wan Pojun was left dumbfounded.

One must know that the highest level for a martial artist is only eight stars, corresponding to the eight extraordinary meridians of a martial artist; one who has opened the eight extraordinary meridians is an eight-star martial artist.