Chapter 175: The Old Voice

Jiangnan frowned, realizing he had still underestimated Zhao Wuji.

Since Yang Ju proactively reached out, it shows Chen Ying's predicament is already beyond his ability.

It seems Chen Ying this time has truly run into big trouble.

Perhaps it is he who has implicated Chen Ying.

A pang of guilt rose in Jiangnan's heart,

after all, if not for him, Chen Ying wouldn't have been dragged in.

He took a deep breath, picked up his phone, and scrolled through the contacts.

His fingertip lingered on a long‑neglected number, and Jiangnan's gaze grew complex.

After a moment's hesitation, he still dialed the number.

"Doo… doo…"

The phone rang a few times before finally connecting.

"Hello?"

An old voice came from the other end, carrying a hint of fatigue and world‑worn weariness.

"You kid, finally had the heart to call me?"

The old voice held a trace of teasing, yet could not hide a flicker of delight in its tone.

Jiangnan was silent for a moment, then spoke, his tone gloomy.

"Protect a person for me, and I'll grant your request."

The other side remained silent, seeming to contemplate.

"Oh?"

The old voice sounded again, with a hint of playfulness.

"All these years, you finally figured it out?"

"Who do you want protected?"

"Chen Ying."

Jiangnan slowly uttered the two words, his tone firm and unquestionable.

"Fine, I agree."

The old voice showed no hesitation and agreed outright.

"But you must remember your promise."

"Don't worry."

Jiangnan replied lightly and hung up.

Xu Jiaojiao stood nearby, watching Jiangnan's grim expression, her heart uneasy.

"You... okay?"

She asked softly, her tone tinged with concern.

Jiangnan lifted his head, looked at Xu Jiaojiao, and shook his head.

"It's fine, just that a death‑afraid old guy is being a nuisance."

Xu Jiaojiao nodded vaguely, without pressing further.

She could feel an unsettling aura emanating from Jiangnan.

"Let's go."

Jiangnan spoke, breaking the silence.

"Where to?"

Xu Jiaojiao asked instinctively.

"To rescue someone."

Jiangnan's gaze hardened, his tone resolute.

He opened the car door and got into the driver's seat.

Xu Jiaojiao hesitated briefly, then took the passenger seat.

The sports car roared to life, its engine emitting a low rumble that shattered the night's silence.

Inside the car, the atmosphere was heavy, and neither spoke.

Xu Jiaojiao furtively sized up Jiangnan, her mind full of doubt.

Who exactly is this man?

Why could a single call make that mysterious person agree to protect someone?

How many secrets does he still carry?

One question after another swirled in Xu Jiaojiao's mind, making her even more curious about Jiangnan.

The sports car sped through the night, heading toward the Jinghai City Public Security Bureau.

Meanwhile, inside the interrogation room of the Jinghai City Public Security Bureau,

Chen Ying sat on a cold chair, her hands shackled to the table.

Her complexion was pale, yet her eyes still held a trace of stubbornness.

Opposite her, two uniformed men sat, their gazes sharp and their presence imposing.

"Chen Ying, I advise you to be honest!"

One of the men spoke, his voice cold with a hint of threat.

"Confess what?"

Chen Ying lifted her head, her gaze calm, and retorted.

"What is your relationship with Jiangnan?"

Another man spoke, his tone severe.

"Just friends."

Chen Ying answered, concise and clear.

"Friends?"

The man sneered, clearly unconvinced.

"According to our investigation, your connection with Jiangnan is far from shallow."

"He is suspected of multiple illegal crimes; are you aware of this?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Chen Ying frowned, her tone firm,

"Mr. Jiangnan is a good person; he wouldn't commit illegal acts."

"A good person?"

The man snorted, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.

"Chen Ying, I'm giving you one final chance."

"Honestly disclose your relationship with Jiangnan and all his illegal deeds."

"Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude!"

Chen Ying remained silent, her gaze steadfast, unmoved.

"Bang!"

The man slammed the table and stood up.

"If you won't drink the toast, you'll drink the penalty!"

He walked to Chen Ying, looking down at her from above.

"I want to see how long you can keep up the tough talk!"

A flash of ferocity crossed the man's eyes as he raised his hand to strike Chen Ying's face.

"Stop!"

At that moment, a shout rang from outside the door.

The interrogation room door was thrown open, and a figure appeared in the doorway.

It was Jiangnan.

His eyes were icy, exuding a powerful aura.

"What are you trying to do?"

Jiangnan stepped into the interrogation room, his gaze like a blade, sweeping over the two men.

"Jiangnan?"

The two men were startled, clearly not expecting Jiangnan to appear here.

"What are you doing here?"

One of the men spoke, a hint of caution in his tone.

"Let her go."

Jiangnan gave no reply, but spoke directly, his tone unquestionable.

"Who do you think you are?"

The other man snorted, his eyes full of contempt.

"You dare command us?"

"I'll say it again: let her go."

Jiangnan's gaze turned cold; a massive pressure instantly enveloped the interrogation room.

The two men's faces changed; they felt a chill surge from their feet to the top of their heads.

They seemed targeted by a wild beast, every hair on their bodies standing up.

"You... what are you trying to do?"

One man's voice trembled, a hint of fear.

"I don't want to resort to violence."

Jiangnan spoke slowly, his tone calm yet undeniably authoritative.

"But if you don't release her, I don't mind dealing with you."

"However, before that, you'd better look at this."

Jiangnan finished speaking and slapped a document onto the table.

The two men exchanged glances, grabbed the document, skimmed it, and their faces changed instantly.

This Jiangnan, he actually possesses such great power?

To make a high-ranking figure act, what exactly is his identity?

"Fine... fine, we'll let her go."

One man clenched his teeth, ultimately still chose to compromise.

He took out a key and unlocked Chen Ying's handcuffs.

Chen Ying moved her wrist, stood up, and walked to Jiangnan's side.

"Are you okay?"

Jiangnan looked at Chen Ying and asked softly.

"I'm fine."

Chen Ying shook her head, a flash of gratitude in her eyes.

"Let's go."

Jiangnan spoke, leading Chen Ying out of the interrogation room.

"Wait!"

At that moment, the man spoke again.

"Jiangnan, don't get cocky!"

"You think, even with a deep background, in some people's eyes you're just a slightly larger ant."

Jiangnan halted, turned around, and stared at the man.

"Oh?"

"What do you want to say?"

"If you don't want to die, you'd better stop here, understand?"

The man gritted his teeth as he spoke.

"Is that so?"

A hint of a smile curved Jiangnan's lips, a trace of mockery flashing in his eyes.

"Then I'll see whether you can take my life!"

After speaking, he strode away with Chen Ying.

Inside the interrogation room, the two men stared at each other, their faces extremely grim.

"What do we do?"

One of the men spoke, a hint of unease in his voice.

"What else can we do?"

"Report it up the chain."