"Alright, I promise you, Wang won't cause you any trouble over this." Ye Chen said to Zhao Dezhu.
"Okay, I'll make the call now and have Tian Yun sent over."
After saying that, Zhao Dezhu walked to the side, made a phone call to instruct his people to safely bring Tian Yun to Guijie Street, and then hung up the phone.
The moment he hung up the phone, Zhao Dezhu breathed a sigh of relief. His hands were still trembling a bit.
The way Ye Chen looked just now was truly terrifying; his aura was so intense it was even stronger than Shen Canghai.
"Am I just imagining things..."
Zhao Dezhu muttered to himself.
After finishing, Zhao Dezhu returned to the door, where Ye Chen was staring directly at him.
Five minutes later, Zhao Dezhu knew his previous feelings were indeed real...
This was the longest ten minutes Zhao Dezhu had ever experienced.
When the car delivering Tian Yun arrived, Zhao Dezhu felt like he was a lost boat at sea encountering a lighthouse.
