Super Master

He wanted to protect Shen Yihan, so naturally, he wouldn't leave. Even though Eighth Lord has the power to expel employees, but towards Shen Yihan's personal bodyguard, Eighth Lord could do nothing about it.    

    

"Hehe, I will explain everything to Yihan. For a personal bodyguard, I'm afraid you aren't qualified. "    

    

"What do you mean?"    

    

"To rob the goods of the Clear Sky Conference, make enemies with the company, destroy the relationship, and put the company in danger … Is this something a qualified bodyguard should do?"    

    

"All of this is to clear the way for Boss Shen, for the company."    

    

Yue Feng said.    

    

"What a great method to clear all obstacles!" The Eighth Lord said coldly, "The moment you leave this place, you will be met with endless retaliation from the Greencloud Association and the company will be implicated by you. Tell me, are these called clear obstacles?"    

    

"It's not like eighth master doesn't know about Wang Xing. The culprit was Mo Zifeng, and the Greencloud Association was also Mo Zifeng's lackey. Therefore, they should have been eliminated. "    

    

Yue Feng explained.    

    

"And then, make the company's owners bear the consequences for you?"    

    

The Eighth Lord said coldly.    

    

Hearing this, Yue Feng smiled.    

    

Who would have thought that after solving so many problems for the company, in the eyes of the Eighth Lord, he was causing trouble for the company?    

    

"It is understandable for a young person to be able to stand out, but he has to consider his own strength. At Mo Zifeng's royal ball, if not for Yi Han's presence, your corpse would have been long gone. "    

    

The Eighth Lord said.    

    

In his eyes, Yue Feng was just someone who wanted to show off and let the company clean up Yue Feng's mess. As for solving the problem for the company, it was not up to Yue Feng to do so.    

    

What had happened in the past few days was a good example.    

    

Furthermore, Yue Feng's explanation and not leaving only further confirmed the Eighth Lord's thoughts.    

    

Without the Nine Prefectures, this brat would probably not be able to live for more than a few days in Chu City.    

    

"Don't worry Eighth Lord, I won't implicate anyone else in the company." The Clear Sky Conference, and even Mo Zifeng will be removed from Chu very soon. "    

    

Yue Feng said.    

    

Hearing this, the Eighth Lord couldn't help but shake his head.    

    

This kid really doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth.    

    

"How arrogant."    

    

The old man at the side suddenly opened his eyes, and two rays of light shot out.    

    

Yue Feng turned his head and saw the other party's strength with a single glance.    

    

In the initial stage of the Dark Jing, he could be considered an expert from the inner sect martial world. However, he couldn't even be compared to Chu Wujiang at his peak stage, much less Yue Feng.    

    

With such strength, Yue Feng could fight five people with one hand.    

    

"This is?"    

    

"Old Wei, a warrior with hidden strength." You are a soldier, so you should know what hidden strength means. "    

    

The Eighth Lord seemed to be purposely warning Yue Feng of Old Wei's strength.    

    

"Oh, that's quite impressive."    

    

Yue Feng nodded his head casually and picked up his teacup.    

    

"Hmph," Old Wei gave a cold snort and continued, "Back then, when this old man followed Eighth Elder out to roam the world, the Cyan Cloud Conference was already a force that could not be underestimated. Right now, the Greencloud Association is only strong, not weak at all. Even this old man dares not say that we should get rid of them. "    

    

Yue Feng shook his head.    

    

If they knew that he had obstructed the details of the Greencloud Association's transaction, they would probably not think this way.    

    

However, Yue Feng was too lazy to explain and just continued to sip his tea.    

    

If he wasn't worried about Shen Yihan's safety, Yue Feng wanted to see what kind of problem this Eighth Lord could solve.    

    

"Old Wei, forget it. Young people, just leave it for the society to educate. "    

    

The Eighth Lord suddenly said as he stared at Yue Feng for a few seconds and then took out a card.    

    

"This is your one year salary. Take it and leave the Nine Prefectures."    

    

Eighth Lord put the card on the table.