Zhao Jian stared at Ye Chen with an icy gaze. "Go to hell."
As his words fell, Zhao Jian's body shot out like lightning.
In the blink of an eye, Zhao Jian appeared at Ye Chen's side.
But Ye Chen didn't move at all, as if he hadn't reacted in the slightest.
Seeing this, everyone shook their heads nonstop.
Ye Chen was still too green.
In front of Zhao Jian, he had no power to fight back at all.
A cold smile curled at Zhao Jian's lips. "Die, kid."
The next second, Zhao Jian threw a punch.
However, all of a sudden, the Ye Chen in front of him turned into an afterimage.
Zhao Jian froze when he saw this. An afterimage? Impossible.
The next instant, Ye Chen had already appeared behind Zhao Jian.
He didn't use any fancy move—he just straight up kicked Zhao Jian in the ass.
Zhao Jian shot into the air and crashed heavily onto the ground.
"This..."
The venue fell deathly silent.
Everyone was dumbfounded by the scene before them.
Originally, everyone had thought this fight would be evenly matched.
But no one expected the outcome to be decided this fast.
The main thing was that Ye Chen's speed was insane.
It was almost just in the blink of an eye, and Ye Chen had already appeared behind Zhao Jian.
A faint smile tugged at Ye Chen's lips.
At that moment, the system's voice echoed in Ye Chen's mind.
"Ding. Congratulations to the host for completing the system mission and defeating Zhao Jian. The host may now return to the main world."
Ye Chen let out a long breath.
This time, the mission had actually been to become a Martial Artist.
Almost at the same time, a wormhole appeared before Ye Chen's eyes.
Ye Chen summoned his little scooter, waved his hand, and said, "Everyone, I'm out. See you."
With that, Ye Chen rushed into the wormhole.
When they saw the wormhole vanish, everyone was stunned.
My god, this guy could actually tear open space—could he be one of those legendary Saint Level powerhouses?
Ye Chen returned to the real world.
The next day, Ye Chen went out early because he was taking Li Wanrou to the LM Group fashion show.
Today, the LM Group fashion show was also grandly kicking off.
This fashion show had invited quite a few Celebrities, and everything on display was luxury goods. The scale was huge.
The first day was fashion, then jewelry, and then designer bags.
Each category of exhibits would be shown for three days.
You could say this round of luxury was as straightforward as it gets—in simple terms, it was a massive pretentiousness convention.
The parking lot was packed with tens-of-millions-level luxury cars. Stars and beauties thronged about. Even Lamborghinis, Maseratis, Ferraris and the like had formed a long line before the red carpet.
The beauties were all dressed fashionably in evening gowns, each one holding the arm of some well-dressed gentleman as they walked into the venue.
Past the red carpet came the signing area.
Flashbulbs flared, and all eyes focused on them.
Off to the side, the host loudly announced, "Famous film star... Miss, attending the LM fashion exhibition."
A Bentley slowly rolled to a stop in front of the red carpet.
Ye Chen stepped out with Li Wanrou, who was dressed like a stunning queen, and headed toward the center of the exhibition.
After getting out of the car, Ye Chen's King Yama mode switched on.
Even though Ye Chen was wearing sunglasses and a mask, his tall, straight figure and unique aura still drew waves of gasps from the crowd.
"Damn, this young guy is so handsome."
"Is he some newly debuted movie star?"
"No idea, but this guy is way too handsome."
Ye Chen held Li Wanrou's hand as they walked toward the red carpet.
The fashion show was not short on beauties.
But in front of Li Wanrou, all those beauties were completely overshadowed.
Standing in the crowd, Li Wanrou was like a crane among chickens.
Who are this handsome man and gorgeous woman?
Seriously, this pair is way too eye-catching.
Following behind them was a woman dressed up like a peacock.
Her name was Zhao Yingying.
Zhao Yingying had been spoiled rotten by her parents since childhood.
In her mind, money was everything.
As long as you had money, anything could be settled.
In her eyes, there were only three things.
Money, power, and connections.
In her view, with these three things, you could dominate wherever you went.
Even though she was married now, she hadn't toned it down at all.
She was as arrogantly overbearing as ever.
Because the husband she'd married had some background, and his family conditions were quite good.
In Zhao Yingying's eyes, there was practically nothing money couldn't smooth over.
Zhao Yingying's husband saw Li Wanrou, who was outshining all the other women and standing like a crane among chickens, and greed flashed in his eyes.
"This woman is gorgeous, like a celestial maiden descending to earth." Zhao Yingying's husband couldn't help but sigh in admiration, completely ignoring the fact that Zhao Yingying was right beside him.
"Damn it." Seeing her husband act like a drooling pig, Zhao Yingying's face went dark with rage.
In that instant, she already hated Li Wanrou to the core.
What gives you the right to hold my husband's hand?
Ye Chen held Li Wanrou's hand as they walked down the red carpet.
Zhao Yingying and her husband followed behind them.
With a woman like her, who held herself in such lofty regard, she felt that she was the most beautiful woman in the world.
Whenever another woman was prettier than her, she'd be insanely jealous, to the point of wanting to ruin the other woman.
Just like Princess Snow White's stepmother.
At the center of the venue, they needed to have their invitations checked.
The gate guards also asked Ye Chen to present his invitation and ID card.
Ye Chen and Li Wanrou had never even considered they'd need ID cards, so neither of the Two People had brought one.
The guard said, "I'm sorry, sir. Without an ID card, we can't match the information on the invitation, so I'm afraid you can't go in, sir.
Seeing this, Zhao Yingying's eyes lit up.
Ha, finally my chance to get revenge.
She started mocking them from behind. "Haha, some people just love to act high and mighty. The result of pretending without the strength to back it up is making a fool of yourself. A luxury exhibition like LM's is not some place where any random stray cat or dog can stroll in."
Zhao Yingying had already found Li Wanrou an eyesore for a long time.
Her husband coughed beside her and said, "Honey, don't kick them while they're down. Mind the occasion."
Zhao Yingying's husband hated this petty side of his wife the most.
She was way too good at offending people.
"Why can't I say it? I'm just speaking the truth." Hearing her husband actually speak up for that woman, Zhao Yingying even shrieked in agitation.
"What, you feel sorry for them now? I'm going to mock them precisely because of that."
The entire venue was stunned by this scene.
After all, the people attending something like this were all elites from various circles.
And yet right at the entrance, they were seeing a crazy woman.
Pointing at Li Wanrou, Zhao Yingying said, "This is a Fashion Week invitation. Invitations are extremely scarce; only business tycoons and certain stars can get them. Regular people can't possibly obtain one. Yet some people still think they can sneak in by bluffing—what a ridiculous daydream!"

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