The Supreme Soldier King of the Lady CEO

Nan Zhen's cold laugh made a thick playful expression appear on Ye Huan's face.

"So, your friend, what's their surname, name, and what do they do?" Ye Huan smirked and asked.

Nan Zhen was stumped, feeling a bit guilty, as he didn't know the Crown Prince's full name or what he did.

Having no way out, and unable to swallow the scolding from Ye Huan, he decided to play along with a bold face.

"Hehe, do you think you're worthy of knowing my friend's name and identity?"

"I can only tell you that my friend's terrifying identity is beyond your wildest imagination, got it!"

"Like I said, it's you who should damn well get out, if you know what's good for you, you better scurry out now, don't wait for my friend to come out and have the security kick you out!"

Ye Huan found it quite peculiar.

In this world, there really are such strange things?

Illegally intruding into someone else's property and then threatening to have the owner kicked out using security?

"Kid, got nothing to say, huh?" Seeing Ye Huan keeping silent, Nan Zhen thought Ye Huan was scared, and immediately became arrogant, "Let me tell you, the owner of this villa, my friend, is an existence terrifying beyond your imagination. His family's influence is second to none in the whole of Huaxia. He is a true super young master! Even I, the third young master of the Nan Family, am nothing in front of him!"

Huh?

Ye Huan was puzzled, unable to understand why Nan Zhen was suddenly praising him.

Could it be that when the tattooed thug crippled Nan Zhen's limbs, he accidentally damaged Nan Zhen's brain?

"You entering my friend's villa without permission amounts to illegal intrusion!"

"You also live in Golden Shore, so you should know that Tingxiang Pavilion is Golden Shore's most luxurious, most incredible, and most expensive villa."

"Accordingly, its security level is the highest. If I call the villa area's security and report your illegal intrusion into Tingxiang Pavilion, humph humph..."

Nan Zhen rambled on, deliberately threatening, "Let me tell you, the security here are all retired soldiers, they know you illegally intruded into Tingxiang Pavilion, they'll at least beat you till you cry for your mom!"

As he spoke, he signaled to Su Zhiqiang.

Su Zhiqiang took out his phone.

Nan Zhen looked at Ye Huan lazily, with a threatening tone laced in his previous words, aiming to scare Ye Huan into leaving the courtyard quickly.

After all, he didn't know the owner of Tingxiang Pavilion—the Crown Prince of Huaxia. If the Crown Prince suddenly came out from the villa, it would be very awkward when the truth came to light.

Not only awkward, but imitating a friend of the Crown Prince might anger the true Crown Prince!

Therefore, only if Ye Huan left soon could this risk be avoided.

"Kid, you're still not going, are you?"

"If you don't leave soon, when I make the call to the security, it'll not be as simple as you want to leave."

Seeing Ye Huan unmoved, Nan Zhen seemed a little anxious, and as he spoke, he gave Su Zhiqiang another signal.

Su Zhiqiang began dialing.

"Come on, make your call." Ye Huan not only showed no sign of leaving but even made a 'please' gesture. He genuinely thought Nan Zhen had been punched silly by the tattooed thug; otherwise, how could he talk about calling security?

What's the point of calling security over?

To beat themselves up?

"Not crying until you see the coffin, dial the security, take him down." Nan Zhen knew he couldn't wait any longer, otherwise, if the Crown Prince came out of the villa, the situation would blow up. So he instructed Su Zhiqiang to contact security to come over and drive Ye Huan away.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"Tingxiang Pavilion!"

"Someone's illegally intruding, get over here quickly!"

"You'll be here in three minutes? Okay, okay, okay!"

Su Zhiqiang hung up the phone and said, "Brother Zhen, security will arrive in three minutes."

"Kid, this is your last chance." Nan Zhen warned Ye Huan once again. Although he really wanted security to beat Ye Huan, he was also afraid the Crown Prince might come out of the villa in these three minutes, so he gave Ye Huan one last chance.

Ye Huan completely ignored him.

Nan Zhen was very displeased and wanted to speak again to tell Ye Huan to get out.

But just as he opened his mouth, his face changed.

"Whoosh—"

The roaring sounds outside the courtyard became louder.

Five trucks drove into the yard, and dozens of staff from the moving company and furniture factory gradually got off the trucks, unloading expensive furniture from the trucks.

Nan Zhen really cursed in his heart.

Why would these workers come now of all times?

Such a commotion was very likely to alert the Crown Prince in the villa!

If the Crown Prince came out and found out that Nan Zhen was bluffing and pretending, he'd certainly be angry.

By then, not only would he fail to please the Crown Prince, but he'd also make the Crown Prince unhappy.

What a conundrum!

"Handle carefully, make sure not to damage anything. If it's damaged, we can't afford to pay for it even if we bring out all we have."

"Since Mr. Ye entrusted us with this job, we must be meticulous, careful, and cautious!"

The director among the workers shouted a few words through a loudspeaker.

Although Nan Zhen and Su Zhiqiang expected it, they were still somewhat shocked to hear the director referring to 'Mr. Ye.'

Surname Ye, the Crown Prince, after all, is the son of Ye Tiance, isn't he?

It must be the Crown Prince living in Tingxiang Pavilion!

No way, he absolutely cannot be disturbed!