The black-clad youth sitting next to him quickly stood up and hugged the white-clad youth who was getting angry, then nodded slightly apologetically at Wang Zhenyu.

  Wang Zhenyu didn't mind, having tasted the flavor of Western food and having important things to attend to, he didn't linger any longer.

  He no longer bothered with this foolish little kid, but instead made a gesture and called over the waiter.

  "How much is it in total? Including these two turtles." Wang Zhenyu paid the bill without forgetting to belittle others.

  The waiter quoted the price, and Wang Zhenyu directly threw down 5 big yuan and said with a smile: "No need to find change, the rest is tip."

  Things in this world are really interesting. Looking at the hat that fell to the ground, revealing half of her beautiful hair, the white-clothed young man... no, should be a beautiful girl. Wang Zhenyu cleared his throat and retracted his face full of lustful smiles, thinking about what to say next. At this time, the Indian guy who hadn't appeared until now suddenly showed up blowing a whistle.

  Wang Zhenyu glanced at Ye Zhiwen, who had tears in her eyes but still looked disdainful, and said very seriously: "These two ladies, no matter how big the misunderstanding was in the Western restaurant before, if we don't run now, I think we'll definitely have big trouble in a minute."

  So the three men and two women ran as fast as they could into a small alley beside the main road. The Indian patrol was also very worldly-wise and did not pursue them relentlessly. They quickly returned to the scene of the incident, then called on several colleagues to take the person lying underground back to settle the matter.

  After seeing the patrol officer leave, Wang Zhenyu finally breathed a sigh of relief. After going through this ordeal, all the good feelings about being a hero saving a beauty had vanished. The Master said: A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. He decided it was best to leave the concession area and return to his own defensive zone as soon as possible. Who knows what would happen if he continued to stay here?

  As for the military supplies on hand, it's really hard to find a buyer and can't get rid of them. I'll just splurge once, sink them directly into the Han River, no one will think of getting them, hum...

  "Alright, these two ladies, nothing's wrong, you can go back now. We still have things to do and should leave." Wang Zhenyu said while carefully watching the movement at the alley entrance, with his back turned to Ye Zhiwen.

  Ye Zhiwen, who had received a Western-style education since childhood, was extremely dissatisfied with Wang Zhenyu's behavior of not looking at people when speaking, as it was very impolite. Adding to his frivolous behavior earlier, Wang Zhenyu's impression in her eyes had already turned negative. However, the other party had just saved herself, so she couldn't be angry either. She fiddled with the cuff buttons on her suit and hesitated for a moment before softly saying "thank you" to Wang Zhenyu.

  Wang Zhenyu waved his hand: Don't be polite. After finishing speaking, he prepared to leave, this place of right and wrong is indeed not suitable for a long stay, safety first at the moment.

  "Hey, wait a minute!" Ye Zhiwen saw that the three men were really leaving and hurriedly called out to stop them.

  "What's wrong, are you still planning to sacrifice yourself for me?" The old habit of speaking bluntly to girls had resurfaced again.

  Ye Zhiwen was so angry that her face turned bright red. Originally, she was very afraid and wanted these three people to send her back home.

  The young man's words were really too frivolous, and he didn't look like a good person at all. She no longer felt any gratitude, only contempt for these uncultured rough men. She poked Xiaoyue with her finger behind her back, and she herself was unwilling to talk to Wang Zhenyu again.

  "We three brothers live in the Ye Gong Guan, not far from here, within this concession. I don't know if you three gentlemen could escort us back home? If you can assist us, my master will surely offer a generous reward." This little maid in black was half a year younger than Miss, but spoke very properly.

  Wang Zhenyu immediately wanted to refuse, originally, he had risked his life to save these two little girls (it seemed that he himself hadn't taken action). As a result, he found out that they were actually the two fake young masters who had offended him at the Western restaurant before, what kind of luck was this.

  The little beauty naturally wouldn't give herself a good face either, it's just that she didn't directly write the words "you are a rascal" on her face. However, Wang Zhenyu, who came from a later generation, was often judged by girls like this, and he had already become accustomed to it. Secondly, as a man, he didn't want to go and argue with a little girl about so many things, it would be too undignified. He just thought of himself as having wasted his effort (despising again, you didn't even make an effort), and quickly left.

  But for some reason, when the words reached his lips, looking at the white-clothed beauty's red eyes and tightly closed eyebrows, Wang Zhenyu's heart softened, and he inexplicably agreed again...

  Hankou British Concession, Dongting Street, Liu Yacun, Ye Gongguan.

  "Three gentlemen are above, please accept a bow from Zu Wen. I've already heard the story from my little daughter, this is indeed due to Ye's poor management and has caused trouble for the three of you."

  Yezuwen, in his early forties, tall and slender, with eyes like a deep pool, sporting the popular eight-character mustache of this era, wearing a black Western-style suit, walked into the living room with an air of confidence and composure.

  Mr. Ye Zuwen was originally from Nanjing and also came from a family of scholars, his great-grandfather had served as the governor of the Qing dynasty, but by the time of his father's generation, the family had declined after repeated failures in the imperial examinations. To make a living, Mr. Ye's father became a private secretary, but he didn't achieve anything remarkable and eventually could only do business, which was despised by scholars, relying on his connections with government officials.

  The four occupations of scholars, farmers, artisans and merchants, with merchants being the lowest. Ye Zuwen's father spent his entire life remembering the ancestral industry of reading books and serving as an official, and he even named his youngest and most beloved son "Zuwen". Unfortunately, Ye Zuwen grew up and did not fulfill his father's sincere expectations. He didn't like the eight-part essay, and he failed to pass the imperial examination multiple times. Later on, when there was no other choice, his doting father had to spend money to find someone to pull strings and sent Ye Zuwen to study English and French at the Beijing Tongwen Guan. Thanks to this connection, at the age of 26, Ye Zuwen also served as an English and French translator for Zhang Zhidong, the Governor-General of Hubei and Hunan. After Zhang's death, Ye Zuwen, who had no official title or achievements, started working as a comprador at the Yihe Yanghang firm. Six years ago, relying on his old connections in the Governor-General's office, Ye Zuwen opened up his own business, "Ye's Trade", in the Hankou British Concession, specializing in foreign trade for high-ranking officials, such as purchasing foreign goods and selling local products. The business was once very prosperous, and the Ye family gradually gained a reputation in the Hankou concession. However, after the outbreak of the Xinhai Revolution, the drawbacks of this official-merchant combination became immediately apparent, and many businesses were on the verge of collapse due to various reasons. Moreover, since most of Ye's Trade business was foreign-related, if transactions couldn't be completed, most of the prepaid funds would be lost. The once prosperous Ye family, which had been thriving for two generations, now found itself on the brink of bankruptcy, just like many other merchants.

  Facing such a situation, Ye Zuwen was naturally very anxious. These days he had been looking for ways to solve the problem but couldn't find any leads and was getting frustrated. Unexpectedly, his most beloved daughter secretly snuck out of the house despite his prohibition, almost causing big trouble if not for the three people present. Ye Zuwen had already prepared to scold his precious daughter in the study earlier, but since his benefactor was waiting in the front hall, he decided to go thank him first and reward him generously before coming back to settle accounts with the dead girl.

  As for the three people in front of him, Ye Zuowen, who thought he had seen and known a lot, couldn't help but be secretly shocked.

  These three people are quite interesting, with only one person sitting on the sofa, and it seems that these three people are obviously led by this person. So Ye Zuweng carefully looked at this stable person, although he was wearing a long shirt, knife eyebrows, single skin eyes, wide nose and mouth, goose egg face, but from this appearance, he seemed to be a lucky person. Especially the sharp air emanating from his eyebrows, it seems that he is not a small figure, but judging by his age, he looks like he's only in his early twenties. A person's temperament can be so mismatched with their age, which is really strange for Ye Zuweng, who claims to have met countless people.

  Standing behind him were two men, both wearing short-sleeved shirts. One of them was of medium build, with slightly protruding cheekbones, dull eyes, and a solemn expression. At first glance, he seemed harmless, but Ye Zuwen could sense that this man had a fierce aura emanating from within, definitely not an ordinary person.

  Another one was tall and sturdy, with a thick cotton jacket that couldn't wrap around the explosive energy inside his body. A fierce aura naturally emerged from him, impossible to conceal. Ye Zuowen, who had traveled extensively, knew at a glance that this man was a master of martial arts just by looking at the bulging veins on his thick neck, and his skills were definitely extraordinary.

  Ye Zuwen also particularly noticed that the two men's standing posture was very unusual, not at all like the usual bodyguards. This posture was very familiar to him, and he seemed to have seen it often when entering and leaving the Governor-General's mansion before. Yes, this was a unique military stance of the New Army, which ordinary gangs and old army troops did not have. Therefore, Ye Zuwen made a very accurate judgment that the three people in front of him were 90% likely to be soldiers, and they were from the New Army. However, with the gathering of large armies in Wuchang at this time, it was unclear whether these three men belonged to the Beiyang Six Divisions or the Hubei New Army.

  The current situation is chaotic, and the most valuable people are no longer the old masters in the government offices, but these armed soldiers. Ye Zuweng immediately adjusted his attitude, after sincerely thanking the three of them, he didn't choose to send them away immediately, instead, he sat down gently and chatted with them casually.

  "May I ask, what are the honorable surnames and names of the three benefactors?"

  "Haha, my surname is Wang and my name is Wen Zheng. Haha, this is my cousin Ma Cheng, and this is my sworn brother Zhao San." Wang Zhenyu directly reported the words as his name, after all, being in a foreign land, it's better to be cautious.

  Zhao Dongsheng still stood upright behind him, his chin slightly raised, and remained silent. This move made Wang Zhenyu, who was sitting in front of them, look very majestic. Wang Zhenyu had known this for a long time. When he went to Hankou to recruit student soldiers, he deliberately brought Zhao Dongsheng along. Why? It was to borrow the kid's imposing stature to help him intimidate others.

  Ye Zuwen heard the other party's name and naturally thought that this young man must be extraordinary. This name sounds like a pseudonym, probably because he has something important on him and his real name is not convenient to reveal.

  Ye Zuwen is also an old hand, he smiled and tactfully avoided pointing it out.

  "We are grateful to have met three kind-hearted people who helped our daughter. It's a fortunate encounter between the Ye family and these three benefactors. I, Ye, can only offer a humble gift as a token of appreciation. Please don't refuse it, and kindly accept this small gesture."