After the divorce, the CEO's ex-wife asked for forgiveness

"Don't be rude. Mr. Ye is my benefactor. If you dare to speak to him like this again, I will not forgive you." Ye Xinyi glared and scolded.

Lu Kui curled his lips, looking dissatisfied.

At such an important moment, even a second of delay may result in missing the opportunity.

Ye Xinyi smiled and said politely, "Mr. Ye, it's getting late. If you're willing to help me, please follow me. If you're trying to persuade me to stop fighting, that's impossible."

After saying this, he ordered the troops to go out.

Ye Feng stopped him and said, "Are you going to watch so many soldiers die just for your own selfish desires?"

"You have to know that the Far East Army is also the people of Daxia, and they are also the pillars of the family."

"They also have wives, children, and mothers waiting for them to return home. Don't you think it's cruel to let so many people of Daxia kill each other?"

"I only need one hour. If I still fail after one hour, it won't be too late for you to send troops again. Please believe me."

Ye Xinyi paused.

Looking at Ye Feng's sincere eyes, she seemed to remember the scene when he cured her grandfather. At that time, the Ye family did not believe him, but he still created a miracle.

"But!" Ye Xinyi knew it was impossible, but she couldn't bear to refuse Ye Feng.

At this time, Lu Kui said angrily: "Marshal, we can't delay any longer. As soon as the news of Xu Huan's death gets back, Ye Wentian will definitely be the first to send troops. Then we will have no chance."

"Mr. Ye, forgive me..."

Before Ye Xinyi could finish her words, Ye Feng interrupted her and said, "Okay, if you still don't trust me, then I'll make a bet. If I can't take Ye Wentian's head within an hour, I'll take off my own head."

When these words came out, Jiang Zifeng and his brother became worried for him.

Jiang Xinran persuaded, "Mr. Ye, there is no joking in the army. This is a military order."

"That's right, I am going to issue a military order. Either Ye Wentian dies or I die. Do you dare?" Ye Feng was extremely determined.

This made Ye Xinyi very embarrassed.

Seeing this, Chen Shengdao whispered in Ye Xinyi's ear, "Marshal, this kind of arrogant person has no idea what he's up to. Let's just ignore him."

To them, asking for the head of an unknown boy means nothing.

Ye Xinyi pondered for a moment, and when she looked at Ye Feng again, she still saw those extremely determined eyes.

Whether she was saving her grandfather or her uncle, she had the same look in her eyes.

At that time, in order to treat her uncle's illness, Ye Feng also made a bold statement that he would sacrifice his own life if the illness could not be cured.

In the end, he succeeded.

Unfortunately, his uncle went back on his word and did not agree to Ye Feng's request.

"Okay, I'll give you an hour."

When these words were spoken, the deputy generals were extremely angry.

Chen Sheng said angrily, "Commander, we must not delay the opportunity!"

"Yes, Commander. We cannot leave the fate of a hundred thousand troops in the hands of an unknown person!"

"..."

Each deputy general expressed dissatisfaction.

Ye Xinyi waved her hand and said sternly, "I have made up my mind. No need to say more."

After saying that, he bowed fiercely to Ye Feng and said, "Sir, please come to the battle!"

"it is good!"

Ye Feng pointed at the big knife behind a deputy general and said, "I want to borrow your knife. Is that okay?"

"Haha, do you know how heavy my knife is? Can you lift it?" The deputy general was a burly man with a broad back and strong muscles.

The big knife behind him was a full meter and a half long. It was not only thick and long, but also had no blade.

It is a powerful weapon suitable only for strong and powerful generals.

This is the kind of weapon Ye Feng wanted. "Isn't it just a knife? What's so hard to hold?"

The words fell.

call out!

Ye Feng simply raised his hand, and the blunt knife flew up from behind the deputy general on its own, making a buzzing sound.

Everyone was ashamed when they saw this!

Flying with a sword?

Isn't this the legendary ability that only immortal cultivators possess? They actually saw it with their own eyes.

Just as they were filled with astonishment, Ye Feng shouted, "Bring the knife!"

The knife moves with the sound.

When Ye Feng blurted out the words, the big knife seemed to have consciousness. It vibrated a few times and flew in front of Ye Feng.

Ye Feng grabbed it in his hand and said, "Can you lend it to me now?"

"this!"

After seeing this extraordinary ability, the deputy general could no longer object, "Since you want it, why not give it to you?"

"Thank you very much."

Ye Feng weighed it and found it was about three hundred pounds, which was very comfortable to hold.

Jiang Xinran was very worried. "Mr. Ye, forget it. If anything happens to you, how are we going to explain it to my father?"

Ye Feng said in a deep voice: "If we fail, do you think you can still see your father?"

Just one sentence stopped Jiang Xinran from speaking.

However, she was really worried about Ye Feng's safety, so she took out a repaired bracelet and gave it to him, "Mr. Ye, this bracelet was given to me by a friend. It saved my life every time I was in trouble. Wear it, and it will definitely protect you."

Ye Feng took a look and found that it was the bracelet that Jiang Xinran had repaired in the jade shop last time. It was also the gift Ye Feng gave her when they were children.

Ye Feng was about to refuse when Jiang Zifeng interrupted him, "Sir, you're going to fight. It's so inconvenient to carry this thing with you."

Ye Feng also smiled and said, "Yes, you should bring it yourself."

After saying that, he turned to look at Ye Xinyi, "Marshal Ye, wait for my news."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the northeast.

Ye Xinyi wanted to persuade him, but she swallowed it back in the end, and only said, "Mr. Ye must return safely."

Ye Feng waved his sword in response without even turning his head.

Then, he walked out sternly.

"Sister Xinyi, we are leaving too. Goodbye."

"Goodbye, Sister Xinyi!"

Jiang Xinran and her brother said goodbye to Ye Xinyi and then caught up with Ye Feng.

Seeing this, the deputy generals didn't know what to say.

Since their coach has already promised, they have no choice but to send troops in an hour.

"This man's martial arts skills are really amazing. I hope he can really kill Ye Wentian. As long as Ye Wentian dies, the Far East Army will be in chaos without its commander, and we will have a better chance of winning." Chen Sheng looked at Ye Feng's departing back and said hopefully.

"How can it be!"

A deputy general said, "What's the point of having great martial arts skills? Wars rely on manpower and weapons and equipment. He's just one man with a sword. What's the point of him other than wasting our time?"

His tone was full of resentment.

The other deputy generals also shook their heads helplessly, expressing their disappointment that such a good opportunity to fight was delayed.

Ye Xinyi gazed at the receding figure, muttering, "Can you create a miracle for me this time?"

For some reason, she felt more and more close to Ye Feng.

Watching Ye Feng's back as he walked away alone, she was terrified. She was afraid that something might happen to him, and that she would never see him again, just like she was afraid that her loved ones would leave her forever.