For Ye Congjun, the number of youngsters who could face him calmly was as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns. How could those following Ye Jizu possibly hold their composure?
The rat-eyed middle-aged man immediately dropped to his knees, wailing, "Elder Ye, Ancestor Ye, this has nothing to do with me! I'm just a middleman! From beginning to end, I had no idea about any of the details! I… I… I really don't even know who the client is. I was only responsible for connecting them and collecting a commission. I never asked about anything else!"
Indeed, if he had known this assassination involved the Ye Family and Qin Fan, he wouldn't have had the nerve to act as the middleman, not even if he had a hundred times the courage. He never expected someone would be crazy enough to hire an assassin to go after Qin Fan, let alone get the Ye Family involved.
