Ye Fan stepped into the Sky Net Headquarters, and along the way, the Hunting Team members guarding the perimeter all moved aside to open up a path.

The figures of the Great Elder, the Second Elder, and the other fifteen Elders were the first to appear before Ye Fan. Behind each Elder stood their personal bodyguards. Since this was the Sky Net Headquarters, once the strength of these guards was stacked together, it formed a formidable force, one that even Ye Fan did not dare underestimate.

This was also why Fire Phoenix and the Butcher couldn’t rest easy letting Ye Fan enter the Sky Net Headquarters alone.

Even if there were no other schemes or conspiracies, just being surrounded by these powerhouses was enough to put Ye Fan in a certain level of danger.

Sky Net had eighteen Elders. Excluding the dead Third Elder, Fourth Elder, and Thirteenth Elder, fifteen Elders remained.

When the Great Elder and the others saw Ye Fan appear, they all stood up one by one, their burning gazes shooting toward Ye Fan.

For a moment, no one spoke. All the Elders’ eyes were focused entirely on Ye Fan.

"So this is the Terminator, the Terminator who made our Sky Net suffer such heavy losses." The guards around them thought to themselves.

"Once upon a time, we domineeringly believed that to dominate the Underworld, we had to crush the Terminator beneath our hands. That way, we could prove Sky Net’s matchless might and power. Never thought that the plan in our ideal scenario didn’t play out. Instead, we were met with his fierce counterattack, which led to Sky Net’s current predicament. Truly, man proposes, heaven disposes." The Elders were thinking along these lines.

At this moment, Ye Fan’s figure and image were infinitely magnified in the hearts of the Great Elder and the others.

Knowing full well there are tigers on the mountain, yet insisting on heading for the tiger’s lair—this is the Terminator.

Arrogant and unrestrained, lawless, dominating everything.

Because Ye Fan dared to come, a rare hint of admiration surfaced in everyone’s hearts.

Ye Fan’s action was worthy of their respect; this had nothing to do with them being enemies.

This was the kind of courtesy they ought to show the Terminator.

Even though deep down, they were eagerly hoping Ye Fan would follow the trajectory they had laid out in their plan.

But when this scene truly unfolded, they were sincerely impressed.

"Terminator, you still came in the end. To be honest, we were afraid you wouldn’t come, and we were afraid you would. It’s a really complicated and contradictory feeling." The Great Elder spoke bitterly.

They feared Ye Fan wouldn’t come because they were worried Song Meimei’s value wouldn’t be realized. In that case, if Ye Fan, Fire Phoenix, the Butcher and the others mounted a direct charge, the Sky Net Headquarters could only be reduced to ruins.

They feared Ye Fan coming as well, and that was just as real. If he came, they feared they wouldn’t be able to handle him. Their cowardice would be laid bare in front of Ye Fan. In order to deal with Ye Fan, they hadn’t hesitated to use every possible means, yet they were afraid that in the end, this killing game would fall apart.

"I’m here. Whatever ’Dao’ you’ve laid out, draw it all out." Ye Fan glanced at the Elders and said calmly, "I’m quite curious what tricks you still think you can pull at this stage."

"You know you really look like you’re begging to get punched, acting all arrogant and cocky like that?" the Second Elder muttered in his heart. In truth, he knew Ye Fan wasn’t being arrogant and reckless; this was what it looked like when someone had overwhelming strength and unshakable confidence to back it up.

"If possible, we really wouldn’t want to have gone this far with you." The Fourteenth Elder sighed with emotion.

"Do you know what ’reaping what you sow’ means?" Ye Fan sneered. "You’re the ones who kept making moves against me, forcing me to this point. Now you regret it—isn’t it a bit late for that? Before, you prided yourselves on being above others, thinking you could control everything, stir up the winds and clouds, and be the only ones who mattered. Now you regret your own actions; it’s simply a joke."

"I admit it—we were arrogant and ignorant, and that’s what led to this outcome. We brought this on ourselves. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have been foolish enough to provoke you. In fact, you should have been the last person in the world we messed with. We actually foresaw that. Unfortunately, Sky Net’s rise made us overly swollen with pride. We looked at everything and everyone with utter contempt. That led to a wrong judgment, so we provoked you without counting the cost. If we had the chance to choose again, we would definitely steer clear of you and wouldn’t dare show even a hint of hostility in front of you." The Eighth Elder spoke with absolute sincerity and seriousness.

"What’s the use of saying all that now?" Ye Fan smiled dismissively and said, "Things are where they are. Let’s see who gets the last laugh."

"Exactly. This blood feud can’t possibly be resolved. Only when one side is dead will it end." The Great Elder gave a carefree smile. "If you had attacked us together with Fire Phoenix and the Butcher, you could have wiped us out in the shortest time. But you actually chose to come here alone—that means you’re taking a risk. I’m sure you’ve guessed the price. That’s right: even if we die, we’ll stop at nothing to kill you and eliminate you, the mastermind behind it all. Only then could we die with no regrets. Otherwise, we really would die with our eyes open."

"I’ve given you the chance. Let’s see if you have what it takes." Ye Fan didn’t care. Then, curious, he asked, "There’s something I don’t understand. How could you be stupid enough to think of using Song Meimei to play this game with me? And how did Song Meimei end up here?"

"When we thought about threatening you, we came up with several plans to get rid of you. Song Meimei was one of them. We found out that Song Meimei has deep, unrequited feelings for you, while you have no personal romantic feelings for her. So we wanted to gamble and see if Song Meimei could make you do something irrational. We couldn’t touch your family, so we could only try to start from your friends." The Second Elder chuckled softly. "Facts have proven that our guess was viable. If you ignored Song Meimei’s life and death, you would feel uneasy. To secure some peace of mind, you’d willingly step into danger. That’s exactly the result we wanted to see. Only this way can we strike at you most effectively."

"You imagine someone else as a good person, then do dirty things to threaten that good person—that’s the kind of thing you people are capable of. Truly, you’ll stoop to anything." Ye Fan gave a cold smile and said calmly, "Since I’m already here, where is Song Meimei?"

"Bring her out." The Great Elder gave an order to the side.

At this point, they naturally had to release Song Meimei. They still needed to use her to drive Ye Fan into a corner. Such a perfect hidden blade and an absolute burden—only by putting her at Ye Fan’s side could she be used to the fullest.

Only then could the Great Elder and the others push Ye Fan into utter desperation.

Very soon, Song Meimei was escorted out by several people.

Her face was deathly pale, her expression exhausted, with not a trace of color left in her.