Starting as a War God: Global Goddesses Blocking my Door

Ye Fan's words were firm and impactful, causing a warm current to rise in Zhuang Jingwen's heart. She opened her eyes wide and looked at Ye Fan, her expression moved.

Is this what it feels like to be protected? It's really been a long time since she experienced this.

Ever since her parents died ten years ago, she had lived in loneliness. All these years, she was on her own, without even one friend she could confide in.

Because of the turmoil back then, she was like a rat crossing the street, with everyone against her. She didn't know how many nights she curled up in a corner, looking dispirited, sad, and tearful.

Gazing at Zhuang Jingwen, Ye Fan said with gravity, "Sister Jingwen, as long as I am here, I will ensure you a lifetime of peace. I will take care of the people from the Gray Zone!"

He deeply understood that Zhuang Jingwen had lived every day of these years in constant fear, worried that someone would recognize her and deliver a devastating blow.

To end this situation, it was necessary to expose the traitor from back then, convene the leaders of the Gray Zone, and clear up the misunderstandings; otherwise, Zhuang Jingwen would never have peace.

"Why do you want to help me?" Zhuang Jingwen's eyes misted over.

Ye Fan answered seriously, "Because we are friends!"

"Friends?" Zhuang Jingwen was stunned.

Ye Fan said with feeling, "Yes, although we haven't interacted much privately over the years, Sister Jingwen is the only one who hasn't looked down on me. So, I've always considered Sister Jingwen a friend in my heart!"

"Sister Jingwen must have heard that my family's Ruoxue is from the Central Plains Su Family. In the six years, except for Ruoxue's immediate family who held no prejudices against me, all those Su Family members have seen me as a joke. Even the neighbors mocked me, but only Sister Jingwen was unbiased and took extra care of me!"

"When I first came for the interview, it was agreed that the monthly salary would be fixed at three thousand. Since the working hours were not long, I stayed on. But I never expected that Sister Jingwen would give more each time she paid the salary, at least a thousand more, and sometimes over two thousand more. Although it wasn't a lot of money, it was already a lot for me at that time!"

These were all true words from Ye Fan's heart. Honestly, Zhuang Jingwen had taken great care of him over the years, and he was truly grateful to her.

If his memory hadn't recovered, he would still be that insignificant character, and getting an extra one or two thousand yuan a month to help out at home would have made him very happy.

Hearing all this, Zhuang Jingwen fell silent. She had not expected her simple acts to have made such a significant impact on Ye Fan.

Her initial purpose in setting up this barbecue stall was to divert her attention. She didn't want to live every day in painful memories, and she certainly did not expect Ye Fan to actually consider her a friend.

"All that was what you deserved!" Zhuang Jingwen spoke calmly after a few seconds of silence.

Ye Fan smiled, "Bosses as generous as Sister Jingwen are rare. But don't worry, all the extra money you gave me over the years can be considered my commission. I promise that after tomorrow night, no one in the Central Plains will dare to trouble Sister Jingwen!"

"Really?" Zhuang Jingwen was moved.

She had lived in too much pain over these ten years, barely venturing outside during the day to avoid unnecessary trouble. It was a very uncomfortable feeling.

Ye Fan's words gave her hope, and naturally, she wanted to appear upright and unafraid in the eyes of everyone.

Ye Fan nodded, "Sister Jingwen, at this point, don't you trust me?"

"You're not going to uproot these forces, are you?"

Zhuang Jingwen had already seen Ye Fan's terrifying methods, and her first thought was that Ye Fan would eradicate these powers for her sake.

"Not to that extent!"

Ye Fan smiled, "Of course, I can't promise there won't be bloodshed if it becomes necessary, but I'll try to avoid it!"

"Okay!" When she heard this, Zhuang Jingwen breathed a sigh of relief.

"I need to step out for a bit!"

Ye Fan poured another warm cup of water for Zhuang Jingwen before he turned and left.

Once he exited the villa, Ye Fan immediately contacted Xiang Tianba: "You still have contact with the old subordinates of Sister Jingwen's father, right?"

"Basically, yes. Master Ye, what's up?" Xiang Tianba replied respectfully.

Ye Fan spoke gravely, "Gather these people for me. Tomorrow night at eight, the location will be your place. Spread the word—if anyone dares not to show up, they're dead!"

"What? Convene those people? Master Ye, this isn't a joke. If these people come, they will likely bring a group with them. The people from the East Suburb won't be able to deter them!" Xiang Tianba quickly said.

Ye Fan smiled, "With me here, what are you afraid of?"

"Yes, Master Ye. I was overthinking it. I'll handle it right away!" Xiang Tianba said with reverence.

After making arrangements with Xiang Tianba, Ye Fan found Lin Wu's number and dialed it. "Lin Wu, investigate the upheaval in the Gray Zone of the Central Plains ten years ago for me. Nearly the whole zone was wiped out then, and there was said to be a traitor. Find this person for me!"

"God Ye, I will get back to you as soon as possible!" Lin Wu said solemnly.

Ye Fan nodded and replied, "Mm, I'll wait for your news!"

"By the way, God Ye, the Marshal's ceremony will be held in the Central Plains War Zone in ten days' time. I hope God Ye can come to watch!" Lin Wu paused before adding.

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan responded the same as he did last time, "I'll go if I'm free!"

This time, Ye Fan had made up his mind; he would spare no expense to investigate the events of the past and grant justice to Zhuang Jingwen and her daughter.

After leaving the villa compound, Ye Fan hailed a taxi to Yaozhen Pavilion.

"Oh, isn't this Mr. Ye? What a rare guest, truly a rare guest!"

Upon seeing Ye Fan's arrival, Boss Kong Xuan of Yaozhen Pavilion came forward dressed in a seductive cheongsam with a graceful demeanor.

Ye Fan had met with Kong Xuan a few times before. The last time, the tonics that Little Ling'er had taken were obtained from her: "Boss Kong, no need for small talk, give me another batch of the medicinal materials like last time!"

"Another batch? Mr. Ye, are you trying to save someone?" Kong Xuan asked in surprise.

Ye Fan didn't conceal it: "You could say that, saving a friend of mine!"

"Okay, I understand!" she replied.

Soon after, Kong Xuan handed Ye Fan a tote bag, saying, "Inside are tonics like Hundred-Year Wild Ginseng and others. The items you requested are in high demand. I will complete the rest of the order by noon tomorrow, and we can settle the payment when you return."

"Thank you for the trouble, Boss Kong!" Ye Fan said politely.

After obtaining the medicinal materials, Ye Fan rushed back to Tianhu Mountain Villa and began to decoct a batch of qi and blood replenishing herbs.

Half an hour later, Ye Fan brought the medicinal soup to Zhuang Jingwen: "Sister Jingwen, drink this, it helps replenish qi and blood."

The rich fragrance of the medicine instantly filled the master bedroom. Zhuang Jingwen was no ordinary person; she could tell at a sniff that the soup Ye Fan had concocted was no simple remedy.

"Why are you being so good to me?" Zhuang Jingwen stared at Ye Fan intently.

Ye Fan was taken aback, "Didn't I tell you? Sister Jingwen, we're friends!"

"Really just friends?"

Zhuang Jingwen's gaze held deeper meaning as she looked at Ye Fan: "Your martial arts are so advanced, you must be at least a Martial Arts Grandmaster. Moreover, if I am not mistaken, your medical skills are peerless. For someone like you, who excels in both medicine and martial arts, gaining fame and wealth would be easy. So why stay at my barbecue stand for six years?"

After Ye Fan had left earlier, she gave it careful thought and the more she pondered, the more complicated it seemed.

"It's a long story!" Ye Fan said with a look of emotion.

Six years ago, after the battle on the frontier that left the Six Nations in awe, he unexpectedly was ambushed by countless experts from those nations on his way back. If it were not for Su Ruoxue, he would have died six years ago.

Because of that terrifying assassination, even though he had killed all the assassins, he sustained severe head injuries and lost his memory. If it weren't for the Jiang Family's plot against his daughter and Lin Wu's reminder, he would probably still be the insignificant character he was at first.

Zhuang Jingwen did not press further; instead, she looked at Ye Fan with a puzzled expression, "How old are you today?"

"Twenty-five!" Ye Fan answered directly.

Zhuang Jingwen tried to make light of her difficulties, "Coincidentally, I'm twenty-eight this year, three years older than you. You're not getting close to me in hopes of grabbing onto a golden brick, are you?"

"Grabbing onto a golden brick?" Ye Fan was confused upon hearing this.

What does grabbing onto a golden brick mean?

A woman three years older being a golden brick?

Realizing that Zhuang Jingwen had misunderstood, Ye Fan quickly waved his hands, "Sister Jingwen, don't overthink it. It's really not what you think. Anyway, it's getting late. Have a good rest. I'll be heading back!"

Pfft!

Watching Ye Fan's flustered demeanor, Zhuang Jingwen couldn't help but laugh out loud. Her smile was as lovely as a hundred flowers blossoming.

Seeing that Ye Fan was about to leave, a blush crept over Zhuang Jingwen's face; gathering her courage, she murmured like a mosquito's buzz:

"Ye Fan, can you… can you not leave tonight? I... I want you to stay and keep me company!"