The Beautiful CEO's Super Soldier King-Chapter 998 [Introducing My Mom to You]

"What’s this, Brother Xiao Liu?"

Seeing Xiao Liu being all mysterious, Qin Yanran couldn’t help but ask, filled with curiosity.

"Take a look at this..."

Xiao Liu, delighted and excited, carefully presented a flying knife in front of Qin Yanran.

"What is this? A flying knife?"

Qin Yanran was utterly confused, wondering why Xiao Liu wanted her to see a flying knife.

"Huh? Why are there flies on the knife? So gross." She then noticed five flies skewered on the tip of the knife, and as a girl, her first reaction was that it was disgusting.

"Miss..." Xiao Liu winked at Qin Yanran.

"Hm?"

Qin Yanran furrowed her eyebrows but soon realized, her eyes nearly popping out, her mouth opened wide in shock, big enough to fit an egg.

"Could it be that this is?" Qin Yanran began to tremble as she spoke.

Xiao Liu nodded: "That’s right, this is the flying knife Young Master Ye threw. I just picked it up from a hundred meters away, and what I saw was incredible."

"What? A hundred meters away? Five flies?"

Qin Yanran was so astonished she almost shouted.

"Shh, miss, let’s keep this to ourselves. I sense Young Master Ye prefers to stay low-key." Xiao Liu reminded.

Indeed, Qin Yanran was about to explain this to everyone, but when she heard Xiao Liu’s reminder, she restrained herself.

...

"Leaf, Leaf, how did you do it?" Qin Yanran blinked her curious big eyes, chasing after Ye Chenfeng for an answer.

Ye Chenfeng had gotten used to Qin Yanran’s "Leaf" nickname for him, no longer feeling as cringed as he did initially.

"What?" Ye Chenfeng turned his head with some confusion, asking.

Qin Yanran, her face flushed with excitement and curiosity, asked eagerly, "How did you see five flies at a hundred meters away and manage to skewer them with a flying knife?"

In Qin Yanran’s eyes, this was utterly unbelievable, let alone for ordinary people — even those with some skills couldn’t see an animal a hundred meters away in the misty forest without modern tools, let alone flies.

Just now, Li Xiang had hit two birds a hundred meters away, which made everyone amazed at Li Xiang’s flying knife skills and wonder how he could see two birds at that distance, an impossible feat for ordinary people.

But now Ye Chenfeng skewered flies at the same distance, five at once.

Setting Ye Chenfeng’s skills aside, Qin Yanran just wanted to ask him how he saw the flies a hundred meters away.

But Ye Chenfeng shook his head, then pointed at his ears: "I didn’t see them; I heard them."

"Huh?"

Qin Yanran was again shocked, realizing it was by hearing.

It was a part of Ye Chenfeng’s training during his time as a sniper, using flies and mosquitoes to practice visual and auditory skills. Truly excellent snipers usually start from these fundamentals, allowing them to achieve deadly precision in battle, relying more on hearing than sight in many instances.

"How is that possible?"

Qin Yanran found it impossible to believe how he could hear flies a hundred meters away. But on the other hand, she had to trust Ye Chenfeng.

"Whatever, I just know I’m going to win today," Qin Yanran shouted excitedly.

Ye Chenfeng’s lip curled into a mischievous smile as he asked, "Little girl, if I help you win the competition, what’s in it for me?"

Qin Yanran thought for a moment and said, "Well, normally you guys pursue nothing more than money, power, or women, but I see you’re uninterested in money and power. So that leaves women. How about this, if we win today, I’ll introduce you to my mom."

"Poof!"

Ye Chenfeng was taken aback; introducing one’s mother was quite a novel offer these days.

Ye Chenfeng couldn’t help but question if he was falling behind the times.

"Your mom?" Ye Chenfeng asked, somewhat alarmed.

Qin Yanran nodded, "Yeah, my mom is the most beautiful woman in the Capital City, and she’s still single. I’ll introduce her to you, and whether you win her over is up to you."

"Alright, I’m curious to see what the Capital City’s number one beauty is like," Ye Chenfeng agreed with a smile.

In his understanding, more and more of these wealthy families have single moms living freely with their kids, fancying the lifestyle as "single."

"Alright, deal. You help me win the competition, and I’ll introduce you to my mom," Qin Yanran said earnestly, almost sealing it with a pinky swear.

"No problem."

Finally, it was two o’clock, and it was time for the competition to begin.

The competition rules were simple: in the four hours from two to six, whoever hunted the most prey would win based on scoring.

To add to the thrill, these playboys had set a rule: each family could send any number of participants, but there could be only one bodyguard or external aid, and Wen Shixin wouldn’t provide any protection personnel for the hunting competition. Therefore, each family member’s safety depended solely on that one aid or bodyguard.

"They’re really getting into it, even placing themselves in harm’s way," Ye Chenfeng marveled, recalling his rigorous jungle exercises during training.

That was no imitate-play; it was survival in harsh conditions, self-reliant.

If a situation arose, one might have to stay there indefinitely.

This resembled the playboys’ hunting competition, with no external security measures, relying on a single person for safety.

Ye Chenfeng thought these playboys would fear the imminent environment, but surprisingly, they were all too excited, eager to try.

At this time, Ye Chenfeng noticed more people arriving, and unlike the majority of playboys, these individuals carried a proud aura.

These must be from the Eight Great Families, right? Ye Chenfeng wanted Qin Yanran to introduce them, but there was no time; the competition was about to begin.

"Everyone, remember, don’t push too hard in the face of danger. Withdraw if you can. Always be safe," Wen Shixin advised.

They knew well that some playboys, eager to win, would venture deep into the forests hunting bigger game, increasing their risk.

"Alright, timing starts, and the game is on!"

As Wen Shixin’s words fell, the playboys participating in the hunting competition dashed out like a tidal wave, like a flood breaching a dam.