Bafang City.
The Ya Family.
"Mr. Ya, regarding the matter from last ti, have you considered?" Ge Wuning asked with a forced smile.
He was very confident about the conditions he offered.
The conditions were extrely tempting to a Martial Artist in the Bone Marrow Cultivation realm, especially one who had comprehended the concept of 'force'.
If he himself were not just a Qi Blood Realm Martial Artist, with no hope of ever advancing to the Bone Marrow Cultivation realm in his lifeti, he would also be eager to take part.
"Alright, I agree to this!"
Ya Jun said blandly.
He felt no guilt or unease for betraying his friends.
In this world, everything cos at a price, and possessing the reputation of a gentleman was rely to gain more benefits in certain aspects.
As long as the price paid by the other party was sufficient, what value did friends really have?
"Haha, let toast to Mr. Ya in advance, hoping that a month from now, you'll successfully comprehend the 'intent' and beco a Transforming Force Powerhouse!"
Ge Wuning laughed heartily.
"Hmph~"
"In the future, refrain from coming to my mansion often. If people find out, it will affect my reputation."
"Moreover, Liang Song is extrely cautious, so you better not be discovered by him."
Ya Jun said coldly.
He disliked the ways of the Senluo Temple; if not for the opportunity they promised to advance to the Transforming Force Realm, he would have thrown out these three people long ago.
"Mr. Ya is right."
"We will leave now, and once Mr. Ya captures Liang Song, just send soone to notify our base at the Senluo Temple in Bafang City."
Facing Ya Jun's bad temper, Ge Wuning wasn't the least bit offended and continued to smile.
"Five days."
"I will capture Liang Song within five days. Don't make any hasty moves and alert him, or if he escapes, it'll be your responsibility."
Ya Jun said indifferently.
He has already sent a formal invitation to Liang Song.
Even though Liang Song is elusive and cautious, Ya Jun is confident that their years of friendship will lure Liang Song out.
"Good, then we'll wait for Mr. Ya's good news. Let's head out through the back door now," Ge Wuning added.
They didn't linger long, avoiding imposing on him.
The cooperation with Ya Jun was achieved, and their goal fulfilled.
With Ya Jun's help, Liang Song won't be able to jump around much longer.
"I've let you live for over ten years, but so what? In the end, you'll still fall into my grasp!"
Ge Wuning sneered, recalling past events.
Recently, he deliberately sent soone to investigate other cities and discovered that the ones who acted back in the day have mysteriously died.
Not only them, but even their wives, children, and families have perished.
Clearly, all of this is Liang Song's doing.
Fortunately, Liang Song was exposed after his failed sneak attack on Ge Bing, providing them with an opportunity.
Otherwise, if he continued hiding in the shadows waiting to assassinate, even if Ge Wuning himself could escape unscathed, his own wife, children, grandchildren, and so on wouldn't stand a chance.
"Ge Bing, before we capture Liang Song, don't roam around."
"Try to stay at the base, and if you must go out, do so with either or your Mr. Wo," Ge Wuning said sternly.
"Yes, father, I understand."
Ge Bing nodded.
He realized the seriousness of the matter. If not for accompanying Yongkang and Wo Yang last ti, he would have been dead.
Ya Jun watched as Ge Wuning and his group departed, his expression inexplicable.
"Don't bla . If I miss this chance, I'll never hope to advance to the Transforming Force Realm in my lifeti."
"Your entire family has been dead for over a decade; sending you to reunite with them sooner spares you from living in such misery."
"As for your vengeance, once I advance to Transforming Force, I'll use you to present the heads of Ge Wuning and his family at your grave as an offering."
Ya Jun murmured.
His invitation has been sent out, and four days hence will be his great-grandson's full month celebration, perfect timing to invite Liang Song to the feast.
Though Liang Song is currently out of contact, he left a ans of reaching him before he left recently.
Back then, Ya Jun had already extended the invitation for him to revisit during the great-grandson's full month celebration.
"Ah Fu, deliver this invitation to Xingluan Street, Yangliu Alley..."
Summoning a servant, Ya Jun handed over the prepared invitation.
"Yes, Master!"
...
...
"So they left through the back door; no wonder I've been waiting for them to co out. Almost let you all escape."
Lin Zheyu stood outside the Ya Mansion, his expression shifted, and then he disappeared.
Ge Wuning and company, after leaving the Ya Mansion, headed out to have fun on Xingluan Street.
Lin Zheyu trailed them for three days without any gains.
"Aren't they leaving Bafang City?"
Lin Zheyu mused helplessly.
He followed Ge Wuning and company for three days without finding a good chance to act.
Ge Wuning and his companions had been staying in Bafang City, and once entered the Senluo Temple base, they did not co out.
Lin Zheyu wanted to make a move, but hadn't found the right opportunity.
Xingluan Street.
Yangliu Alley.
Here the old houses have not been inhabited for a long ti.
Liang Song wandered around nearby, confirming no issues before lightly leaping into a rundown house.
Inside the house, there were nurous envelopes, all slipped through the door slit.
Most of these envelopes were written in encrypted characters, with only a few exceptions.
"Old Ya's great-grandson has turned one month..."
Liang Song flipped open the invitation, feeling sentintal.
He reminisced about the good life he once had, but now it has all changed, leaving him a lonely man.
"I'll go take a look tomorrow. I have to give Old Ya so face."
Liang Song tucked the invitation away and kept the remaining envelopes on his person.
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