"Speak!" Ye Xiu nodded.
"First, help find my biological father. Second, make Qin Zhongwen divorce my mother," Qin Qing said.
"No problem!" Ye Xiu readily agreed. For him, sothing like this was laughably easy.
"I suddenly have an urge to drink. Shall we find a place to celebrate?" Qin Qing said with a smile, linking her arm with Ye Xiu’s.
"Sure!" Ye Xiu nodded.
He could see that learning the truth about her parentage hadn’t crushed Qin Qing. On the contrary, she seed completely liberated, having finally escaped the oppressive and distorted family dynamic that had suffocated her for over twenty years.
Not far away, a blonde, blue-eyed girl was taking selfies. Dressed casually in a baseball cap, she blended into the crowd, looking just like any other tourist. Although her back was to Ye Xiu and Qin Qing, she was using her phone’s front-facing cara, which gave her a clear view of them.
Ye Xiu, I’ve finally waited for you to return to Jin Ye City.
A radiant smile blood on the girl’s face, but her eyes surged with murderous intent.
She was none other than a Night Banquet bounty hunter... the Two of Hearts!
"Hello, beautiful. May I invite you to sleep with ?"
Just as the Two of Hearts was about to follow Ye Xiu and Qin Qing, a cold voice, tinged with an awkward shyness, sounded beside her. She turned her head to see a cold, expressionless young man standing to her left.
"Psycho!" the Two of Hearts scoffed. She pretended to admire the scenery as she continued to track Ye Xiu and Qin Qing.
I really am bad at picking up won, the cold young man mused to himself with a self-deprecating smile, before trailing after the Two of Hearts like a creepy stalker.
"Why are you following ?" the Two of Hearts demanded with disgust, turning around when she realized she was being tailed.
"1,000 bucks. You in?" the cold young man asked.
"You..." If it weren’t for the crowd, the Two of Hearts would have strangled this hooligan on the spot. She took a deep breath and said, "Sir, you’ve misunderstood. I’m not that kind of person."
With that, she resud her pursuit of Ye Xiu and Qin Qing.
"1,500!" the cold young man persisted, sticking close to her.
The Two of Hearts: "..."
"2,000!"
The Two of Hearts: "..."
"2,500. That’s my final offer. With your looks, 2,500 is already a generous price."
Is he calling ugly? The Two of Hearts was furious, but she didn’t argue. Instead, she gave up on her targets and walked toward a deserted area.
Soon, she stopped in a dark, empty corner. She turned and glared coldly at the young man who had followed her.
"Lust can be fatal. You’re very unlucky today. You shouldn’t have hit on ."
As she spoke, she launched a lightning-fast punch at the young man’s neck—a swift and fierce blow powerful enough to shatter bone.
However, the cold young man nonchalantly raised a hand, caught her fist, and squeezed.
"AARGH..." The Two of Hearts cried out in pain, her body convulsing. Terror seized her heart. I’m a Great Grandmaster! How could he defeat in a single move? Is he a War God?
"Who... Who are you?" the Two of Hearts asked in horror.
The cold young man thought for a mont. "A john."
With that, he swiftly jabbed a finger between her eyebrows. The Two of Hearts imdiately went limp and collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
The cold young man took out his phone and sent a text ssage: "Young Master, the Two of Hearts has been captured."
After sending the ssage, he hoisted her onto his shoulder and walked toward the parking lot with a blank expression.
He was Mo Luo.
「Guoyang City!」
Hundreds of Shen Family mbers stread out of the airport, looking like a large tour group. However, every single one of them wore an expression as if their fathers had just died.
"The person Ye Xiu sent to escort us is gone," Shen Wanqiu said, looking around. "Great-Grandfather, Grandfather, we’re penniless. How are we supposed to live now?"
The other mbers of the Shen Family looked on with despair.
"Based on Ye Xiu’s thods of revenge against the Ming Family’s enemies, he must have exiled us to Guoyang City to beco beggars. He wants us to experience what he went through ten years ago," Shen Shihao said through gritted teeth as he lay half-dead on a stretcher.
Beggars?
The Shen Family mbers broke down upon hearing this. They had been raised in luxury, never wanting for food or clothing, and always holding themselves above others. The sudden fall to the status of a family of beggars was too great a shock for them to accept.
"According to Ye Xiu, the Long Family is in Guoyang City. Dad, why don’t we seek their protection?" Shen Qilin asked.
"When the leader of the Tiansha Association was killed, the Long Family’s patriarch decisively kicked the Tiansha Association out of the Long Family Alliance. Now that our Shen Family has fallen so low, the Long Family will definitely not help us," Shen Songshan scoffed, hating the Long Family to his very core. If it weren’t for them, he would never have accepted the task of framing Ye Xiu, and the Shen Family would never have ended up in this state.
"Are we really going to have to beg in Guoyang City?" Shen Qilin asked, unwilling to accept their fate.
"I, Shen Songshan, was not born to be a beggar," Shen Songshan sneered. "Not only will we not have to beg, but our lives will be even better than before."
Oh?
All the Shen Family mbers turned to look at Shen Songshan.
"Dad, what brilliant plan do you have?" Shen Qilin asked excitedly.
"Your Martial Prowess and mine weren’t crippled, rely sealed by Ye Xiu. The Shen Family still has a few Martial Artists. Although they aren’t very strong, they can help us restore our Martial Prowess," Shen Songshan said with a sinister smile, his eyes narrowed. "Moreover, I possess the Shen Family’s ancestral Cultivation Technique, passed down through generations. As long as I’m willing to teach it to outsiders, the Martial Artists of Guoyang City, and even the entire Hexia Road, will flock to my banner."
The Shen Family mbers grew excited. According to Shen Songshan’s plan, the Shen Family was about to dominate the Ancient Martial Circle of Hubei Province.
Shen Qilin, however, couldn’t share their excitent. "Will Ye Xiu give us a chance to rise again?"
"We must do this in secret. So, for the ti being, we have to pretend to be beggars to throw Ye Xiu off," Shen Songshan said.
There was sothing he didn’t say. Since Ye Xiu knew the Long Family was in Guoyang City, he would co here sooner or later. I’ll secretly cultivate a group of fighters who surpass the War God rank. When Ye Xiu arrives, we’ll overwhelm him with our numbers.
「Early the next morning!」
A van, followed by two small trucks, arrived at Ye Xiu’s house in a grand procession. The mbers of the Qin Family climbed out of the vehicles.
"Stop right there!" Chloe strode over and asked coldly, "What are you doing here?"
"We’re here to see Ye Xiu, of course," Qin Fugui said, puffed up with an insufferable arrogance. "Where is Ye Xiu? Still in bed? Get him out here right now. I have business with him."
Chloe looked at Qin Fugui and the rest of the Qin Family as if they were already dead. Is this family sleepwalking? Otherwise, where did they get the nerve to be so belligerent? Because she was unsure of their true strength, she dared not say much. "Please wait a mont. I’ll go inform the Young Master."
"Hurry up! We don’t have all day to wait for him," Qin Fugui shouted impatiently. He then turned to his family mbers and declared triumphantly, "Go get the sacks from the trucks. After I’m done talking with Ye Xiu, you can start packing up all of his antiques and jewelry."
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