The nights in Cang City were still so beautiful and intoxicating. This ancient city that had been standing south of the House of Ares for god knows how many years still continued to exude its charming yet desolate atmosphere.
Ever since a man named Night Emperor walked into this ancient city and built the Ye Family Castle thousands of years ago, this ancient city had been firmly imprinted with the traces of the Ye Family. Cang City belonged to the Ye Family, and the Ye Family belonged to Cang City.
Xue Wuhen was bored to death as he casually walked on the 13th Street. Old Shi and Old Mo followed him closely. The nights in Cang City were indeed beautiful, and the girls on the 13th Street were more passionate than the brothels in the Floating Snow City. However, he was still a little bored and helpless.
He had been living in Cang City for more than two months. There seemed to be rumors in his family that they were dissatisfied and worried that he had gone to the 13th Street when he went out for training. There seemed to be some unfavorable rumors about him in the Ye Family Castle, such as that he was lecherous and was a playboy.
However, only Elder Shi and Elder Mo beside him knew — — Young Master really had no choice. If he didn't find something to do, if he didn't put on an act, if he continued to stay in the Ye Clan Castle and Cang City, people would become even more suspicious. Therefore, in the past month, the three of them seemed to have visited every brothel on the 13th Street. They could even recite the names of the red cards in each brothel.
"Is there still no news from Man City?"
Xue Wuhen looked at the entrance of the brothel. The girls kept throwing flirtatious glances at him. Their snow-white breasts shook from time to time. They smiled, nodded, and waved the folding fan in their hands.
Hearing his master's question, Old Mo, who was beside him, took a step forward and replied respectfully, "Not yet, but I think it should be soon."
"A few useless things." Xue Wuhen cursed in a low voice and went into a brothel.
The brothel was called Hundred Flowers Brothel. It was located in the middle of Cang City's Thirteenth Street. The brothel's madam was called Sister Feng. Although Sister Feng was old enough to be the mother of several children, she still looked like she was in her twenties. Her pair of phoenix-like eyes were very alluring.
However, not only were her phoenix eyes beautiful, they were also very good at reading people. At this moment, she was swaying as she walked down the stairs. From afar, she saw Xue Wuhen and the others who had just entered the door. Her pair of phoenix-like eyes suddenly lit up. She opened her mouth and spoke in a voice that was even more pleasant to the ears than that of an oriole, "Oh, I've heard the chirping of magpies since early this morning. I didn't know what good things were going to happen. Now that I've seen Young Master Xue, I finally understand."
"You're too polite, Mother Feng." Xue Wuhen nodded his head lightly and didn't take it to heart. This kind of flattery was quite comfortable at first, but it was a little boring to hear it every day.
"Same old rules?" Sister Feng smiled sweetly.
Xue Wuhen nodded his head lightly. He walked straight up the stairs and entered a room that was exclusive to him. This room was not like the other rooms, which had a pink bed and a special sandalwood incense. Instead, it was clean and simple. There were a few sandalwood tables and chairs and a few landscape paintings. It was as if he had entered a study instead of a brothel.
"Greetings, Young Master."
The side door of the room suddenly opened. Mother Feng's phoenix-like eyes shone brightly. She bowed with a solemn expression and didn't look like a prostitute at all.
"How's the preparation going?" Xue Wuhen nodded his head lightly and picked up a cup of tea.
Mother Feng hurriedly bowed and said respectfully, "Young Master, I'm preparing to take action in five days. I've already made the necessary arrangements. Unless the three old guys from the Ye Family make a move, this mission will definitely be completed."
"It's not that serious. I'll make arrangements for the Ye Family. I want you to guarantee that before that girl is sent to the Drifting Snow City, she must not die. If she dies, you won't be able to live. " Xue Wuhen felt a little helpless. Since the front, the side, and the back were not going to work, he could only take the risk. He had to get that girl.
Knock, knock, knock.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Xue Wuhen was a little angry. He turned his head and looked at Sister Feng next to him with a hint of blame in his eyes. Sister Feng hurriedly bowed and apologized. She opened the door, and then a low voice came from outside.
Squeak!
The door was pushed open again, and Sister Feng walked in with a serious expression. She said, "It seems that we have to take action earlier this time. It's best if we do it tonight."
"What's going on?" Xue Wuhen raised his eyebrows. He had a bad feeling.
"Xue Yi and the others are dead. Ye Qinghan killed them alone. Moreover, Ye Qinghan is rushing back to Cang City now. He might be back tomorrow morning. So, if you insist on this mission, you must take action immediately." Sister Feng suppressed the shock in her heart and tried her best to speak calmly.
Clang!
The teacup in her hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces. Xue Wuhen opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything. Old Mo and Old Shi stared blankly at the tea leaves scattered on the ground. They silently digested the deep meaning of the message.
"Call the person who delivered the message in."
After a long time, Xue Wuhen suddenly spoke with a cold voice.
Niu Jin and two intelligence agents were called in. Looking at the handsome but calm young man sitting at the head of the table, they hurriedly bowed to him. Then, he narrated everything that he had seen, heard, and thought without missing a single detail. He did not add any embellishments or omit any details. He knew that one wrong sentence could mean the death of a life. He knew that the young man had the right and the ability to do so.
"Alright, you three can leave now. Sister Feng, make arrangements for them and have fun for two days." Since Niu Jin and the other two came in, Xue Wuhen had calmed down. Although there was a huge wave in his heart, he could only suppress it. In front of the servants, he needed to be calm, and he had to be calm.
"Take action tonight."
After thinking for a long time, he resolutely stood up and said these four words. Then, he pushed the door open and left in a hurry.
…
Ye Family Castle, West Courtyard, Garden of Enchantment.
As the young master of the Ye Family, Ye Qingkuang didn't waste his youth and semen on the 13th Street like ordinary young masters. He didn't act like other rich playboys in Cang City, showing off the wealth and power of his family and parents on certain occasions. Instead, he sat quietly in his courtyard, closed his eyes, and worked hard to cultivate his Battle Qi.
Many people didn't understand. They didn't know that Ye Qingkuang spent more time cultivating than resting and playing. Only Ye Qingkuang himself knew. Why did he work so hard? Why did he work so hard?
Because he was Ye Qingkuang, the young master of the Ye Family, and the first heir of the family. If he didn't work hard, maybe he wouldn't be the young master or the first heir in a few years. Because he was Ye Qingkuang, he needed to be arrogant, and he needed the capital to be arrogant. Therefore, he had to work hard and put his life on the line.
Many years ago, he knew that his father, the castellan of Cang City, had great power and influence, but he wasn't happy. He knew that his father had been suppressed by a name all his life. When the owner of that name was alive, his father couldn't even lift his head. However, after so many years, that person was still suppressing his father like a mountain, and he couldn't surpass him. At least, he couldn't surpass him yet. That person died, his grandfather retired, and his father took over. However, many people felt that it was a bit forced and awkward for his father to sit in that position.
Therefore, he had to work hard on cultivating, so that his father's position would be more stable and comfortable. And he, Ye Qingkuang, would surpass that person one day. He would cover all the halos of the Ye Family, and smash the mountain that had been suppressing his father with one punch. He would make his name shake the House of Ares, and even the Fire Dragon Continent.
Xue Wuhen didn't know what kind of ambition and goal Ye Qingkuang had. He only knew that he had to see him tonight, and persuade him to cooperate with him. Therefore, he left the Thirteenth Street, and hurried to the Enchanted Garden.
"Young Master Xue, why are you in such a hurry?"
Ye Qingkuang tidied his hair, and asked his servants to prepare tea.
"I want to talk to you about something," Xue Wuhen looked a bit anxious. He stopped Ye Qingkuang and said softly.
"Oh? That's good! "Ye Qingkuang hurriedly signaled his servants to leave, and smiled sweetly. Last time, Xue Wuhen talked to him like this, and he got ten bottles of Snow Panacea. Although he didn't complete the task, Xue Wuhen was generous and didn't ask him for it. Therefore, when he saw Xue Wuhen's expression, he felt that something good was going to happen to him. He couldn't help but say excitedly, "You said that Young Master Xue's business is my business, and I will do whatever I can."
"Here are ten bottles of high-grade Snow Panacea, the same grade as last time." Xue Wuhen didn't say anything. He took out ten white jade bottles, and put them on the table.
"How can I accept this? I haven't finished the task last time." Ye Qingkuang smiled embarrassedly, but he didn't want to hide the fire in his eyes. This was good stuff. Last time, he gave four bottles to Ye Rong, and it hurt him for many days.
After all, after a martial artist entered the General Realm, he needed to accumulate a large amount of Battle Aura before he could enter a higher realm. How did he get his Battle Aura? It required diligent cultivation and a large amount of medicinal pills. Although the Ye Family had medicinal pills, they weren't as good as the Xue Family's Snow Panacea. Moreover, he wasn't like Xue Wuhen, who was directly appointed as the Young Master. The first successor and the Young Master seemed similar, but in reality, there was a huge difference in treatment.
Xue Wuhen pretended not to see Ye Qingkuang's fiery eyes, and said embarrassedly, "I'm not afraid of Childe Kuang laughing, but that girl actually … looks very similar to my first love. My first love was killed by the family when I was sixteen, so … cough cough, I just received a message from the family. I have to rush back to the family tomorrow morning, so I want to see if I can bring that girl along with me."
"This …" Ye Qingkuang frowned slightly, and stared at the white jade bottles on the table. He seemed to be in a difficult position, "I can understand Young Master Xue's feelings, but … this matter is not easy to handle. The main thing is that the girl has an unyielding personality, and I'm afraid she will seek death."
Xue Wuhen looked at Ye Qingkuang's expression, and smiled slightly. He took out a yellow jade bottle from his bosom, and said, "This is the Three Days Drunk, colorless and tasteless. As for what will happen after three days, Childe Kuang doesn't need to worry about it. I can guarantee one thing, I will definitely treat that girl well. As for the aftermath of the Ye Family, Childe Kuang will have to worry about it. "
"I'm not worried about other things, but I'm afraid that the useless Ye Qinghan, who is also Ye Qingyu's brother, has a bad temper like a wild horse. You saw it in Niulan Street last time, I'm afraid that he will go to the Elders' Hall to cause trouble." Ye Qingkuang sighed, and expressed that he was in a difficult position.
"This is an Emperor Rank secret combat technique, but it's broken. I'll also give it to Childe Kuang." Xue Wuhen sneered coldly in his heart, and threw out a bronze-colored book. Of course, he knew that Ye Qinghan was Ye Qingyu's brother, and he also knew that Ye Qinghan's temper was as bad as Wild Horse's, and his combat strength was probably even fiercer than Wild Horse's. If it weren't for Ye Qinghan, he wouldn't have been so cruel to throw out such a priceless Emperor Rank secret combat technique.
"Oh? Emperor Rank secret technique? " Ye Qingkuang's eyes were immediately attracted by the bronze-colored book, and a storm was set off in his heart. Secret combat techniques were divided into four ranks: Human, King, Emperor, and Saint. Although he, Ye Qingkuang, was the young master of his family, he hadn't had the opportunity to learn any Emperor Rank secret combat technique. Unexpectedly, he had an unexpected harvest today. Although it was broken, it was really priceless.
After quickly flipping through it, Ye Qingkuang suddenly stood up, and said to Xue Wuhen very seriously, "See you tomorrow morning at the North Gate of Cang City."
Xue Wuhen smiled happily, and thought of an old saying — loyalty comes from not having enough bargaining chips for betrayal. He sighed in his heart. This saying was really f * cking … right.
Ye Qingxie got up very early, even earlier than the chickens raised by the farmers outside Cang City. Although he had never had the habit of getting up early, today was different, because today it was his master who personally woke him up.
His master's name was Ye Qingkuang. Although his name was only one character different from his master's name, their status and strength were worlds apart. He was the son of the governor of a small city, a collateral descendant of the family. However, because of his talent in martial arts, he was recruited as a core disciple at the age of 15. Later, he joined Ye Qingkuang's team, and soon gained Ye Qingkuang's high trust, becoming his right-hand man. His status in the family was even higher than that of his father, who was the governor of a small city.
However, he understood very well that his status was not because of his strength or his father's status, but because of Ye Qingkuang. Therefore, he had to work for Ye Qingkuang, and so he had to get up earlier than the chickens today.
With two subordinates, he took a yellow jade bottle and turned out of the Enchanted Garden. The subordinates were given by his father, the governor of the city, and the jade bottle was ordered by his master to take. The destination of this trip was the East Courtyard of the Ye Family, a small and remote building.
He quietly came to this very familiar small courtyard. It was familiar because not long ago, he had suffered a setback here. That beautiful and seemingly weak girl had resolutely rejected him, causing him to be severely scolded by his master, and he had lost a lot of face. This time, he did not want to be scolded again, so he called two subordinates to stand outside the courtyard, and personally climbed over the wall.
He took out a dagger from his bosom, and with a light slash, he opened the door bolt of a room. Like a night cat, he nimbly crawled in. The room was not a girl's boudoir, but a kitchen. He was very clear that this weak girl had the habit of waking up early every day to cook porridge, so he dripped a few drops of the transparent liquid in the yellow jade bottle in many places, such as oil and water. Then, he quietly climbed out of the courtyard again, and squatted at the side with his two subordinates, waiting quietly.
The reason why he made a simple matter complicated, and did not directly crawl into the room, knock the girl unconscious, and make her drink a few drops of Three Day Drunk. It was because of his master's solemn warning, or perhaps he thought that this was in line with the methods of a person who walked in the dark.
"Creak."
An hour later, the sky began to break, and the sky was white. That girl also opened the door on time, walked out, and crawled into the kitchen.
Ye Qingxie was also a little nervous, not because she was afraid of being discovered, but because this place was a little remote, and no one would come so early in the morning. She was nervous because this was the first time she had done such a thing, and using such dishonorable methods, there was an indescribable feeling in her heart.
…
Ye Qingyu looked at the empty rice jar with some disappointment, and thought of her brother who was thousands of miles away. In the past, her brother had always been the one to buy rice. The big jar of rice was finished, why wasn't her brother back yet? Didn't he know that he couldn't lift such a heavy bag of rice?
She touched the small knife in her bosom. Although it was a knife used to cut fruits, it successfully stunned those annoying lackeys more than a month ago. Since the knife was still there, she felt a little more at ease, and so she began to wash up. She glanced at the few cornbread in the cupboard, and thought to herself, "Brother, if you still don't come back today, I can only eat cornbread for the whole day."
Picking up a cup of water and a cornbread, Ye Qingyu once again sat in the courtyard, welcoming the sun as it rose from the east. She gazed at the dim sky in the south.
…
"Who's there!"
The eight Door Gods wore thick armor, and with heavy eyelids, stood in front of the mayor's residence with difficulty. Only the sound of galloping horses disturbed their sleepiness, and the eight of them woke up at the same time, and shouted loudly.
"It's me, open the door!"
Ye Qinghan's face was a little pale, and he was a little tired after a few days of non-stop travel. But when he thought that he could see that delicate figure soon, he couldn't help but feel a little excited. Getting off the carriage, he looked at the familiar door, and the eight familiar Door Gods. He really wanted to laugh and say, "I'm back again, Hu Hansan." But after thinking about it, he didn't say it.
He took out a small bag of purple crystal coins from his bosom and threw it to the four guards beside the carriage. He said, "Sorry for troubling you, brothers. This is a small gift. Drink some wine for you to warm up."
"Young Master is too polite." The four guards and a coachman smiled and nodded, then turned and left. Their tone was polite and respectful.
The eight Door Gods looked at everything in front of them with their mouths agape. Years of observing people's words and body language had trained them to have a pair of fiery eyes. They knew very well how expensive the carriage was, as well as how respectful the guards, who were obviously of high rank, were. Looking at the familiar yet strange Seventh Childe, the few of them seemed to feel that he had changed a little, but they couldn't tell what exactly had changed. They could only vaguely feel that the sky above Seventh Childe's head was about to change.
"Good morning, Seventh Childe." One of the Door Gods was the first to say politely, and the other Door God beside him quickly opened the door.
"Mm." Ye Qinghan nodded faintly, as if he wasn't used to the change of the Door Gods, but he didn't stop and quickly walked back to his own courtyard.
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