Chapter 2014: Chapter 2010: Meng Family Villa
"In that case, I really do have to go back in person."
Tang Ming let out a sigh. In front of the national machinery, personal power ultimately seemed utterly insignificant. If they really wanted to do something to you, they could do whatever they wanted, couldn’t they?
"Rest for a night first. Tomorrow I’ll go with you to the Heavenly Martial Poison Sect, so we can look out for each other on the road."
Meng Xianjun nodded, turned around and waved at Tang Ming. "Let’s go, I know a safe place."
"I’d rather not waste time. I’ll head back to the Sect right now."
Tang Ming hurriedly called out.
"Big Bro, can’t you at least help treat my injuries first?"
Meng Xianjun looked back at Tang Ming, annoyed. "I’m seriously hurt right now. If I rely on my body’s natural recovery it’ll take at least half a month before I’m healed."
"Alright then, let’s find a place and I’ll treat you first."
Tang Ming gave an awkward smile and hastily chased after Meng Xianjun.
In the western district of the Imperial City, at the very center of the West City stood a majestic villa estate. In the Imperial City, where every inch of land was worth its weight in gold, a lot of people could struggle their whole lives and still not be able to buy even a bathroom. Yet this vast estate was able to occupy so much land in the bustling urban area—one could imagine how distinguished its owner had to be.
In the main hall of the estate villa, Tang Ming sat on the sofa, wide‑eyed with amazement. At this moment, aside from Meng Xianjun, there was also a glamorous, noble‑looking beauty in a cheongsam, and another girl with short hair dressed in a tracksuit.
"Second Bro, so you actually have ties with the Meng Family. You hid that pretty deep!"
Tang Ming swallowed, speaking softly to Meng Xianjun beside him.
"My surname has always been Meng. What exactly is there to hide?"
Meng Xianjun curled his lip smugly.
"Hehe, Xiao Jun is a distinguished guest of our Meng Family. It’s just that very few outsiders know about it."
Meng Xiaolu smiled radiantly, sizing Tang Ming up as she introduced, "Young Master Tang, we’re all very familiar with your great name. But this should be the first time you’ve met my daughter, Meng Shuangfei, so you two should get to know each other."
"You’re Meng Shuangfei?"
Tang Ming stared at the girl in surprise and doubt.
"Am I not allowed to be?"
Meng Shuangfei rolled her eyes at Tang Ming.
"Allowed, allowed!"
Tang Ming nodded repeatedly, his brain struggling to keep up.
The Imperial City’s Meng Family was the only neutral Family among the nine great Families. They had never taken part in the struggle between the Ming Group and Dark Group factions. It was said that this was because they had powerful Martial Arts forces backing them, and disdained to take part in those fights.
Thinking about it carefully, Meng Xianjun being from the top hidden Family—the Meng Family—actually made perfect sense.
It was just that the fact that Meng Shuangfei, who had joined him in the grand tournament back then, turned out to be a woman was a bit hard for Tang Ming to wrap his head around.
Back when Meng Shuangfei participated in the grand tournament, she always wore a mask. So Tang Ming had never known her real identity, and didn’t even know her gender. Today he had finally met her in person.
"Auntie Xiaolu, we’re going to have to trouble you again this time."
Meng Xianjun looked at Meng Xiaolu apologetically. "You’ve probably heard something about Tang Ming’s situation. He’s my sworn brother, so I have to help him."
"I understand. Right now, only my Meng Family is the safest place in the entire Imperial City. After all, the Meng Family has never gotten involved in any conflict, and we had no prior dealings with Young Master Tang. No one would ever think he’d be staying here."
Meng Xiaolu gave a faint smile and looked at Tang Ming warmly. "Just stay as long as you like. However long you want to stay, you can stay."
"We won’t trouble you for too long. Once I finish treating Second Bro’s injuries, we’ll leave."
Tang Ming looked gratefully at Meng Xiaolu. There were plenty of people who would add flowers to a brocade, but those who would send charcoal in the snow were far too few.
"Your talent for stirring up trouble is really something."
Meng Shuangfei looked at Tang Ming curiously. "You’re actually the heir to the Huaxia Secret Technique and have an Undying Body. Right now the whole world is hunting you. Aren’t you scared?"
"Scared? Even if I’m scared, would they let me off?"
Tang Ming gave a bitter smile. There were some things you couldn’t avoid just because you wanted to.
"Man enough. Interesting."
Meng Shuangfei chuckled. "Just relax and stay here. There’s no surveillance around the Meng Family yet. As long as you don’t go out, there’s no way anyone will find you."
"Thank you."
Tang Ming expressed his thanks again.
"Don’t be so polite. Hurry up and treat my injuries."
Meng Xianjun curled his lip and got up, walking toward the bedroom. "I must’ve owed you in my last life. Nothing good ever happens when I’m with you."
"It’s not like I want it this way either."
Tang Ming gave a wry smile. After bowing to Meng Xiaolu and Meng Shuangfei, he went after Meng Xianjun.
"Mother, why are we wading into this muddy water?"
After Meng Xianjun and Tang Ming left, Meng Shuangfei immediately lowered her voice and asked Meng Xiaolu, "Tang Ming has already become the public enemy of the whole country. The Meng Family has always kept out of worldly struggles. Now that we’re sheltering him, if we’re discovered, the consequences will be unimaginable!"
"I don’t want to invite trouble either, but he’s the young master’s friend. Are we supposed to defy the young master’s orders?"
Meng Xiaolu’s expression grew solemn, a sharp light flashing in her eyes. "Treat them well, and just do your best not to let them cause any trouble. That’s all."
"Do you think the young master might be trying to obtain something from Tang Ming..."
"Silence!"
Meng Xiaolu immediately cut Meng Shuangfei off. "Don’t speculate about the young master’s thoughts. We only need to carry out his orders."
"Alright then."
Meng Shuangfei stuck out her tongue and said nothing more.
Although the Meng Family was one of the major Families in the Imperial City, they were merely vassals to the hidden Family—also the Meng Family.
Before the hidden Meng Family, they were hardly worth mentioning. And Meng Xianjun was the eldest young master of the hidden Meng Family, which was why Meng Xiaolu obeyed him to the letter and treated him with such respect.
The fact that this neutral Meng Family would become Tang Ming’s refuge was indeed beyond everyone’s expectations, because Tang Ming had never had any dealings with the Meng Family.
When Tang Ming had been basking in glory, he’d never brought any benefit to the Meng Family. Now that he’d fallen on hard times, theoretically the Meng Family had no reason to help him. But what no one had anticipated was that Tang Ming and Meng Xianjun had become sworn brothers.
While Tang Ming and Meng Xianjun were settling down at the Meng Family estate, Fu Tianyou had already been sent to the hospital. After an examination, the Doctor said it was overwork and that he needed proper rest.
Dragon Fang received the news of Fu Tianyou’s serious illness at the first possible moment, and Wu Tian exploded on the spot, immediately convening an emergency meeting.
Now that the Dark Group had been abandoned, many matters on Dragon Fang’s side had to be handled by the Ming Group. And now that Fu Tianyou, the Ming Group’s person in charge, had fallen ill, things would become very troublesome.
Late at night!
In the top‑floor office at Dragon Fang’s headquarters, Wu Tian’s face was dark as he tapped the desktop with his fingers nonstop. Mo Wenming and Yan Nantian, the current director of the Ming Group, sat in front of the desk, both frowning.
"Yan Nantian, since Fu Tianyou has already fallen ill, you’ll personally come forward to take charge of the overall situation. Right now it’s far too hard to find someone who can replace Fu Tianyou."
Wu Tian looked at Yan Nantian, allowing no room for refusal.
"As you command. It’s just that I haven’t dealt with the Ming Group’s day‑to‑day affairs in a long time, so I might need a few days to adjust."
Yan Nantian looked at Wu Tian with some embarrassment.