Nightmare Apostle

Chapter 1821: Chapter 1041: Wang Yue Qianxun_2

Those who are capable work harder; he hopes one day to share the burdens of important figures like Chief Yue.

As the car drove halfway, a sudden message interrupted Yang Xiao’s reverie about the future and updated his understanding of the scoundrel Sakata Yoshiji.

"He found an exorcism team to come and perform a ritual at home; it seems he’s bent on not paying," Wang Yue Qianxun commented on the new message on her phone, as her people monitored Sakata Yoshiji.

"Hiss—" Yang Xiao leaned silently against the seat, taking a deep breath, "Damn, underestimated him. Gives up money but not life. Quite a character!"

"I’m leaving tonight, I have no other options. Can you help me?" Yang Xiao sought assistance from Wang Yue Qianxun.

"Leave it to me, I’ll make him return the embezzled property without missing a cent. Within a week, Auntie will move back to the villa," Wang Yue Qianxun didn’t even realize that her reference to that woman had unconsciously changed.

Hearing this, Yang Xiao couldn’t help but let out a cold laugh, looking out the window, "Some people are evil to their core. How can you change such a person? Hmm, how to change?"

"Can’t change, only die," Wang Yue Qianxun understood what Yang Xiao meant.

"After this is settled, I’ll make him disappear from this world. His living is a threat to Auntie every day; such a person won’t willingly let go of the wealth he’s seized," Wang Yue Qianxun promised Yang Xiao.

Just an ordinary person’s life, she doesn’t really care, and indeed this guy is vile.

"Miss Wang Yue, you’ve helped me, if you ever come to my place one day, I’ll treat you to a meal," Yang Xiao thought highly of this woman.

"No need, helping you is a family duty, no thanks needed. Just hope you can honestly convey our Jiu Mountain family’s goodwill to your superiors upon your return."

"I know Hua Country’s envoys tend to reject Japanese envoys, due to historical reasons, I cannot argue with that. But please believe, in Japan, not only the belligerents of the Ghost Sect exist, but there are also families like ours, the Jiu Mountain Family, who long for peaceful coexistence between the two countries."

"Though we belong to different lands, we share the same sky, Mr. Yang, we should be friends. Those Ghost Sect scoundrels trying to summon war militarism are our common enemies," Wang Yue Qianxun said sincerely.

"Well said, Miss Wang Yue. Upon my return, I will certainly convey the goodwill of the Jiusan Family Master and Your Excellency," Yang Xiao knew there are still reasonable people.

Soon, the car drove into the cemetery; Yang Xiao, accompanied by Wang Yue Qianxun, bought some fresh flowers and lots of snacks in front of the cemetery entrance.

Wang Yue Qianxun was somewhat surprised as Yang Xiao bought a lot of chocolate, a full bag, almost emptying the small shop at the cemetery entrance.

"Does Sato Shouta like eating chocolate?" Wang Yue Qianxun asked curiously.

Unexpectedly, Yang Xiao shook his head, "Not him, it’s me."

Buying his favorite foods for deceased people, Wang Yue Qianxun couldn’t quite understand, but she guessed it might be a custom from Hua Country.

Although she didn’t understand, she expressed respect; after the tribute, she’d see Yang Xiao off. Once he boarded the plane, her task would be complete.

She only hoped Yang Xiao leaves Kagoshima safely, which was her main focus.

Of course, she would certainly fulfill her promise to Yang Xiao, as the Jiu Mountain Family never betrays trust—it’s their foundation.

Knowing Yang Xiao had something to say, Wang Yue Qianxun just watched him from a distance, not getting closer.

At the tombstone, Yang Xiao first used the wet wipes he brought to clean Sato Shouta’s and his father’s tombstones, then offered two bunches of flowers, followed by placing many snacks in front of Sato Shouta’s tombstone, with that bag of chocolate right in the center.

Looking at the familiar smiling face in the tombstone photo, memories in Yang Xiao’s mind invoked, moments spent between them surfaced in his heart.

"Mr. Sato, I’m here to see you. I promised you I’d help look after Mom, and I’ve done it."

"Rest assured, Mom will soon have a good life; she misses you a lot. She has always remembered you. If... if you have time, remember to come back and see her too."

After a moment of silence, Yang Xiao took out a 100-denominated silver coin from his pocket and gently placed it on the tombstone, "Mr. Sato, promise me one thing: don’t resent Miss Jiu Shan, she didn’t want to do this, she had no choice."

"She did it for me. If blame is to be placed, blame me. If seven years ago we met, I would have taken you away, taken you home."

"I’m leaving. Not sure if I’ll have the chance to come back, to see you, see Mom. If you’re looking down from heaven, please bless me, bless me to keep going."

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"You know, this damn world has taken too many innocent lives, and at an accelerating rate. I don’t want to see such tragedies repeat."

"I’m leaving, Mr. Sato; this coin is from Mom to you, she loves you dearly."

After taking a final look at the person in the tombstone photo, Yang Xiao turned and left. The sky had already darkened, the wind had picked up, and the weather forecast predicted rain soon; he needed to hurry.

No need for a return journey; this time they took a new route. According to the navigation, they’d arrive at the airport in about an hour, leaving enough time for Yang Xiao to have dinner at the airport restaurant.

On the journey, Wang Yue Qianxun noticed Yang Xiao seemed somewhat downcast; the two chatted sporadically. Yang Xiao, being a special agent from the Patrol Defense Office, couldn’t share related information, so she switched topics, "I heard the biggest Cult around you is the Black Buddha Mother; are they very powerful? Have you seen their people?"

"Very powerful; the Black Buddha Mother Sect claims to be the Head of Ten Thousand Religions, with high prestige. They do atrocious deeds that outrage heaven and earth, but their strength is undeniable. They’ve recruited many martial arts masters; even the three major forces avoid provoking them," Yang Xiao briefly explained the Black Buddha Mother Sect situation.

"I happened to encounter some of their people once; indeed, they’re hard to deal with, a bunch of beasts with no bottom lines."

Then suddenly, Yang Xiao seemed to remember something, awkwardly correcting himself: "Not all beasts, just eight or nine out of ten. There are some strange people in this lineage."

Yang Xiao naturally thought of Monk Wukong, whom he once collaborated with. He couldn’t quite grasp his nature, but this monk gave him a special feeling—not like a ruthless person.

Back when in the Esoteric Sect’s territory, Monk Wukong delivered an invitation for the Black Buddha Mother to him. They had a good chat, and Monk Wukong specially warned him of the ’Buddha Seed’s’ effects, to avoid accidental misuse.

The car drove a bit more, the sky was completely dark, and rain started to fall; there were few cars around, creating a vaguely unsettling atmosphere.

Meanwhile, Yang Xiao noticed Wang Yue Qianxun checking her phone repeatedly within a minute and slightly furrowed her brows as if something was wrong.

"What’s wrong?" Yang Xiao asked.

"The scheduled response time has arrived, but my people haven’t replied."

According to Wang Yue Qianxun’s explanation, a lead vehicle was probing the way before their car, with an agreed communication every ten minutes to report the situation. But just now, the time arrived, and the front vehicle remained silent.

Suddenly, Wang Yue Qianxun’s phone screen lit up, displaying a message: Just had a minor collision with another car, no injuries, everything normal.

Wang Yue Qianxun decelerated sharply, spun the steering wheel, and turned the car around, heading back the way they came. She gripped the steering tightly, eyes firmly on the road ahead, speaking rapidly and icily: "Something’s happened to them; there’s an ambush up ahead!"