Free Web NovelChapter 347: Chapter 300: Promise
"How are you holding up?"
Yang Xiao ran over, trying to help Tong Han up, but her resilience was beyond his expectations. He watched as she used the ability of her ponytail again, using strands of hair to bind and set her broken leg, before she managed to stand up with difficulty.
Ignoring Yang Xiao, Tong Han straightaway crouched beside the headless corpse of Staff Killing Elder and forcefully broke several of his fingers, snatching away the snake-head cane.
Seeing this, Yang Xiao frowned and warned, "The ability of this cane is quite good, but the backlash it brings is also terrifying. I advise you not to be tempted." freёwebnovel.com
If Tong Han hadn’t just helped him, he wouldn’t have bothered to speak. The right leg of Staff Killing Elder was useless, clearly a consequence of the backlash from using the cane’s power. No doubt, the abilities of Resentful Eye that some famous Evil Cultivators possessed were incredibly useful, but they brought shocking side effects. Staff Killing Elder lost the use of a leg, and Granny Hong’s body and appearance shrank to that of a child.
With this train of thought, Yang Xiao couldn’t help but wonder why he himself hadn’t suffered any backlash. Was it because he hadn’t used it enough, or was the backlash absorbed by the Drama Robe he wore?
Tong Han grasped the cane firmly and shook her head slightly, aware of Yang Xiao’s good intentions, "I don’t need this thing, but I need money."
Yang Xiao instantly got it. Tong Han wanted to sell the cane for money. After all, a magic artifact from a Venerable One of the Yu Yuan Sect wouldn’t come cheap, at least a figure with eight digits.
"Don’t worry, I won’t keep all the money from the sale for myself. You will have half," Tong Han promised Yang Xiao seriously, seemingly misunderstanding his concerns.
"No need, keep it yourself. I owe you for earlier." Yang Xiao was well aware that Tong Han’s current situation was far worse than his own. At least he had the support of the Patrol Defense Office, whereas she, having defected from the Yu Yuan Sect, was now rejected by both the lawful and the underworld, leaving her no choice but to seek refuge with Mo Daidai.
"Do you have a way to deal with this corpse?" asked Tong Han.
The method of death, decapitation, was too conspicuous, and the cuts on the body from hair strands would be obvious. If left here, once discovered by someone from the Yu Yuan Sect, it could lead them straight to Tong Han, and by entailing, jeopardize him as well. Yang Xiao took out the Soul-Capturing Mirror and threw the headless body along with the head into the Mirror World to keep Yanhe Tian company.
Under Tong Han’s lead, they arrived at a corner of the hall disguised as a bar. Tong Han located a small compartment on the third shelf on the right, where there was a metal ornament of a spreading goose. She twisted the goose’s wing, and the next second, the shelf shook, revealing a hidden door behind it.
Pulling open the hidden door, they found a pure mechanical code door embedded in the wall, with a strong metallic punk style. Tong Han skillfully entered a series of passwords.
Once the door opened, a dimly lit secret room appeared before them, and to Yang Xiao’s surprise, aside from a standing safe, there was also a person inside.
That person was sitting on a high-backed chair, head covered with a burlap sack, hands tied behind the back. Judging by the sturdy build, it was a man.
The man’s head hung low, motionless, and it was unclear whether he was dead or alive.
With a clear objective in mind, Tong Han paid no attention to this man and headed straight for the safe. After entering the password, the safe’s door opened, and she retrieved a silver briefcase from inside.
Seeing the silver briefcase, Yang Xiao understood everything. The case was specially made to store Resentful Eyes permanently. It seemed that Mo Daidai’s desired item was indeed a Resentful Eye.
As Tong Han held the briefcase, Yang Xiao could see even more clearly. A seal was stuck to the opening of the case, with the words "Opened by the Second Honored One" written on it.
"Is the item in this case coveted by the Second Honored One of the Yu Yuan Sect?" Yang Xiao was taken aback. Fate was playing tricks; the very Soul-Capturing Mirror in his hand was also treasured by the Second Honored One. Now another item had surfaced, and if the Second Honored One knew it was also taken by him, he would probably be enraged to the point of vomiting blood.
An item targeted by Mo Daidai was certainly no ordinary one. Yang Xiao knew that whatever was inside the case might well be comparable to his own Soul-Capturing Mirror.
But as valuable as the item might be, Yang Xiao had no intention to covet it. Accepting others’ money to take their misfortunes is a professional ethic that Yang Xiao understood. With Mo Daidai being someone who’s not short of money and a potential future collaborator, he planned to play the long game for bigger gains.
This was a covert operation; no witnesses could be left alive. So, Yang Xiao pulled out a submachine gun and pulled the trigger at the man sitting on the chair.
No bullets...
After quickly swapping in a new magazine, Yang Xiao was about to shoot when the man in the chair seemed to be woken up by their noise. As he twisted his body and made "mmm mmm" sounds, both Yang Xiao and Tong Han were taken aback by the familiarity of the voice.
Yang Xiao seemed to realize something, hastily approached, and ripped the sack off the man’s head. As soon as he saw the face, his blood pressure rose, "Li Qingxuan?!"
"Mmm mmm..."
With a cloth stuffed in his mouth, Li Qingxuan looked at Yang Xiao as if seeing a relative. But the next second, he saw Yang Xiao raise the gun to his forehead, "Where have you hidden Zhao? Speak up, or I’ll kill you!"
"Wha—?! Mmmph mmmph!!"
Li Qingxuan struggled violently until Tong Han stepped forward and yanked the cloth from his mouth. Finally able to speak, Li Qingxuan shouted loudly, "Teacher Yang, Teacher Yang, don’t shoot!!"
Seeing Yang Xiao’s displeased expression, Li Qingxuan quickly explained, "I had Zhao hide away. He’s fine, he’s really fine—you have to believe me, Teacher Yang!"
"Teacher Yang, how did you end up mixing with her?" Seeing that Yang Xiao was now in cahoots with Tong Han, Li Qingxuan was also confused.
This was not the time for talking, and Yang Xiao didn’t have time to verify. After gathering some items from the scene, the three of them immediately left. Yang Xiao warned Li Qingxuan not to play any tricks, or else he’d treat him to a bullet.
Along the way, Tong Han gave Yang Xiao several meaningful looks, hoping to take care of this trouble on the spot, but Yang Xiao shook his head every time. He needed to find out what exactly had happened to Zhao.
However, just to be safe, before getting into the car, Yang Xiao ordered Li Qingxuan to strip completely at gunpoint, to ensure the man didn’t have any tracking or listening devices on him. Under the dark muzzle of the gun, it took less than three seconds for Li Qingxuan to comply, and only after getting into the car did Yang Xiao toss him a couple of old clothes to wear.
No sooner had Li Qingxuan put on the clothes than Tong Han knocked him out with a blow from her gun to the back of his head and then dragged him, throwing him into the trunk.
Noticing Yang Xiao’s consistent unease, Tong Han spoke to comfort him, "Are you worried about that gambler taking pictures of us? You can rest easy about that. His so-called friend overseas is also a gambler and has already been controlled. Right after we started our operation, his friend and the gambler both hit the road. All the photos and chat records have been destroyed; those people are very professional."
Yang Xiao shook his head; it wasn’t those things he was thinking about. If he couldn’t even handle a little schemer like Mo Daidai, he shouldn’t be in the business. He was thinking about Li Qingxuan, why he was in the secret room at Yanhe Tian’s house, and about Zhao. From what Li Qingxuan had said, it seemed Zhao wasn’t dead.
Hurrying back to Rongcheng with no daylight in sight, they arrived at the Bright Moon Pavilion Hotel. No sooner had they gotten out of the car than Li Qingxuan was carried away and taken into custody by Mo Daidai’s men, while Yang Xiao and Tong Han, carrying a silver briefcase, went to meet with Mo Daidai to report.
It was the same private room on the 37th floor. As the door opened, Mo Daidai visibly perked up at the sight of the silver briefcase Tong Han brought back. "Not bad, the two of you have not disappointed me."
Setting the briefcase on the table, a black-clothed bodyguard approached to take the case, but Tong Han placed a hand on it. "Wait, what about my payment?"
Mo Daidai smiled, lifting his hand and gesturing towards her phone. "It was sent to you the moment you entered Yanhe Tian Villa."
After checking her phone, Tong Han released her hand, apparently finding Mo Daidai’s words to be true.
"And you?" Mo Daidai no longer in a hurry to take the briefcase, turned to look at Yang Xiao with a smile. "Brother Yang, how much do you want?"
Yang Xiao weighed a price in his mind, "30 million."
"Very reasonable," Mo Daidai nodded.
After confirming that the money was in his account, Yang Xiao was ready to take his leave when Mo Daidai suddenly stopped him. "Wait, if I recall, you said earlier that after retrieving this item, you wanted to have a look."
"No need, I’ve changed my mind." Better not to meddle in affairs that could spell trouble. Whatever was in that briefcase was enough to pique the interest of the Second Honored One of the Yu Yuan Sect as well as Mo Daidai; it must be quite special, and Yang Xiao did not want to get involved.
"How about you, Miss Tong?" Mo Daidai turned to look at Tong Han, his face still wearing a smile.
"No need, just honor the agreement you made before—to give me a new identity. I want to leave the country." Tong Han shared Yang Xiao’s sentiment, knowing that the less she knew, the safer she would be.
Mo Daidai sighed, "That’s too bad. The contents of this might overturn your understanding of things. Are you really not interested?"
"How about this instead? You help me out with one more thing—I can’t disclose what it is just yet—but let me first talk about the pay." Mo Daidai’s smile vanished, and he became serious. "I can make you both a promise. If you take care of this matter for me, Mo Daidai owes each of you a favor. If you ever find yourselves in trouble, you can come to me."
No sooner had he spoken than Mo Daidai looked at Tong Han. "Miss Tong, are you in a hurry to change your identity and leave the country because you’re worried about the Yu Yuan Sect hunting you? I can step in and smooth things over for you, ensuring the Yu Yuan Sect won’t bother you from this day forward." frёewebηovel.cѳm
"Do you really have that much clout?" Yang Xiao asked, somewhat surprised.
"I never make empty promises. In business, credibility is everything; if it’s about paying money, to the last dime, or about wiping out a family, not even a dog would be spared," Mo Daidai said with utmost earnestness when it came to business dealings. "Yang Xiao, if you’re willing to do me this favor, I assure you a promotion within a year to deputy chief of a division, putting you on par with Qu Muzhi, the first squad leader of the Rongcheng Patrol Division."
"Of course, if you refuse, I won’t insist. A good deal must make both parties feel profitable."
