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Eleven seemed to be in a slightly tight spot as she did not know how to answer Big Boss Mo’s question. “I don’t know. I previously promised Chu Li that I would bring Ye Wei back. Although this is a misunderstanding…”
She frowned and Mo Ye knew too well he could not coerce her and could only dismiss the idea without pursuing it.
“I’ll not ask again. As long as I know where you are, and I get to see you a few times every month, I’ll promise you anything. I’ll be willing to wait as long as you want me to wait.” Mo Ye solemnly promised.
…
Muscat, Oman
When Mo Jue first arrived in Oman, the Top Terrorist Organization had almost pulled out from Oman and he could not locate Ye Wei. A huge battle had just ended, and Muscat did not seem to have recovered from said conflict. The city seemed especially silent from the missing busyness, and the local populace shut themselves at home.
There would be occasional conflicts between the local triads and law enforcement as Oman had a strategic position in the Middle Eastern underworld, lying on the critical route between the Indian Ocean and the Persian Gulf that was one of the routes where most of the world’s oil passed through. It was also a must-have location for the Middle Eastern triads, so Oman’s strategic value was immense. That explained how the many triads that had gathered in the region.
Following the massive battle, there were massive changes to the picture. The mafia bosses were often in discussions on how they should divide the territories. One wrong argument was all it took for them to engage in conflict. The many explosions and assassinations in the period were so frequent that one happened almost every other day. The local populace was terrified.
Mo Jue looked up the information released by the Top Terrorist Organization and realized it was false. He flew into a rage and contacted Mo Jue’s Knights of the Apocalypse to look up information on Ye Wei as he rushed back.
He was then informed that Ye Wei went to Oman after learning he went to Oman with the chances that she wanted to take it out on him. When Mo Jue heard it, he felt solemn and then started to reflect on why he did not take Mo Ye’s advice and remained in Italy. If that had happened, he would have seen Ye Wei long ago.
He must clearly explain to her what happened or this misunderstanding would never be cleared. As much as he was unwilling to explain that mess, he had to do it for Wei Wei.
Unless he really wanted to go separate ways with Ye Wei, he would take even the slightest offense at Ye Wei frowning. Even though things were that bad, he could not allow the misunderstanding to take deeper root.
Mo Jue hence remained in Muscat and deliberately avoided the chaotic border zones. He checked into a luxurious local hotel and stayed there for a day, but he did not see Ye Wei.
It was the occasional gunfire that vexed him.
Mo Jue and Mo Ye made contact, and Mo Ye told him that Eleven was on her way there and that she certain that Ye Wei went to Oman to look for him. He heard Eleven’s words and in turn reminded Mo Jue not to take Ye Wei on. He had to allow Ye Wei to do whatever she wanted.
Mo Jue couldn’t care less about the comment as it was not the first time he was fighting with Ye Wei. Even though Ye Wei lost her memory, they exchanged blows on the training grounds with no holds barred.
He merely heard Mo Ye’s words. What was most important was to await information about Ye Wei.
According to his estimates, Ye Wei should have been in Oman by the next morning. He waited in the hotel until the evening but did not see Ye Wei. Mo Jue waited and waited to no avail. He was in a panic and confirmed once and again information about Ye Wei. There was little to no information from the Mafia, but the satellites had tracked Ye Wei’s plane to a private airport in the morning.
He was certain she was in Muscat but uncertain of where she was.
Mo Jue was worried and deeply afraid she would have met with the slightest mishap. However, he thought about how skilled Ye Wei was and how nothing could happen to her. He waited into the night and still did not see Ye Wei. Mo Jue could wait around no longer and drove around Muscat, searching for her.
He punished himself until the wee hours to no avail. Eleven was within the boundaries of Muscat long ago and investigated the hotel Mo Jue stayed in. She did not startle Mo Jue and merely held her position outside the hotel.
As they were from the same master, Ye Wei operated similarly to her and she was extremely familiar with Ye Wei’s modus operandi. She went around the hotel and even pulled out the floor plans of the hotel. She checked all possible places she could.
There was no sign of Ye Wei.
It was as though she had disappeared into thin air once she arrived within the borders of Muscat. Eleven slightly panicked and immediately contacted the intelligence department of the Top Terrorist Organization and had them track Ye Wei via satellite.
‘Wei Wei, where exactly are you?’
She had yet to recover and came to such a place. If something happened to her, who would tend to her?
Eleven was extremely worried, and another night passed with no information about her. Mo Jue was already extremely vexed. He was not afraid of Ye Wei taking him on. Instead, he would be gleeful if Ye Wei shot him outright.
He could bear the fact that she was clearly in the city yet out of sight.
…
A slight fog descended upon Muscat in the morning.
There was an exquisite small mansion amongst the tall trees which had a small river to its front and bright flowers to its side. Vines crawling up the walls of the mansion made it seem especially nature-friendly.
The surroundings were extremely serene and beautiful.
Ye Wei woke up to a very heavy head and tired body. She grunted uncomfortably several times. She was in a very dream-like room that had pink sheets and a princess-sized bed. One could tell from the layout of the room how well-off the master of the room was.
Ye Wei frowned hard and recalled how she got off the plane and hijacked a local car. She seemed to be out of luck as she happened to be on the turf where two triads were negotiating. The vehicle was rigged with explosives, and her killer instincts, thankfully, reminded her that something was amiss seconds before everything went to hell. The moment she leaped off the car into the river, her luck seemed to have run out as the river was so shallow that she felt a sharp pain before fainting.
It seemed that someone had saved her. Where was she?
This was a room on the second floor. She pulled the blinds to see the tall woods and exquisite garden scene outside. There were other well-laid-out mansions that seemingly blended into the surroundings.
It seemed to be an upper-class neighborhood.
It was not too easy to find such a residential area in Oman.
Who exactly saved her?
And how long had she blacked out?
Ye Wei frowned and she suddenly heard people walking about. Ye Wei was on full alert when the door opened. A tall man decked in gold came in.
He wore a deep-red suit, had red hair, black eyes, and intricate features. He was exceptionally well-built and kept his beard. He, on first look, seemed pretty terrifying as he wore a huge gold necklace and a huge gold earring on his left ear.
Ye Wei was shocked. This outfit of his was… utterly shocking.
