Huo Yao composed a text message and sent it.
[My dear neighbor, can you do me a favor?]
After some time, Huo Yao did not hear back from Min Yu, but she was not anxious. Instead, she stood up, and went to the closet to get her pajamas. Then, she headed into the bathroom.
She tapped on her phone as she dried her hair when she came back.
However, there was still no reply.
Huo Yao rubbed her phone. She did not even notice when water from her hair dripped onto her phone screen.
In practice, Min Yu ought to have replied to her text message a long time ago. What was going on today?
Was the cash cow dumping her?
Huo Yao suddenly felt a little upset as she placed her phone on the table, picked up the hairdryer, and blow-dried her hair.
She kept glancing at her phone every now and then.
However, her phone lay quietly on the table until she went to bed.
**
Meanwhile, at City S’s largest underground trading market.
A black car was quietly parked by the roadside outside the market. It was a completely inconspicuous vehicle, so no one noticed it’s presence.
“… Someone else attacked the Huang family’s strongholds first, and took over them. Everyone escaped.”
Yang Yi’s solemn voice came across the phone.
“Did someone get to the strongholds first?” Zhuo Yun frowned and his voice sounded particularly deep.
Yang Yi was dressed to fight. A murderous aura radiated from him in the darkness. He scrutinized the place where a fight had just broken out before he coldly said, “I don’t know for sure.”
“Come back.” A cold voice came from his earpiece promptly.
“Okay,” replied Yang Yi before he raised his hands and signaled the men to retreat.
Yang Yi walked out of the underground trading market. The old dim street lights shone on him and a long shadow was cast behind him. He strode quickly towards the black car, opened the door, and got in.
The car drove off leaving behind the old market.
After the car had gone some distance, a few people walked out from the fork road at the other end of the market.
“Are you really going to give the territory to the Min family for nothing?” It was none other than Huang Yin whom Min Yu had just met a few days ago.
Despite his scholarly air, there was a somewhat evil look in his eyes.
The man standing in the front took out a handkerchief unhurriedly to wipe the blood from his hands. “Certainly. Why not? Consider it a gift.”
Huang Yin briefly went quiet. Just as he was about to ask something, the man with coarse facial features in the front turned sideways. “I should be the one asking you if you are willing to give up your family!”
Huang Yin pursed his lips. “It’s just some lousy dingey places.”
“Heh.”
**
Yang Yi removed his earpiece and wrist guards once he was inside the car and loosened his collar. “I checked out the place earlier. Although it was rather chaotic, it did not appear like a fight with outsiders broke out all of a sudden. Instead, it looks more like internal conflict.”
Min Yu sat in the back seat with his legs crossed and was leaning into the seat lazily. He glanced out of the window. “It was Huang Yin.”
“Huang Yin has a backer,” said Zhuo Yun with confidence. “I dug deeper and learned that he might have gone abroad when he disappeared two years ago.”
“From the looks of it, things are getting interesting. I just don’t understand why he didn’t take over the territory and instead, handed it over. Perhaps his backer deliberately told him to give it to us.” Yang Yi narrowed his eyes.
“Who knows?” Zhuo Yun pursed his lips.
His phone was vibrating inside a box beside him where he left it earlier.
Zhuo Yun glanced at the phone.
