The villa was average-sized and came with a garden filled with some unknown flowers. The garden was exquisitely pruned and showed off the owner’s fine taste.
After they entered the living room, they caught sight of Huang Yin dressed in a dark blue casual outfit. He seemed to have brewed some tea and timed it perfectly.
Huang Yin stood up from the classic coffee table and greeted Min Yu confidently. “Greetings, Young Master Min.”
Min Yu looked at Huang Yin and felt somewhat surprised.
Huang Yin was in his 20s. He seemed cultured and gave off a scholarly aura. The man did not come off as a potentially dangerous character at all.
However, just his composure alone was proof that there was much more to him than what it seemed.
Min Yu stopped scrutinizing him and sat down lazily in front of the coffee table, placing his hands on the table.
Huang Yin smiled politely as he filled Min Yu’s teacup before he took a seat himself. “Allow me to get to the point, I know that you are interested in our underground forces.”
Huang Yin paused to pick up his teacup, took a sip, and continued. “I can hand all the Huangs underground forces to you. The only request I have is for the Huangs to get wiped out.”
Huang Yin spoke in a calm gentle tone as though he was discussing something utterly mundane.
Min Yu frowned slightly and tapped his fingers on the table. “Wipe out the Huangs?”
Huang Yin set his teacup down with the same innocuous expression. “That’s right.”
It was redundant to put on an act in front of Min Yu. If Min Yu wanted to find out, he would be able to learn everything that there was to know about Huang Yin.
“As I understand, your older brothers are in control of these forces,” said Min Yu as he looked at Huang Yin nonchalantly.
Huang Yin’s lips curved upward slightly and he replied softly. “They are just buffoons.”
Zhuo Yun glanced at Huang Yin when he heard this. Sure enough, it was wrong to judge a book by its cover. Despite the young man’s refined scholarly airs, he spoke with such arrogance.
No wonder neither his older brothers nor the elders of the clan were aware of his existence.
He had certainly concealed himself well.
Huang Yin naturally detected Zhuo Yun looking at him, but he remained composed, and polite. Perhaps he had kept up this appearance for so long that he had lost all other emotions.
They chatted for a little longer before a loud bang could be heard coming from outside. It sounded like someone was trying to break through the door.
Huang Yin frowned before he looked at Min Yu and said, “Young Master Min, one moment, please. Let me check what’s going on.”
The moment he stood up, a group of well-trained fighters walked in armed with sticks that were as thick as a man’s arm.
A middle-aged man around 40 years old walked in right behind. He had ferocious features and gave off a hostile aura. He seemed intimidating.
Huang Yin’s eyes lost all warmth the moment he spotted the man.
“Heh. My dear little brother, don’t you know it’s rude of you to not inform me when you invite Young Master Min over?”
He was the eldest son of the Huang clan. His voice sounded rough and he looked brutal, a stark contrast to Huang Yin’s refined appearance.
He walked over unhurriedly without giving Huang Yin the chance to answer. Instead, he walked right over to Min Yu. However, Yang Yi stepped forward when he was about one meter away from Min Yu and cut him off.
Although Yang Yi remained rather expressionless, a murderous air burst forth from him. It was so overwhelming that it surpassed that of the well-trained fighters present in the room.
