Old friends don't know
Ye Lin also learned that the founder of 'ars' was Jing Chen, who was in charge of Yiya Mountain. The white-haired boy Jiuyi said that this person was a ruthless character, young and vicious, and killed his father to take the position of leader in his teens.
She raised her eyes. After staying in the Chimo Sect for so long, it was time to go out and have a look.
The barren caves Ye Lin had seen were only the tip of the iceberg; the greater complexity of the forces she had yet to unravel. Leaving the sect, Ye Lin headed straight for a place that offered her the quickest path to understanding the area: the trade market.
The center of the continent was a world away from the edge of the land she had entered. People here didn't use money as a currency, but rather equivalent physical resources like water, weapons, and steel. Various factions would send personnel here in exchange for scarce resources, and Ye Lin waited, secretly noting their weaknesses.
Having gathered enough information, Ye Lin left the market. But before she'd gotten far, danger arose. Someone had noticed her movements and quietly followed her. They attacked from behind, and Ye Lin dodged as the ambushing forces surrounded her.
A man came out with emerald eyes and his hands in his pockets.
"My people said that Baimao brought back an outsider. It must be you. You've been hiding in the Chimo Sect and refused to come out. Now that you've come out, you're so anxious to investigate. You're so restless."
The person who came was Jing Chen from Yiya Mountain. When Ye Lin heard his voice, a hint of disbelief appeared in her eyes.
Seeing Ye Lin remained silent, Jing Chen felt a little dissatisfied. "Come on, I want to know what you have that makes Jiuyi that guy take you seriously."
Ye Lin faced their attacks with ease, and Jing Chen was also observing her skills.
She didn't use her full strength, but these people were no match for her. Ye Lin kicked the last person away, and he got up and tried to continue.
Jing Chen stopped him and prepared to come and fight her in person.
Ye Lin didn't make a move. He chuckled: "Are you scared?"
Jing Chen took the initiative, and she fought him. She hid her moves to avoid revealing any flaws, knowing his moves but pretending not to be able to react.
In his eyes, she was no match for him. Ye Lin kicked him back, the wound she'd sustained in the confinement cell still unhealed. Her chest ached. He attacked with a dagger, and she subconsciously tried to use that move, but stopped herself in time.
After receiving a sharp blow from him on the shoulder, he took the opportunity to remove her goggles. Ye Lin distanced herself from him, closing her eyes.
A dart flew straight towards Jingchen's face, and he swung his knife to block it.
"It's not good for Master Jingshan to treat my guests like this." Jiuyi appeared.
Ye Lin listened to him and realized that he was Jing Chen.
Seeing Jiuyi coming, the two looked at each other, and a silent smoke of gunpowder spread.
Jing Chen, with a faint smile on his face, was the first to break the atmosphere.
"She was originally a guest of the Chimo Sect. I saw that she was acting suspiciously and thought she was a spy from the outside world."
"Not all outsiders are spies. Isn't Lord Jingshan most clear about this?"
Jiuyi was secretly saying that his bloodline was impure, and Jingchen's eyes were filled with resentment.
After all, today was neither a suitable excuse nor the right time. He wore a mask,
"I was inconsiderate. I apologize. I'm busy right now, but I'll come and apologize when I have time."
"Master Jingshan, please don't be so reckless in the future."
Jing Chen pursed his lips and made way. After the two of them walked past, he stared at them with ill intent.
After walking a distance, Jiuyi touched his conscience and said, "I was scared to death, scared to death."
"Well, wasn't I very impressive just now? Jingchen let us go immediately. By the way, why did you leave the sect on your own? Fortunately, I arrived in time."
Ye Lin opened her eyes, and Jiuyi handed her the blindfold. "Aren't your eyes beautiful? Why do you want to cover them up?"
She looked through the reflective mirror and saw that her eyes had turned back to black.
"Didn't you say that the people here can't survive outside?"
"Yeah, what's the problem?"
"Is Jingchen from here?"
Jiuyi nodded, "Yes, but he has half Outlander blood. His mother came from Outland, so even if he is the son of the mountain master, he is not recognized by Yiya Mountain. I didn't expect that he would directly kill those who disobeyed him and use tricks to take over Yiya Mountain."
This explains why Ye Lin had seen him outside.
There was a time when Ye Lin accepted a mission and received something called "Inverted Gold Dish".
She found out that it was in the hands of a mysterious merchant, so Ye Lin sneaked in.
She disguised herself as a handsome man, used the pseudonym A Zeng, and became a subordinate of that merchant.
At that time, Jingchen was called Mr. Shen, and a group of neatly dressed men stood in a row.
"Mr. Shen, these are the newly selected people."
Jing Chen glanced at it a few times and said, "Yeah."
At first glance, there was a sunken corner. The others were all about the same height and stood tall, except for that one who was a little shorter.
Jing Chen walked up to Ye Lin and asked, "What's your name?"
Ye Lin's eyes were not afraid, "A Zeng."
"It's a little smaller."
The person was hired by the steward, and he has to take responsibility if the master is not satisfied. The steward said: "Although Ah Zeng does not have an advantage in height, he is excellent in all aspects."
"Okay, then stay." Mr. Shen didn't care much.
A Zeng followed Mr. Shen as his bodyguard. Mr. Shen would collect some rare things and put them in his treasure house, and the things Ye Lin wanted were among them.
Mr. Shen had some dealings with the Oulai people, so Ye Lin was not in a hurry to obtain the gold-dumping plate. This was a good opportunity to get the business list of Oulai in Gao Country.
Ah Zeng followed Mr. Shen to various places. "He" stood behind him while Mr. Shen sat casually.
The boss across the street was looking through the contract, his brows furrowed. "Mr. Shen, isn't this 8% rate too high?"
"If you think it's too expensive, find someone else. This batch of goods has caused so much trouble for you, I won't ask you for more." Mr. Shen didn't take the other party seriously at all.
The other party got angry and asked, "Do you think no one else can do it except you?"
"Whatever." Mr. Shen stood up and left.
"Stop." The boss's men pulled out their guns.
"You can come and go as you please. I've been doing business for so many years. Ask anyone who doesn't give me some respect."
Mr. Shen dusted himself off and asked, "How can you maintain your dignity when you're so shameless?"
"I'm giving you two choices now. Either you help me transport this shipment for free, or you leave me one hand and I'll let you go."
"You idiot, not only are you shameless, but you're also quite bold in your thoughts."
The man was enraged and overturned the coffee table, "Bullshit!"
Mr. Shen kicked out with his long legs, the coffee table smashed back, and the man staggered backwards.
The only person who came in with him was Ah Zeng. Seeing the opportunity, "he" pulled out his gun and shot at the boss's men one by one.
Mr. Shen aimed at the man and pulled the trigger, while the boss dodged in panic. Behind him, Ah Zeng blocked all the attacks for him, while the boss's subordinates shielded the man, and gunfire rang out from inside.
Mr. Shen's pistol had run out of bullets. When Ah Zeng heard the empty magazine, he immediately turned around and fired continuously to disrupt their sight, then threw the gun to him.
Mr. Shen took the gun and killed the person who wanted to attack from behind Ah Zeng with a few shots. Then the two of them turned around and dealt with the attacking enemies.
The last shot hit the boss's confidant in the head and injured the man. Mr. Shen's men also took control of the venue and rushed up.
Mr. Shen wiped his hands and walked towards him with an oppressive look. The man covered his wound and moved back, "Mr. Shen, I am out of touch. 8% is not a problem. I can sign it now."
He grabbed the ashtray on the ground, and the man, with a look of horror, smashed it hard on his head.
The man lay on the ground with blood flowing from his forehead, and Mr. Shen grabbed his head.
"I'll give you two choices. I'll charge you 15 points for delivering the goods safely, or I'll kill you and take the goods."
The man lost his arrogance and responded vaguely, "I choose one, I choose one."
Mr. Shen threw his head down in disgust and walked out with his men.
His subordinate opened the car door for him. He paused as he got in and said, "A Zeng, you get in too."
A Zeng followed him into the spacious car, and Mr. Shen took off his coat and threw it aside.
"come over."
Ah Zeng walked up to him and looked into his cold eyes. He was distracted for a moment. He had never paid attention to his eyes before.
He looked at his disguised face. Naturally, his eyes were also disguised and changed, but those eyes made him feel strange.
"Your eyes are really nice and prominent."
"Tell me, who are you from?"
"I am the bodyguard hired by Mr. Shen, responsible for protecting your safety."
"Don't pretend you don't understand. How can a bodyguard like you have such well-trained skills?"
"I had a sick sister who depended on me for survival, so I chose to be a thug and practice martial arts day and night in order to make more money. Later, I had money, but her illness still could not be cured." Tears welled up in A Zeng's eyes.
Mr. Shen had a playful look in his eyes as he pulled out his own knife and placed it on the table.
"Pick it up." A Zeng held it in his hand.
"Dig out your heart and show me your loyalty, and then I'll believe what you say."
Ah Zeng stabbed the tip of the knife into his heart without hesitation and without changing his expression. Mr. Shen didn't even look in that direction.
The blood-stained car was on the carpet of the shop, but Mr. Shen never said a word.
Ah Zeng finally collapsed to the ground with a look of fear on his face, begging him, "Mr. Shen, I don't want to die, I want to live. I promised my sister that I would live well for her."
Mr. Shen's expression relaxed slightly, and he leaned forward, "Remember, who gave you the right to live."
Ah Zeng nodded repeatedly, "Yes, Mr. Shen."
He showed a satisfied expression and said, "Go down and deal with it."
Ah Zeng left quickly. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then told his confidant, "Go check him out."
"Since you suspect him, why don't you just kill him?"
He sipped the wine, savoring the bittersweet taste. If he had really been mentally tough just now, Mr. Shen would definitely not have kept him. Such people were the most difficult to control.
"He has human weaknesses, and people like him can be exploited."
The confidant nodded, "Yes."
Ah Zeng returned to his residence, unbuttoned his shirt to expose his skin. On his shoulder was a tattoo of a blue grass that stretched out like a scimitar willow. It was called "Ji Lancao."
A strikingly mysterious and enchanting visual effect, as if rooted and blossoming, evoked a lifelike quality against her radiant skin. With her face tilted to the side and her eyes lowered, a blend of light and dark halos slanted down, a beauty frozen in time like a work of art.
She wrapped a bandage around her shoulder and bandaged the wound. A Zeng stared coldly in the direction of Mr. Shen.
The confidant stepped on the ground one step at a time, his steps steady and quick. He knocked on the door and walked in front of Mr. Shen.
"We have found out about A Zeng's past." Mr. Shen flipped through the information.
"It's exactly as he said. He had a younger sister who later died of illness. During that time, he practiced martial arts all night long. The people in the hospital knew him and confirmed that it was him."
In his room, Ah Zeng curled his lips as if he was sure of victory.
Mr. Shen was lost in thought, and his subordinate spoke up, "Is this Ah Zeng really okay?"
"No need to investigate, just transfer Ah Zeng to my side." The fox's tail will be exposed one day.
The confidant took the order and went out, and Mr. Shen put the investigation materials on the table.
These days, Ah Zeng was given leave to recuperate in his room. "Knock knock knock—"
Ah Zeng stood in front of the room and opened the door. Seeing the person coming, he said, "Butler."
"Well, how's your health?"
"Much better."
The housekeeper exchanged a few pleasantries and said, "Tomorrow you will follow Mr. Shen and keep him safe."
"I understand." After the housekeeper left, A Zeng closed the door and did not come out for the whole afternoon.
At night, A Zeng changed into night clothes, avoided the security system, sneaked into the underground warehouse, and came to the treasure house.
The invisible wristband was placed in front of the door for scanning, and the door opened automatically. A Zeng pulled open the thousand-pound protective door, glanced around, and walked in quietly.
This warehouse contained everything, including calligraphy and paintings, antiques, machinery and equipment, seeds, cloth, and even munitions. He had a purpose for collecting these things, and Ah Zeng found the "inverted gold dish" he was looking for and attached a micro-tracker to it.
After quietly restoring everything to its original state, A Zeng was about to leave when he heard the sound of a door opening. He dodged and hid.
It was Mr. Shen who came in. He surveyed the treasure house alone, then walked over to the safe, opened it, and put something inside. Ah Zeng's body blocked his view, so he couldn't see clearly. After Mr. Shen put it away, he closed the safe and left.
Ah Zeng waited for him to go far away. He came to the safe and looked in the direction he left. After a long while, Ah Zeng confirmed that he was far away and left the place directly.
The next morning, A Zeng waited for Mr. Shen to go out early. Mr. Shen looked at him meaningfully and got into the car.
The destination arrived at an abandoned dock, and a huge ship slowly approached and stopped at the shore.
Mr. Shen's men were talking to the people on the boat, and when they came back they whispered a few words in his ear.
The confidant shouted, "Load the ship! Hurry up!"
Mr. Shen's men all took action, lifting up huge sheets of plastic sheeting, revealing the goods hidden underneath.
They loaded the cargo onto the boat, and Mr. Shen watched.
Outside the shot of the charging long-range gun, the gunman was watching the scene from the roof of a distant bungalow. The camera locked on Mr. Shen and aimed at his head.
A bullet shot silently at him. A Zeng looked up into the air and pushed Mr. Shen away.
A bullet hole appeared on the ground, and the impact caused the bullet to bounce high into the air after hitting the ground.
Everyone drew their guns, and another hail of bullets erupted. The thugs surrounded Mr. Shen, giving him tight protection.
"Bang!" A gunshot came from nowhere and shot a thug in the head, and he fell to the ground instantly.
A group of people rushed into the dock, all of them were fierce, and the two sides started fighting.
The thugs protected Mr. Shen while knocking down those who rushed over, and A Zeng was naturally among them.
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