Biyao smiled at him and said, "Biyao thanks Young Master Hua in advance. However, I have no ill intentions. It is getting late, and I am afraid I cannot stay any longer. Ying'er, please see Young Master Hua out for me."
Hua Chengyu was genuinely angry that she actually asked him to leave.
He suddenly slammed his hand on the table and stood up. “Biyao, I’ve done everything for you, yet you’re so ungrateful. Do you know what the consequences are for offending me? I can shut you down tomorrow and you’ll all starve.”
Biyao simply said in a calm voice, "See the guest out."
The girl named Ying'er immediately stepped forward and waved her hand respectfully, "Young Master Hua, please."
"You! Fine, fine, fine!" Hua Chengyu gritted his teeth in anger, uttered a few words, and stormed off.
Yun Zhiyi glanced sideways as he left, a hint of interest playing on her lips.
If I hadn't known the relationship between these two, I would have been completely fooled.
Mo Yin winked at her, as if to say, 'How was it? It was interesting, wasn't it?'
Yun Zhiyi glanced at her helplessly and gave her a look that said, "Take it easy, or you'll crash."
Both of them have impressive backgrounds.
It's not about their background, but about who they work for.
Upon seeing Biyao, she immediately guessed who her spy was.
She just didn't expect that the situation behind it was more complicated than she had imagined.
This is because this person is not just a spy for one side, but for all three.
Two of the groups are still opposed, while the other group is quite unique.
The one surnamed Hua was the liaison for one of the parties. Today, the two sides were clearly exchanging information, but Mo Yin accidentally caused this whole mess.
Of course, she didn't do this just to invite her to watch the show.
Mo Yin never does anything unnecessary; she has her eye on Bi Yao and this intelligence hub, and wants to poach them.
The reason she was brought here was simply to further determine whether the other party was usable, since she had character story cards and could read the other party's background with just one glance.
She thought for a moment, then gently closed her eyes at Mo Yin, indicating that she could give it a try.
One of Biyao's allegiances is to a Jianghu (martial arts world) force called Qianyinlou.
It sounds like it's related to music, but it's actually a real intelligence organization.
If we could utilize the resources of Qianyinlou, it would save us a lot of trouble.
The negotiation between the two took only a blink of an eye.
Biyao did not notice anything unusual.
She rose gracefully, gently touching the jewels on her skirt, before walking towards the two men.
"Please excuse my poor appearance."
Mo Yin seemed a little curious, "Aren't you worried about his retaliation?"
Biyao simply smiled, "Jiangxian Pavilion has been here for many years and has quite a few connections."
Mo Yin understood immediately and nodded slightly, seemingly relieved. "That's good. But I'm the one who dragged you into this today. Would you do me the honor of having dinner with me as an apology?"
“Miss Mo, you flatter me. It’s nothing. However, I do wish to invite you both for a chat.”
As she spoke, her gaze fell upon Yun Zhiyi, her eyes, though containing a faint smile, held a hint of searching and scrutiny.
Although the woman had an ordinary appearance and simple clothes, she possessed an otherworldly air about her.
It wasn't the kind of aloofness and unapproachability that came with it, but rather a kind of self-contained world, looking down on all living beings, yet carrying a carefree and unrestrained air of being without desires or wants, which was truly strange.
Perhaps due to her professional insight and sensitivity, she always felt that this woman was hiding some secret, which aroused her curiosity.
Yun Zhiyi was naturally able to sense her inquiry and intentions.
Since both sides have their own agendas, they should simply go with the flow.
However, they arranged to visit the lake together at another time.
The two left Jiangxian Pavilion and casually found a restaurant, where they chatted while having lunch.
Yun Zhiyi explained all the content presented on the character story cards to her.
Mo Yin stroked her chin. "Qianyin Tower, huh? That sounds interesting."
Yun Zhiyi doesn't know much about this world, especially about the martial arts world, which she hasn't encountered in this world yet.
Mo Yin's knowledge input all came from her; she didn't understand it, and naturally, she didn't know it either.
However, Yun Zhiyi had been to a world dominated by martial arts before, so he gave her a general introduction to the characteristics and rules of the martial arts world, so that she could consider them carefully.
Unlike the imperial court, the martial arts world offers greater freedom of movement; one can act decisively when necessary without excessive restraint.
She adjusted Mo Yin's main system to focus on combat.
Although the inability to use firearms would reduce some of the advantages.
But with her strength, speed, fighting skills, shooting, and lock-on abilities, she's more than capable of navigating the martial arts world.
As long as you don't get unlucky enough to run into some martial arts master, your safety should be guaranteed.
If we encounter someone we can't defeat, we can always resort to firearms.
The large ones are unusable, but the small ones are still fine.
The martial arts world is a place before the advanced technology world, so Mo Yin has never been there. Now that she hears about it, she is even more interested.
"By the way, should we keep an extra eye on the King of Zhou and the King of Zhao?"
King Zhou and King Zhao were the other two factions to which Biyao served, and the man surnamed Hua was King Zhao's man.
The King of Zhou is the current emperor's younger brother, while the King of Zhao is the emperor's second son.
The uncle and nephew had a good relationship on the surface, and King Zhou even openly sided with King Zhao.
But in reality, the other side was also coveting the throne.
The previous generation's struggle for the throne in the Great Dynasty was quite harmonious. Those who were disobedient, troublemakers, or fools were basically swept away by the old emperor.
Finally, he gracefully abdicated, allowing the crown prince to ascend the throne, so the succession to the throne proceeded without much turmoil.
But things got really interesting with the current emperor.
The princes of the previous dynasty, the princes of this dynasty.
He is still in his prime and, barring any unforeseen circumstances, can remain emperor for at least another twenty years, enough time to raise his grandsons to adulthood. By then, they will likely be in complete chaos.
She only looked at Wen Wan's resume on the system, which was basically just a brief explanation, and it ended when King Qu ascended the throne and she was made empress.
It was reasonable for Prince Qu, the eldest son of the Empress, to become the Crown Prince and then ascend the throne after the death of his elder brother, Prince Cheng.
Therefore, his ascension to the throne does not mean that his other uncles, brothers, nephews and nieces have been defeated.
However, these things are no longer relevant to her.
All she wants to know now is what's going on in this world.
"No need to pay special attention, but you can keep a copy of any useful information first."
Mo Yin nodded. "Understood."
After lunch, the two strolled around for a while before driving their horse-drawn carriage, which was packed with their belongings, back to the farm.
They had only just entered the estate and hadn't gone far when the carriage was suddenly stopped by people rushing out.
Mo Yin quickly tugged on the reins, frowning as she looked at the group of people who rushed out.
The woman who rushed out first knelt down in the street and kept kowtowing.
He kept hitting it until his flesh and blood were mixed together with the mud.
"Master, master, please save my son and daughter, please, master."
The other men who rushed out nervously grabbed her arms, trying to pull her up, while bowing and apologizing to the carriage.
Yun Zhiyi lifted the carriage curtain and was somewhat surprised to see who was blocking the road.
She frowned slightly as she stepped out of the carriage.
Many people nearby heard the commotion and came out to see what was happening, their hushed conversations reaching their ears.
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