Otherwise, she wouldn’t even know how she died.
“Buckle your seatbelt.”
Wei Zhengxuan smiled, seemingly not even noticing Xu Anyuan.
Ye Shaohua ignored the two of them as well and fastened her seatbelt.
Seeing Ye Shaohua, who used to listen to his every word, acting like a completely different person, Xu Anyuan frowned. Watching Wei Zhengxuan’s car drive off, he shook his head. “I warned her. If she doesn’t listen and something happens later, Grandfather can’t blame me.”
After saying this, he drove off to take Murong Qiyue to her destination.
Back with Ye Shaohua.
Wei Zhengxuan gave her a profound look. “I didn’t expect you to be such an excellent oil painter. Miss Ye, may I ask you something? What did you do before?”
“I like to travel around,” Ye Shaohua said, leaning back in her seat. A look of nostalgia flickered in her eyes as she heard his question.
And also take on missions here and there, occasionally kidnap a few people, or accept bounties.
What she was describing, of course, wasn’t what the original owner of this world did, but rather her experiences from previous worlds.
Wei Zhengxuan had no reason to doubt her. “It’s good to get away and clear your head.”
Seeing his misunderstanding, Ye Shaohua didn’t bother to explain.
**
Meanwhile, Xu Anyuan dropped Murong Qiyue off at her destination. He wasn’t qualified to participate in such matters.
He could only watch her retreating figure. Unexpectedly, he received a call from Yimao, a member of his team. “Anyuan, do you know Ye Shaohua?”
Hearing Ye Shaohua’s name, Xu Anyuan frowned reflexively. “…Why?”
The last thing he wanted was for the Dragon Group to know about his relationship with Ye Shaohua. After all, she was an ordinary person… he didn’t want to be ridiculed by his teammates.
“There’s a bit of an issue. Do you know her well?” Yimao on the other end of the line became serious.
Xu Anyuan knew Yimao was in charge of intelligence. Even if he didn’t say anything, he couldn’t hide it from him anyway.
After hanging up, Yimao took a deep breath and stared blankly at Yun Mu. “Boss, this Miss Ye… she’s really… terrifying! And Xu Anyuan doesn’t have a clue!”
According to the information they had gathered, Ye Shaohua was undoubtedly an psychic, and moreover, one with strength above the special-class level.
Yikuai also sighed. “Don’t mention Xu Anyuan, even I was fooled by her that day at the scene. A master of this caliber marrying Xu Anyuan… it’s really unbelievable just thinking about it. And did you hear Xu Anyuan’s tone? He sounds extremely disdainful of his ex-wife. Boss, let’s trick her into joining our Dragon Group. This way, Group B won’t be able to brag about that little prodigy Murong Qiyue all day long. I’ve been sick of it.”
While Yimao was on the phone with Xu Anyuan, Yun Mu had been standing nearby, smoking with his head down.
Hearing Yikuai’s suggestion, he stubbed out his cigarette and tossed it into the trash can. “Handle this as you see fit.”
His voice was quite cold.
Yikuai was stunned. He turned to look at Yimao. “Yimao, what’s up with the boss? He seems unhappy?”
Yimao shook his head. “No idea. Don’t try to guess the boss’s thoughts. Let’s call Wei Zhengxuan first. Number One seems to be near Boss Qiu’s territory. None of the people under Boss Qiu are pushovers. If a fight breaks out, many ordinary people might get caught in the crossfire. We need to hurry.”
Hearing this, Yikuai’s expression also turned serious.
He immediately sent the coordinates to Wei Zhengxuan as an urgent alert.
Wei Zhengxuan received the message while he was driving Ye Shaohua home.
“Are you still at your friend’s place?” When Wei Zhengxuan saw the coordinates, his face grew grave. He could tell Ye Shaohua valued that friend of hers a great deal.
Ye Shaohua sat up straight. “What’s wrong?”
“Number One has escaped,” Wei Zhengxuan explained briefly. “Number One is an psychic criminal we’ve held for three years. He’s so cunning that he was always kept in Group B. No one in Group B dared to escort him to the international authorities for fear he’d escape en route. Unexpectedly, he still broke out after three years.”
As he explained, he turned the car towards the address.
Ye Shaohua frowned.
Then she saw a familiar figure up ahead.
Her pupils contracted. “Stop the car!”
Even if she hadn’t said anything, Wei Zhengxuan was already planning to stop.
“Wei Zhengxuan, why did you bring an ordinary person here?” Murong Qiyue frowned upon seeing Ye Shaohua get out of the car.
Beside Murong Qiyue stood a handsome man in a black tracksuit. His gaze swept over Ye Shaohua indifferently—not out of disdain, but simply because he didn’t care about such an ordinary individual at all.
This was the formidable Boss Qiu they all feared, the one who controlled the scattered psychic in Yuncheng.
“You arrived just in time. According to what your boss just said, let’s set up the formation directly and capture Number One,” Boss Qiu said calmly, then looked down at Murong Qiyue, his gaze seemingly softening slightly. “Qiyue, can you manage?”
“Yes, I can hold on,” Murong Qiyue nodded.
“Let’s begin…”
“Wait,” Wei Zhengxuan interrupted Boss Qiu, pointing at Xu Tianjiao and several other ordinary people whom Number One was holding hostage. “What about these ordinary people?”
“They can die if they die.” Murong Qiyue, accustomed to life and death in the cultivation world, didn’t care at all. “They’re just ordinary people.”
Just then, the two ordinary people standing near Boss Qiu pointed at Ye Shaohua, their eyes wide with shock.
Neither Murong Qiyue nor Boss Qiu noticed them.
They began to set up the formation.
But before they could start, a fair-skinned hand stopped them. Boss Qiu looked up to see a cold, expressionless face. “Sacrificing ordinary people on a whim… I didn’t expect you psychic to be so useless.”
