The fellow was somewhat flustered, and really wanted to give himself a slap in the face. Isnt this just asking for trouble with his loose tongue? It seems he can only go out for a trip now. He told the boss that he was going to the toilet, quickly took off his apron and ran out, and in a not-too-distant corner, Xiao Yang beckoned him over.

  The shop assistant cried with a sad face and said: "Sir, Im just a small shopkeeper, I dont know anything."

  "Cut the nonsense, Im not here to harm you. Im a merchant who came to Zhangjiakou to make a living and want to pay my respects to Chairman Yu. Id like to learn more about his preferences and affairs, so that when the time comes, I can cater to his tastes. If what you say is useful, then this 10 yuan note is yours."

  The fellows eyes lit up - he couldnt even make this much money in a month, and hastily said: "Sir, please ask, Ill tell you everything I know."

  "Who was that woman who just went in? You were staring at her so intently!" Mu Yang started with the simplest question, this was a questioning technique, opening up the conversation, making it easier to ask more questions later.

  If it were daytime, Mu Yang would be able to see that now his companions faces are all flushed with shame.

  The fellow muttered: "Lin Daiyu is the most popular girl in Zhangjiakou City, the head of Chunyulou, and after Yu Daren became the chairman, he often called Lin Daiyu to accompany him at night, and she would only return the next day."

  Mu Yang thought to himself, "So shes actually a top-notch brothel sister. And it seems that Yu Pinqing is also an old lecher."

  "When is he usually at home and where does he often go?"

  "The chairman usually works in the autonomous government and sometimes goes to Guihua to stay for a while. He seemed to have just returned the day before yesterday, and its estimated that he will be staying in Zhangjiakou for some time. This is his first time calling Miss Lin Dai since his return," said the shop assistant.

  "Do Japanese people usually come here?" asked Mu Yang.

  "Its true that Ive seen Japanese people go to his house a few times, but not many. If the Japanese have something going on, theyll also call him over." The buddy thinks that the Japanese are much more formidable than Pin Kui.

  Muyang asked some more questions about Yu Pingqings habits, and finally gave the 10 yuan to his partner, who returned to the restaurant with great enthusiasm.

  Muyang got the intelligence he wanted and confirmed that Yu Ping was indeed at home, then returned to the hotel.

  "Brother Mu, you must be tired. Heres some hot water, go wash up." Xia Kejun considerately poured water from a copper basin for Mu Yang, and after checking the temperature, handed it over to him.

  Muyang stretched out his hand to take over the copper basin: "Dont bother, Ill do it myself."

  "Its okay, first wash your face, then Ill get you some hot water to soak your feet, and it will be more comfortable to sleep." Xia Kejun put the copper basin on the stool and handed a towel to Muyang.

  Muyang was indeed a bit unaccustomed to such service. A girl like Xia Kejun, 17 or 18 years old, in modern times, how many people knew how to serve others?

  After washing up, Muyang sat cross-legged on the kang and asked Xiaokejun: "Have you had dinner?"

  "After eating, I saw it was getting late and thought that Big Brother Mo must have eaten outside already, so I ate first."

  "By the way, I havent asked you yet, where is your uncles house? Is it also in this Zhangjiakou city?" Mu Yang asked.

  Xia Kejun shook his head, "After following my father to move here, our family has been living in the city, but our old home is no longer in the city, its in Lucheng Town, tens of miles away from Zhangjiakou, and Xias ancestral house is there."

  Muyang remembered that Xia Kejun said that the Xia family in Zhangjiakou was still quite prestigious, and it seemed that the Xia familys industry in Lucheng Town was not small. Adding to this, there were many scholars, and Xia Kejuns father was a professor, so their prestige in the local area should be considerable.

  "Do you want to go back and take a look? After weve finished our revenge, well be leaving Zhangjiakou. As for when well come back again, thats uncertain," said Mu Yang.

  "Id like to visit my parents graves and pay my respects before I leave. Can I also say goodbye to Eldest Uncle, Big Brother Mao?"

  "Of course, Ill go with you then."

  The sky is already late, and the moon has declined in the west.

  "Lets go to sleep," said Mu Yang.

  As soon as Mu Yang finished speaking, Xia Kejun blushed and lowered her head, her fingers intertwined together, with a red glow spreading across her cheeks.

  "Mu Ge, Im going to sleep in the west wing." Xia Kejun said softly.

  "Ah, forget it, the west wing is too cold, Ill just go to the west wing instead." Mu Yang thought to himself that after all, he and Xia Ke Jun hadnt reached the stage of living together in the same house yet, and Xia Ke Jun was embarrassed but Mu Yang could understand.

  "No, no, Brother Mu has been tired all day and cant rest well. Ill go instead." Xia Kejun argued.

  "Youre a girl, sleeping in the cold room is easy to get sick. Im a man, its okay, Ill go instead." Murong said as he got out of bed, grabbed his quilt and put on his shoes directly from the kang. Before leaving, he also said: "Take care of yourself tonight, call me if anything happens."

  Arriving at the west house, this side has no kang, its obviously much colder than the east house. Muyang spread out the bedding and quickly got in, but however he tossed and turned, he couldnt sleep.

  Propping up with both hands and closing eyes to think about things in ones heart.

  In fact, if he just wanted to kill Yu Pinqing, Mu Yang had many methods at his disposal. He could choose to snipe from a distance, and with his current marksmanship, as long as Yu Pinqing appeared in his line of sight, he would definitely be able to take him down with one shot. Or he could use his transformation ability to get close to Yu Pinqing, kill him, and then escape directly, and no one would be able to stop Mu Yang.

  But Mu Yang agreed to Xia Kejun, wanting her to take matters into her own hands. Mu Yang thought that if she didnt avenge her fathers death herself, it wouldnt be meaningful. At the same time, this could also help Xia Kejun mature. After all, in the future, Mu Yang would have many things to do and couldnt bring Xia Kejun along, so Xia Kejun needed to learn to live independently for a long time. Mu Yang hoped that Xia Kejun would become stronger and be able to face problems in life.

  The next morning, after the two of them finished washing up, Mu Yang said to Xia Ke Jun: "Im planning to take action today, get your things ready, I may come to pick you up at any time, and leave Zhangjiakou directly after were done."

  Xia Kejun nodded vigorously and said "uh-huh".

  Mu Yang hailed a rickshaw on the street and headed straight out of town. In a relatively remote area, Mu Yang sent the driver away.

  After carefully observing the surroundings and confirming that no one was around, Muyang changed into his lieutenant generals uniform, changing his appearance. Then, he took out the motorcycle from space that he had seized in Bashu County and straddled it.

  With a forceful push of his right foot, he violently twisted the throttle twice with his right hand. The motorcycle engine roared to life, and with a swift gear shift by his left foot, the bike shot forward.

  It wasnt far from the city, and soon they arrived at the city gate. The motorcycle didnt slow down, but instead drove straight forward. The fake soldiers at the city gate saw that it was a Japanese military officer driving a sidecar motorcycle, and they quickly shouted loudly: "Everyone get out of the way! Dont block the Taikuns road!"

  The Japanese soldier on guard saw that it was an Imperial Lieutenant Colonel and hastily stood at attention, his feet together, body straight, and gave a standard military salute.

  Muyangs motorcycle didnt slow down at all and directly rushed past the city gate, the dust it stirred up blinded the eyes of the soldiers guarding the gate.

  Seeing Mu Yangs arrogant opening, a fake soldier licked his face and approached the Japanese soldier, asking: "Which unit is this Lieutenant General from? Do you two know?"

  One of the Japanese soldiers glared and cursed, "Get back to your post quickly, dont pry into the officers situation, this is military discipline."

  The fake soldier was scolded and had to go back on duty, secretly curling his lips and muttering: "Those Japanese devils are nothing but bastards."