Chapter Eighty-Three: A Narrow Escape

  In the VIP room of the entertainment club, Yue Yang narrowed his eyes and quietly watched as Yan Huiying was pushed away.

  The door is closed.

  A young man lit a cigarette and took two deep puffs before saying with a cold smile:

  "Brother Yue, Yan Huiying has ended up like this, I think it's his own fault. He usually puts on a pretentious act, with a gentle and harmless appearance, but in reality, he is ruthless and cunning, cold-blooded and unfeeling. People like him can't have real brothers, that's why he's now begging us for help. I think we don't need to bother with him at all."

  Yue Yang weighed the gift box in his hand and said lightly, "It's just finding someone, it's not a difficult task for us. Moreover, this gift he sent is hard to buy even with money."

  Sun Guangxin, the name of the young man who spoke up earlier.

  He asked with a hint of surprise: "What is the Zhù Qì Dān? Can it really increase the true energy inside a martial artist's body several times in a short period?"

  Yue Yang slowly nodded and said, "I've also heard of this Dan medicine by chance. It can indeed increase the true energy inside a martial artist's body several times in a short period of time. Hmph... there's something wrong with this Yan Huiying!"

  Another young man, Liu Fan, suddenly said: "Brother Yue, he indeed has a problem. The fact that we are ancient martial artists is something that outsiders can't possibly know. This Yan Huiying brought the stabilizing pill to seek help, it's clear that he knows our identities as ancient martial artists. It can be confirmed that he secretly investigated us."

  Yue Yang said: "This is why I said he had a problem. Liu Fan, you send someone to secretly monitor him for me, and we must figure out how he discovered our secret."

  "No problem."

  "Ding ding ding......"

  The brand new Apple 5S phone on the coffee table suddenly lit up, accompanied by beautiful music, making everyone in the private room speechless.

  Yue Yang picked up his phone and looked at the name displayed on the screen before answering it.

  "Dad, are you looking for me?"

  "Go home immediately, something big has happened."

  Yue Yang's heart skipped a beat, and his body suddenly jumped up from the sofa.

  If something big happens at home, it must be Grandpa's physical condition. Now, everyone in their family is actually worried.

  They were very clear about one thing: if Grandfather passed away, the former glory of the Yue family would no longer exist, unless Second Master or Third Master made further progress. Otherwise, the Yue family could only decline to a second-rate family in Beijing. And under the current situation, it was too difficult for Second Master and Third Master to make further progress.

  "You all go ahead with your business, I have an urgent matter to attend to at home."

  Yue Yang rushed towards the door while saying in a low voice.

  The other four young men in the private room were suddenly at a loss, and it wasn't until Yue Yang disappeared into the private room that they all stood up one after another.

  "It's probably something happened to Grandpa Yue." Sun Guangxin said with a bitter smile.

  The other three nodded one after another, they thought that only this possibility could make Yue Yang so anxious.

  Liu Fan sighed and said, "If Grandfather Yue really is gone, I'm afraid the good days of the Yue family will come to an end. Next, a new round of political struggle will likely erupt. Our four families are closely tied to the Yue family, if they encounter problems, our lives won't be easy either."

  Sun Guangxin said, "I hope Grandpa Yue can live a little longer and let us prepare more fully. Alright, let's go! Family matters are not something we can discuss now, so let's not worry about these issues."

  Late at night.

  Yue Yang hastily returned home, and as soon as he entered the door, he sensed that something was off today. Seeing Situ Wenwen walking out from the innermost courtyard, he hurriedly went up to ask:

  "Cousin sister, you're here too? What's going on? Is grandpa okay?"

  Situ Wenjuan said: "My grandfather is fine, tomorrow morning, we will take my grandfather to Jingshan City for medical treatment."

  Yue Yang's face hesitated for a moment, and then he became angry: "Can Grandpa still afford to be messed around now? Go to Jingnan City for medical treatment? Grandpa is already in the late stage of lung cancer. Who can cure him? Isn't this just nonsense?"

  "Who can cure it? You'll know when you get to Jinan City," said Situ Wen calmly.

  Half an hour later.

  Yue Yang, who had already lost hope for his grandfather's illness, felt a glimmer of expectation again because after inquiring, he finally found out that there was a young man in Jingnan City who could cure cancer. Even if it was the middle stage of Grandpa Fang's liver cancer, after one treatment by this young man, the disease would be reduced to the early stage of liver cancer.

  In the dim courtyard.

  Yue Yang's fingers were pinched between his cigarette, letting the smoke swirl around him, shrouding his face, but he didn't notice. Now, the biggest worry is Grandpa's illness, if that person can really cure Grandpa, then the crisis facing the Yue family will be resolved, and those enemies lurking behind the scenes, eyeing the Yue family covetously, will probably not dare to make a move again.

  "What's on your mind?"

  Yue Xuefeng walked up to Yue Yang's side and calmly asked.

  Yue Yang said: "Dad, I've been thinking, what kind of person can cure late-stage cancer? From my understanding, not to mention our country, even in countries with the most advanced medical technology like the US and UK, they are all helpless when it comes to late-stage cancer."

  Yue Xuefeng smiled faintly and said, "In the vast world, there's nothing strange that doesn't exist. Maybe there really is a sage outside this world who can cure your grandfather's illness. Do you still remember that scene 15 years ago on Mount Kunlun when we father and son saw it? Until now, I'm sure that the woman floating like an immortal was not an illusion, but a real existence."

  Yue Yang suddenly thought of the scene he saw fifteen years ago.

  Although it was only a few seconds, he also firmly believed that the white-robed woman who walked in mid-air with incredible speed, as fast as lightning, absolutely existed.

  It's just that!

  In this world, there are some fields they can't get involved in, and have no way to glimpse the true face of that world.

  "Dad, if that person can really cure Grandpa, no matter what he asks for, our family will agree." Yake said seriously.

  Yue Xuefeng nodded and said, "That's right, if your grandfather could live a few more years, we would be able to operate for a few more years. Once your second uncle takes over, our Yue family will be able to rest easy."

  After a brief silence.

  Yue Xuefeng said again, "Yue Yang, you are already 24 years old. Since retiring from the army, you have not done anything serious and decent. Now that our Yue family is facing an unprecedented crisis, you should also think about whether to engage in politics or take the path of business."

  Yue Yang said, "Forget about politics, several of my elder brothers are doing well, and our Yue family doesn't need me. Let's do business! Once Grandfather's affairs are settled, I'll wrap up the small businesses I'm currently running and go find Aunt."

  "Your path, you choose. But remember, you must get stronger, have the heart of a strong person, step by step forward, and improve with each step."

  "Yes!"

  In the early morning of Jingnan City, a fine drizzle suddenly started falling. The scorching heat of recent days seemed to be washed away by this gentle rain, bringing a subtle coolness that refreshed the spirit.

  Zhang Yi held a embroidered umbrella and walked quietly along the street, heading in the direction of the school.

  He didn't like rainy days, especially this kind of drizzle. This weather made him think of the scene a few months ago, thinking of his loved one, and the naked betrayal for money and material things.

  I was originally penniless, but why can't I give myself more time?

  Born into a poor family is not one's fault, as one has no choice. However, I once told her that I would work hard, learn a trade well, and when I have saved up enough money, I will open my own car repair shop.

  Road!

  Take it one step at a time!

  Good life!

  Rely on hard work and diligent hands to strive.

  "If I had possessed the capital I have now back then, perhaps she wouldn't have left me?"

  The moment this thought emerged, he fiercely shook his head and shook her appearance out of his mind.

  Because of the fine drizzle, there were not many pedestrians on the road. Occasionally, when someone brushed past him, it would not affect Zhang Yi, who had already stopped in his tracks.

  At the crossroads hundreds of meters behind him, three black Audi sedans slowly drove over.

  In the Audi sedan in the middle, a middle-aged American woman with a languid expression sat quietly in the back seat, holding a snow-white Persian cat in her arms.

  Suddenly!

  Nianhong felt a bit dull in her heart, and she looked at the young woman in the passenger seat and said lightly: "Xiaoli, let others go back to the hotel first, we'll stop by the roadside and take a walk together."

  A young woman turned her head to glance at the neon lights, pulled out her phone and dialed a number. After saying a few words, she quickly got off the car when it stopped by the roadside. With one hand holding an umbrella open, she came to the rear door of the car and opened it.

  "Boss, there's a coffee shop up ahead, why don't you go sit down for a bit?"

  Nianhong's gaze fell on Zhang Yi's back tens of meters ahead, and his feet, which had just taken a few steps, suddenly stopped.

  A familiar figure made her heart skip a beat.

  She never dreamed that after twenty years, she could still see such a familiar figure. This figure was so similar to him back then?

  "What's wrong, boss?"

  A young woman holding an umbrella had a curious expression on her face and asked in a soft voice.

  Nianhong woke up from her daze, put away the hidden heartache and said gloomily:

  "Nothing, let's go!"

  Soon, Nianhong brushed past Zhang Yi's side with a complicated expression, and she didn't turn her head to take another look at Zhang Yi's appearance, because just that familiar back figure had already pained her heart.

  Really?!

  If she turns her head and takes a glance, even just one glance, she will find that what's familiar is not only the figure in the distance, but also the face that looks six or seven parts similar.