The Butler turned in a circle and then walked back.
A Baleful Star was not the same as an ordinary member of the Security Bureau; they had to be treated with the highest level of protocol.
After all, one of the only two Sequence 3 transcendents known to the Great Wei was their leader!
Indeed, the Baleful Stars had only one supreme leader: the Director of the Security Headquarters, Huang Quan!
“You two are actually with the Baleful Stars? Oh, look at me—my mind has been a bit of a mess these past couple of days. Please forgive my earlier impropriety.”
Jade Dog waved it off. “Your impropriety isn't important; information is. Is everything you said about the masked man true?”
The Butler nodded with a solemn expression. “I swear, everything I said is true.”
Red Fox gently twitched her nose twice before asking, “Mr. Butler, were the traces of the battle preserved?”
The Butler shook his head.
“The battle that night was intense, to the point where the walls were smashed. We restored everything the very next day.”
“After all, the Lyu family is a prominent clan in Huangshan City. If we didn't even repair our walls, people would start to gossip.”
Red Fox nodded, understanding the other party's reasoning.
“Do you have time to tell us in detail exactly what happened that night?”
“Of course.”
...
The Lyu estate.
Second floor.
“Fourth Bro, is it really safe to act now? Those people outside are targeting our family. If we go out, we might get caught.”
“What the hell are you afraid of? Everyone in Huangshan City knows our relationship with that bastard Old Second.”
“Besides, he rarely leaves the house. If we don't strike now, when will we ever find such a good opportunity?”
Hearing this, the old man on the sofa still looked frightened. “Fourth Bro, maybe... maybe we should just forget it.”
“Forget it? Old Fifth, what did we agree on before?”
“That bastard Lyu Guangzong only gives us thirty thousand in pocket money a month, and we have to go to the company’s finance department in person to collect it. What does he think we are? Beggars?”
“Don’t you forget who it was that got our children killed back then! And don't forget why we both became sterile!”
Old Fourth gritted his teeth as he spoke, looking as if he wanted to devour Lyu Xiaofeng’s flesh and blood.
At the mention of their children, Old Fifth shuddered and clenched his fists tightly.
“That... that's all in the past.”
“It is not over!!!”
Old Fourth stood up abruptly, his eyes bloodshot. “I can't forget the way my son was still calling for his father before he died!”
“I can't forget the way the doctor told me I’d never be able to have children again for the rest of my life!”
“What does he think we are? Pets? Even pets get sterilized!”
“Old Fifth, haven't you had enough of living under someone else's roof and being treated like a dog?”
“Fine, I won't force you.”
“I'll carry out the plan myself. You just pretend you don't know anything.”
“Fourth Bro, that's not what I meant.”
“Then what do you mean?”
“I mean, isn't it too rushed to act now?”
“Rushed or not, we have to move. This is our last chance!”
Old Fourth’s expression was as solemn as if he were heading to a battlefield. Old Fifth took a deep breath and gave a firm nod.
“Then let's take the gamble!”
Only then did Old Fourth press the ring on his hand, causing a faint circle of light to dissipate.
The solemn expression on Old Fourth’s face quickly shifted into one of debauchery.
“Hahaha, she was so young, tsk tsk tsk. It’s a pity things have been a bit dangerous these past two days, otherwise I wouldn't have planned on coming back.”
“Yeah, it’s just that our eldest nephew gives us too little. Thirty thousand a month—once you buy clothes, there’s not even enough left for drinks. I’ll go ask him in a couple of days if he can bump it up a bit.”
“Good!”
They had been using a transcendent item for soundproofing while they spoke.
They hadn't forgotten that there was still a Demigod in the house.
They had known just how sharp a Demigod's ears were for decades.
...
Three days later.
Huangshan City.
A car rental shop.
Yin Yang’s gaze swept across the room before landing on a middle-aged man wearing a red baseball cap.
The man was dangling a cigarette from his mouth, intently watching a live boxing match.
Yin Yang stepped forward and lightly tapped on the desk.
“Huang Bingyang?”
Huang Bingyang glanced up at Yin Yang before looking back down at the match.
“The rats sent you? One thousand for a getaway, twenty-five hundred for a fake ID, fifteen hundred to rent a car to show off.”
Clap.
Yin Yang directly slapped two gold notes onto the desk.
Under the refracted sunlight, the golden light was almost dazzling.
Huang Bingyang snatched up the gold notes with lightning speed. After just a couple of glances, his expression toward Yin Yang changed completely.
“Hehehe, sir, what can I do for you?”
“I was sent by Mr. Lyu. Mr. Lyu said you should prepare the truck, and I’ll handle the rest. Understand?”
Huang Bingyang nodded repeatedly.
According to the original plan, he was supposed to prepare the truck and act as the driver for a payment of ten thousand.
Now, not only did he not have to drive, but his pay had doubled. How could he not be happy?
As for the sudden change in plans, Huang Bingyang wasn't surprised. The Lyu family was a major clan; even if Old Fourth and Old Fifth were disliked within the family, they were still big shots in his eyes.
It was perfectly normal for such big shots to use their own people when conducting business.
As for why they didn't use their own vehicles and came to his rental shop instead, that was even simpler.
What major family would just keep a truck lying around at home for no reason?
“I trust you know what should and shouldn't be said.”
“I know, I know.”
“Give me the keys.”
“Yes, yes! It’s that one right by the entrance. You can just drive it away.”
Yin Yang gave him a long look before taking the keys and leaving.
Huang Bingyang turned off the TV and kissed the two gold notes.
“Hehehe, twenty thousand... that’s enough for me to live it up for a while~”
...
Half an hour later.
The Lyu family's back gate.
“Why did you only arrive now?”
A guard ran over nervously. After looking left and right to ensure no one was watching, he let Yin Yang drive the truck up to the Lyu family's building.
“Stay right here and don't move! In a moment, you will hear nothing and see nothing. Understand?”
“Understood!”
‘Huang Bingyang’ in the driver's seat wore a red baseball cap and waved his hand to indicate he understood.
The guard looked around again and tossed a walkie-talkie to ‘Huang Bingyang’.
“Keep this. When I tell you to drive, head for the back gate. Everything else has nothing to do with you.”
“Yes.”
Seeing ‘Huang Bingyang’ being so cooperative, the guard left.
‘Huang Bingyang’ in the truck smiled, a slight curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.
He could sense his own mark; the oil painting was also quite excited, clearly sensing him as well.
Yin Yang closed his eyes and attempted to communicate once more.
“Someone will be coming to move some things soon. I need you to secretly place something into the items they are moving.”
“It is an item with a dense transcendent aura.”
...
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