After issuing the tasks, Huangfu Zhen turned and left.
In the meeting room, only the three Sea Lords were left, and Lang Songbai said to Xiong Kun.
"Sea Lord Xiong, I hope that you and I can cooperate sincerely and overcome our formidable enemies during tonight’s action."
"Naturally, I will do my utmost." Xiong Kun said righteously.
Lang Songbai smiled and then also departed.
Xiong Kun and Sheng Lianhua exchanged a glance, said nothing, and each left on their own.
This high-level meeting within the Four Seas Gang was like a stone thrown onto a calm lake, ripples gradually spreading.
By the time Chen Xiao’Er received the news, it was already late.
Because no attendants were used for this meeting, the information channels he usually relied upon failed.
However, having grown up in a den of ruffians since childhood, he keenly sensed something was amiss.
Especially when the followers under Qingjing Sea and Celestial Cyan Sea started moving in large numbers, he realized something significant was about to happen.
By the time he found out the specific target of the action, it was already late in the evening, and many people who dined early had even begun their dinner.
Panicked, Chen Xiao’Er didn’t care about exposing himself and changed into different clothes to quietly head to Guangde Square.
Having established a good cooperative relationship with Zhao Ya through previous collaborations, he knew Zhao Ya’s exact address.
Upon entering Guangde Square, he immediately sensed something was off.
Although the street was still bustling with people, there were many prying eyes in some nooks and crannies.
Chen Xiao’Er was very familiar with this, knowing it was the Four Seas Gang setting up a precautionary measure.
Thus, he didn’t dare to deliver the message to Zhao Ya’s house directly, as it would undoubtedly expose him.
He pretended to be a passerby, walking past Zhao Ya’s house before circling around to the back alley.
Finding a rock, he wrapped his prepared note around it, ready to throw it into Zhao Ya’s backyard.
Just then, a voice came from behind him.
"What are you doing?"
Chen Xiao’Er turned around to see a tall man looking at him, with another man beside him holding a folding fan.
The men in front of him were indeed Wang Tiancheng and Xu Niannian.
After accepting Zhao Ya’s commission, Wang Tiancheng was not at all complacent and immediately chose a secluded place near Zhao Ya’s home, where he could survey the entire area.
Feeling somewhat isolated, Wang Tiancheng also called Xu Niannian over.
So when they saw Chen Xiao’Er preparing to throw something, they immediately stepped out to stop him.
With quick wit, Chen Xiao’Er explained his relationship with Zhao Ya in just a few words.
And upon hearing that the Four Seas Gang was planning to deal with Zhao Ya tonight, Xu Niannian couldn’t help but snicker.
"No wonder there are so many unfamiliar faces on the streets; it’s those bastards from the Four Seas Gang."
Wang Tiancheng said, "You’ve done well to come here, but you don’t need to worry about this matter anymore. Leave the rest to us."
"Understood!"
Upon learning of Wang Tiancheng and Xu Niannian’s identities, Chen Xiao’Er was very excited, clasped his fists in salute, and quietly left.
Xu Niannian sighed, "This Chen Xiao’Er, an ordinary person, dared to risk great danger to deliver a message. Indeed, the city is not lacking in righteous men."
Wang Tiancheng chuckled, "Chen Xiao’Er is quite good, but I think Junior Brother Xu, you’re not bad either. After all, this matter didn’t originally concern you, yet after hearing the news, you rushed over immediately. Truly admirable."
"Haha, there’s no need for such politeness between us brothers. I just think Junior Brother Zhao is extraordinarily talented, and his future prospects are boundless. So it’s good to build a good relationship early on." Xu Niannian said with ease.
Wang Tiancheng nodded in agreement, for what Xu Niannian said was indeed true.
Even he and the Golden Saber Institute shared the same thoughts.
He looked up at the sky, seeing it was overcast with clouds obscuring the stars and the moon, and remarked solemnly, "Looks like it’s going to rain!"
"Yes, it’s going to rain. Tonight might be quite thrilling." Xu Niannian said faintly.
Meanwhile, in a different corner of Yan Capital City, another person was also watching the weather.
This person was as robust as a mountain, yet their hands were as white and supple as a woman’s, with two almost full-moon shaped marks near the base of the thumbs.
"So you think the one who rescued the remnants of the Medicine Saint Shrine, Mo Qi, is likely this Zhao Ya?" the person said coldly.
"Yes, I was initially merely suspicious, but today, Sea Lord Xiong’s words reminded me. I found that in terms of timing and other aspects, this Zhao Ya matches the Yaksha Masked Man the most." Lang Songbai replied respectfully.
If someone saw Lang Songbai’s demeanor now, they’d surely be very surprised.
Because as a Sea Lord of the Four Seas Gang, Lang Songbai was highly ranked and powerful, yet when facing this person, he was unprecedentedly respectful.
Only Lang Songbai understood how terrifying the man before him, as immovable as a mountain, truly was.
This fact was evident from the nearly full-moon marks on the man’s hands.
In Bright Moon Valley, Beyond the World, the marks on one’s hands would change based on their strength.
The strongest would naturally have a full moon, which was reserved for figures like the Valley Master and elders, who rarely appeared.
Although this man’s marks weren’t full, they were nearly so.
In fact, Lang Songbai always felt that the oppressive feeling this man gave him far surpassed that of Big Master Huangfu Zhen.
Thus, he was very likely a genuine martial artist in the Meridian Opening Realm.
With this thought, Lang Songbai’s attitude grew even more deferential.
In his view, the Meridian Opening Realm was the dividing line between immortals and mortals.
Only by crossing that step could one shed their mortal coil and enter the Martial Saint Realm.
Although such a goal was still distant for Lang Songbai, it didn’t stop him from feeling passionately inspired.
He had previously been ordered by Big Master Huangfu Zhen to capture Mo Qi, but the mission failed at the last moment.
This matter was subsequently left unattended.
Unexpectedly, a few days earlier, someone from Bright Moon Valley came from far and wide.
The purpose was to capture Mo Qi and bring him back.
When this man arrived, he did not go through the Profound Sun Sect or Four Seas Gang but contacted Lang Songbai directly.
This was also to avoid attracting the attention and hostility of the three sects, two institutes, and one villa in Yan Capital City.
Therefore, currently, only Lang Songbai knew the true identity of this man in Yan Capital City.
After hearing Lang Songbai’s words, Jin Cunyue looked up and said calmly, "Very well, as long as there’s a lead, that’s good. You act tonight and try to capture him. If you can’t, I’ll take action."
"Understood!"
Lang Songbai understood that Jin Cunyue could not act casually. After all, a Meridian Opening Realm expert suddenly displaying such power in Yan Capital City would inevitably attract the attention of the three sects, two institutes, and one villa, and could cause unnecessary trouble.
After Lang Songbai left, Jin Cunyue gently squeezed his white and supple hands, a trace of disdain in his eyes.
If it weren’t for the fact that the capturing of Mo Qi shouldn’t be overly conspicuous, would he even need Lang Songbai or the Four Seas Gang?
With just one hand, he could sweep away most of the so-called experts in Yan Capital City.
After all, he had grown up in the land Beyond the World, a true Meridian Opening practitioner.
He was far beyond comparison with those so-called experts nurtured in a greenhouse.
At that moment, the sound of rain outside the window grew louder, and Jin Cunyue gently clasped his hands.
Pop!
With a sound of air being compressed into a pop, Jin Cunyue vanished without a trace.
Meanwhile, Mo Qi was frowning as he looked out the window.
The wet and cool wind blowing on his face couldn’t suppress the unease and restlessness in Mo Qi’s heart.
"Master, what’s wrong? Is there something wrong with Young Hero Zhao’s advancement?"
"No, it’s just that I’ve felt uneasy, as if something is going to happen," Mo Qi said with a frown.
Rao Mingyue didn’t know how to console him, so she just brought him a cup of water.
"Master, perhaps it’s because you stayed up all night and are too tired. Please have some water and then get some rest. I can keep watch for now."
"Alright, I’ll go lie down."
Last night, to ensure Zhao Ya’s safety, Mo Qi didn’t close his eyes all night.
Having just recovered from serious injuries, he indeed felt a bit fatigued.
Estimating that Zhao Ya’s current seclusion would last at least two or three days, he knew he couldn’t hold out without sleep, so he decided it was best to rest now.
After drinking the cup of water, Mo Qi turned to leave, but suddenly noticed Zhao Ya, who was meditating on a cushion, start to tremble slightly, with a change in his complexion.