In the middle of Xiangcheng City, an ancient manor stood there proudly, covering an unbelievably huge area. There was a plaque hanging above the 3-meter tall bronze gates saying "Nangong Clan." Judging from the handwriting, the writer must be a dominating man.
It was said that the two letters were written by Nangong Feiying, the founder of Nangong Clan. He was a general of the previous dynasty, reaching the highest rank with brilliant achievements in war.
In a study of Nangong Clan
Nangong Yuntian, the current head of Nangong Clan, stared at the man in black kneeling in the front, and said in a cold tone, "I'm so disappointed. After so many days, you told me you failed to catch her?"
The man lowered his head and explained with the utmost care, "Master, please forgive me. Bloody Rose is one of the ten Silver Killers in the Dark World. She is a tough woman to handle. She did something to the young master's car and escaped to Xinghai City. Xinghai City has come under Huangpu Clan's sphere of influence for many years. You know, we are at daggers drawn with Huangpu Clan. I was unable to catch Bloody Rose in Xinghai City, otherwise Huangpu Clan might seek revenge."
"These are merely excuses!" Nangong Yuntian roared with anger.
"Master, I may have a solution," the man said, gritting his teeth.
"Name it!"
"From what I've been told, Bloody Rose has betrayed the Dark World and has been wanted. What about we tell the Dark World that Bloody Rose is in the Xinghai City? The Dark World will send killers to eliminate her for sure."
"NO! My son is still in a coma. I swear I will kill this bitch with my own hands!" Nangong Yuntian's face convulsed when it came to his son.
After a short pause, the man had another idea. "Master, we can place our order to the Dark World and ask them to catch Bloody Rose. The only problem is that they will charge a large amount of money."
"Bah! Do you think I lack money?" Nangong Yuntian snorted and demanded, "Place the order now. No matter how much money it will cost, you must take the bitch back!"
"Yes, Master!" The man withdrew after making a salute to him.
At the café
Song Yan came to Su Mei'er's office after work. She was said and dejected. He couldn't help but ask, "Sister Mei'er, is something bothering you?"
"Curiosity kills the cat!" she said coldly as she handed him a bundle of money.
After taking the money, he felt something wrong as the money was at least 10 thousand yuan. "Sister Mei'er, why did you give me so much money?" he asked anxiously.
"I'm going to shut the café, and I'm making it up for you," she said in a low voice.
"What?" he cried, shocked. "But the business is great!"
"Just stop asking!" She waved her hand impatiently and said, "You don't need to come tomorrow. The café will be closed then."
He took two 100-yuan notes from the bundle and put the rest back on the table. "Sister Mei'er, thank you for hiring me all these days. I've made enough money to pay for my tuition. I think you might need money. Sister Mei'er, if there's anything I can help, please feel free to tell me."
He made a bow before he turned around and walked out of the office.
"Wait!" She stopped him.
"Is there anything else?" he asked in confusion.
"I'd like to invite you to a midnight snack. Will you come?"
"Why not?" he flashed a row of teeth.