Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
It was clear that the letter showed the details of an assassination attempt.
Someone was going to assassinate Huangpu Xuanye that night.
Huo Yunshen knew about Darnell as he had fought with him once. Darnell was the best of the most famous assassination syndicate in the world, the Dark Night.
Darnell had once been hired by the Dark Zone to assassinate Huo Yunshen, but he failed, and Huo Yunshen got away.
Darnell was kind of a weird person, as he never made another attempt if his first try was a failure.
That was why Darnell never came for Huo Yunshen again.
But it was different this time. The hit was ordered on a teenage boy who was lying in the hospital. It would be a walk in the park for Darnell.
“Who sent this? Why is the person telling us this? Is it real?”
Jing Xi was curious as to who had sent them the details of the assassination.
“It doesn’t matter if its real or not. We have to contact Qingyu right away!”
“Okay!”
Huo Yunshen rushed back out without even changing his shoes.
When he left in his car, he ran into Su Wanqin and Mo Yutian.
Both of them stopped when they noticed his car.
Huo Yunshen parked right next to them and rolled down his window.
“Mom,” Huo Yunshen greeted.
“Yunshen, where are you going?”
“I have something to attend to.”
Huo Yunshen looked at Mo Yutian, who was standing behind Su Wanqin, and Mo Yutian averted his eyes, staring into the sky like a little kid.
“I was thinking of bringing Xiao’er to your place since the weather is so good…is that okay with you?” Su Wanqin asked, knowing that her older son did not like his brother a lot.
“Jing Xi and Ying Bao are both at home. Help me take care of them,” Huo Yunshen said.
“Okay, leave them to me.”
Huo Yunshen looked at Mo Yutian one more time before he left.
Huo Yunshen had already placed a few extra bodyguards around his wife and daughter to prevent them from getting hurt.
“Come on, Xiao’er, let’s go find your niece. She must be waiting for you,” Su Wanqin said as she took Mo Yutian’s hand.
And as Su Wanqin had expected, Ying Bao ran up to Mo Yutian when they arrived.
“Uncle Dragonbeard! Hug me!”
Ying Bao smiled as she opened her arms, waiting for Mo Yutian to hug her.
Mo Yutian looked at the little girl in front of him. He wanted to hug her, but because of the wound on his arm, he couldn’t do so.
Just as he was pondering what to do, Jing Xi came out from her house and saw her daughter being close with Mo Yutian. It made her feel uncomfortable.
But she knew to let it go because Mo Yutian had already gone back to being Long Xiao, and his mind was only as developed as a child.
“Ying Bao, stop asking for hugs. You’re not a child anymore,” Jing Xi said.
The truth was, Jing Xi hoped that Ying Bao would not get too close to Mo Yutian.
Ying Bao turned to look at her mother and frowned.
“Mommy, even though I have the brain of an adult, I’m still a five-year-old kid,” Ying Bao argued.
“I know, but…”
Before Jing Xi could even say anything, Mo Yutian knelt down and signaled for Ying Bao to get on his shoulder.