The Supreme Wild Young Master
Chapter 450: People from Nangong Family_1

Chapter 450: Chapter 450: People from Nangong Family_1

Han Xiangyu was tempted to smack Zhang Xian because of his flippant attitude.

However, she held back. Those who could infiltrate Skynet couldn’t be underestimated, and Zhang Xian’s skills must be pretty formidable. At least, his speed seemed frightening from what was shown previously.

She glanced at Zhang Xian and asked, "Hey, Zhang Xian, do you want to continue acting all smug, or do you want to hear the rest?"

"Oh right, almost forgot the main point."

Zhang Xian put his smile away and asked, "Any news about Skynet? What have you found?"

"Don’t get your hopes up, after all, you asked me to investigate an assassin organization. If it were easily discovered, how could it remain an assassin organization?"

Han Xiangyu saw Zhang Xian’s eager gaze and quickly clarified, "This organization is extremely secretive. They mostly communicate via encrypted email. Face-to-face conversations seem to only be among the high-level. With such subtle operations, I could only find out that Skynet’s headquarters is located in South Korea."

"Only found out about the headquarters?"

Zhang Xian’s mouth twitched unnaturally, "So you mean the head of this organization is a South Korean?"

"Not exactly..."

Han Xiangyu clarified, "The head of this organization is from the West, but the headquarters is in South Korea. Who said that if the headquarters is in South Korea, the organization must be South Korean?"

"Alright!"

Zhang Xian forced a grim smile, "Even though you didn’t find anything useful, I still have to thank you for your help. I really appreciate it! "

"You’d better thank me! You have no idea how long it took me to find out!"

Han Xiangyu laughed, "Also, don’t underestimate the value of finding the headquarters. At least now you know where their base is. If you are lucky enough to catch a few informants there, you can trace it back to the head of Skynet and catch him, right?"

"Uh..."

Zhang Xian smacked his forehead, "Lady, can you simplify that a bit?"

"Alright, I’ll simplify it."

Han Xiangyu smiled, "Ok, I’ve said everything I should. I have other things to do, so I won’t be chatting here."

"Goodbye..."

Zhang Xian gave a small smile and went back to Mo Shaoyun and the girls.

Seeing the girls all crossing their arms and giving him an unfriendly stare, he rubbed his nose and asked, "Why are you all looking at me like that again? You wouldn’t think I have something going on with her, do you?"

"Do you?" Mo Shaoyun asked.

Zhang Xian laughed then stepped forward, grabbing Mo Shaoyun’s hand, "How could that be? I’ve just met her for the first time, it’s not at all what you think."

"Oh..."

Li Peichi chuckled cryptically, "So you’ve only just met her this once, there won’t be anything, is that your point? Does that mean something could happen later?"

"Uh..."

Zhang Xian frowned at Li Peichi, "Little Sister Peici, if you don’t speak, nobody will think you’re mute!"

"See! You’re panicking." Said Li Peichi.

The expression on Mo Shaoyun’s face got more unsettled. It felt as if there was really something going on between Zhang Xian and Han Xiangyu. She also agreed with what Li Peichi had said.

This guy, no matter how you look at it, seems like he’s into the so-called Han Xiangyu.

There’s no way, such a beautiful woman in front. There’s not many men who wouldn’t be tempted. Moreover, Zhang Xian is a notorious womanizer, isn’t he?

"Honey, don’t listen to her nonsense."

Zhang Xian winked at Mo Shaoyun, "I have been behaving myself recently, haven’t you noticed?"

"I hope you can behave yourself all the time." Mo Shaoyun said coldly.

Zhang Xian chuckled, "Rest assured, I might not have many virtues but I am honest, very down-to-earth, a really nice guy, truly!"

"Uh..."

Mo Shaoyun gave him a disdainful look.

After shooting a glance at Zhang Xian, Nangong Wu, Xiao Nan, and Li Peichi turned their heads at the same time, pretending as if they didn’t hear him.

"Seriously?"

Zhang Xian protested, "What’s with those expressions? Don’t you believe me?"

"Let’s go! Let’s go back."

Mo Shaoyun turned around and walked towards the Cadillac parked not far away.

Nangong Wu, Li Peichi, and Xiao Nan also turned around at the same time to keep up with Mo Shaoyun’s pace, ignoring Zhang Xian with clear intention.

"Sigh..."

Zhang Xian sighed and hurried to catch up.

...

They had promised to take the day off. In the afternoon, Mo Shaoyun, Xiao Nan, Li Peichi, and Nangong Wu didn’t go to work but sat in the living room, watching TV and laughing.

While watching TV alone at home might not be fun, having company and watching something interesting is quite enjoyable.

The only unhappy one was Zhang Xian.

He couldn’t help but feel out of place since his interests didn’t match with the girls. Even with company, he didn’t find it interesting.

"Ding dong..."

Suddenly, a doorbell rang.

Nangong Wu was taken aback, got up and ran to the door, opening it.

As soon as she saw the people outside, the smile on her face suddenly disappeared, replaced by shock.

The ones standing outside were none other than Nangong Wenhuo and two young men who were about twenty-four or five.

"You look so alike."

Nangong Wenhuo looked at Nangong Wu, then sighed after being taken aback: "You must be Little Dream, right? You’re exactly like your mother used to be, even your bearing is somewhat similar."

"You...."

Nangong Wu forced herself to remain calm, and asked, "Could it be that you have mistaken me for someone else? I am a Nangong, but I am not someone named Little Dream, my name is Nangong Wu."

"Aren’t you going to invite me in?" Nangong Wenhuo asked with a smile.

Nangong Wu was reluctant, but her body seemed to move involuntarily to the side, making a path.

"Are you Nangong Dream?"

A young man smirked coldly, "No wonder you’re still alive, and look just like your mother used to. If it weren’t for someone telling us and happening to run into you, I would have thought I was seeing a ghost!"

"You...." Nangong Wu’s face turned ashen.

These two young men were also members of the Nangong family. One was named Nangong Luo, the son of his second uncle. The other was named Nangong Hai, his elder uncle’s son.

Back then, these two had never passed up a chance to ostracize her, even though they were not much older then. Influenced by their parents, they bullied her as a matter of course, even going so far as to physically abuse her.

Having not seen them for many years, they still had the same faces and the same arrogance.

"What are you talking about?"

Nangong Wenhuo turned his head, staring at Nangong Luo coldly, "Is this how you treat your siblings from the same family?"

"What’s wrong with what I said?"

Nangong Luo was unapologetic, "If that demon of a woman hadn’t refused to hand over the secret manual back then, would our Nangong family have to resort to open strife and veiled rivalry with other families now?"

"Nangong Luo, keep your mouth shut." Nangong Wenhuo shouted angrily.

Nangong Luo seemed unhappy. But after all, his uncle was still his uncle, he didn’t dare to be too brash. In terms of power, he wasn’t nearly a match for Nangong Wenhuo.

Nangong Hai stood aside quietly, saying nothing. However, his gaze towards Nangong Wu was filled with contempt and hatred.

Back then, Ji Yan, who was Nangong Wu’s mother, was extremely powerful. Before she was even thirty, she could already be described as invincible in the mortal world, a terrifying genius. It was for this reason that their Nangong family coveted the secret manual in her possession and wanted her to hand it over to enhance the overall strength of the Nangong family and thereby surpass other families, becoming the top family.

However, because Ji Yan tenaciously refused, they failed to execute their plan, leaving them seething with rage.

"My mother is not a demon." Nangong Wu argued

Initially, she did not want to acknowledge her lineage, but when she heard Nangong Luo call her mother a demon, she couldn’t help her anger, tossing caution to the wind.

As a part of an ancient martial arts family, for Nangong Wu to act as she did back then was utterly despicable by anyone’s standards. As the offspring of the victim, she didn’t even criticize the Nangong family, but these people still had the audacity to insult her?

Despite her young age, she knew quite a lot about the goings-on. Her mother, back then, had practiced an evil form of martial arts. Knowing her father had made her prepared to mend her ways.

Because the secret manual contained evil arts, her mother was reluctant to hand it over. Did this justify their actions?

Beyond anything else, she had a single question; On what basis did the Nangong family demand her mother to hand over the secret manual? Why did her mother have to give the manual to the Nangong family? Did they think they were someone extraordinary?

"Tch...."

Nangong Luo sneered, looked away, and acted like he didn’t want to have anything to do with Nangong Wu.

"Little Dream, let’s go inside first!"

After Nangong Wenhuo sighed, he stepped into the villa.

When he got to the living room and saw that there were quite a few people sitting on the sofa, he first paused, then laughed, "You all must be Little Dream’s friends, right? My name is Nangong Wenhuo. I’m Little Dream’s third uncle."

"Little Dream?"

Mo Shaoyun furrowed his brows and asked, "Are you talking about Nangong Wu?"

"That..... That was my previous name." Nangong Wu knew she couldn’t hide her identity any more, so she did not deliberately conceal it anymore.

Zhang Xian looked at Nangong Wenhuo, saying nothing, but there was an inexplicable chill in his eyes.

"Uh...."

When Nangong Luo and Nangong Hai walked into the villa, their eyes suddenly lit up, and they immediately fixated their gaze on Mo Shaoyun. The woman in front of them was incredibly beautiful!

The beauty, the figure, the demeanour, everything about her was impeccable.

Seeing the two young men who arrived with Nangong Wenhuo staring straight at her, Mo Shaoyun’s already frosted expression became even colder.

Without a doubt, at many times, she was a woman with a strong aura. When she really let it all out, some men would probably be intimated by her imposing aura.

Gao Longfei and his friends were a little afraid of Mo Shaoyun’s aura in the past.

"What a beautiful woman."

Nangong Hai and Nangong Luo were once again amazed after feeling Mo Shaoyun’s powerful aura.

Generally speaking, frosty women sometimes make men more conquerable. And a frosty yet strong woman? That was undoubtedly the cream of the crop!

"Seen enough?"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded.