Chapter 218: Come, Let’s Strike a Deal!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
"Hey…"
Yun Yang was already moving to leave when Bai Yixue called out to him. The latter was confused - This fellow must have a reason coming in here; why is he leaving the moment he saw me? What’s going on?
"What is it?" Yun Yang looked puzzled.
What is it?
"Shouldn't I be asking you this? You came in to look for me."
Bai Yixue was thinking it, but the cloud of mystery floating in his heart was more pressing. "Yun Yang, this is very strange. I have been staying at your house. Why did… all my collected rare metals become decayed powder? What is going on?"
Yun Yang heaved a sigh of relief inwardly knowing that the fool was not suspicious of him. With that, he retorted, "Whatever do you mean? Bai Yixue, you sound suspicious. Do you mean my house has this strange effect? Your items are useless, but you’re blaming it on my home? Are you suspecting someone in my house has ill intent and has changed your collectibles?"
Bai Yixue replied in embarrassment, "They are what they are, they haven’t been changed. It’s just that they have lost their value. These treasures are no longer treasures; can you understand what I’m saying?"
Bai Yixue was rather lost with where he was going. He knew what he meant with what he had said but speaking it aloud seemed to bring another meaning to it!
Yun Yang, who knew exactly what was going on, pretended otherwise and asked, "What are you saying, Bai Yixue? Are you sure you’re speaking human language? What do you mean treasures are no longer treasures? What should I be understanding?"
Bai Yixue knew that his words were muddled; after a brief stupor, he resorted to arguing fallaciously instead. "Anyway, my things were fine until they turned into trash here. How do you explain this?"
Yun Yang snickered, knowing that Bai Yixue was just putting up a tough front. "Bai Yixue, I’ve kindly sheltered you to heal your injuries. Are you trying your luck, seeing how kind I am? See that lock? See that sword? See this saber? See this hammer? These aren’t rare metals but they’re metals are they not? Why are these perfectly fine in my house while you say yours are spoiled by taking them out in my house since you’ve kept them to yourself… Sigh, Bai Yixue, blackmailing is an art; you can’t go about it like this. You won’t be able to blackmail me for sure. Next time, think of a reason that can first deceive yourself, will you?"
Blackmail! Certainly.
Bai Yixue fumed from the embarrassment, jumping up with rage. "I’m only discussing this bizarre occurrence with you, why are you twisting it around to say I'm blackmailing you? This is slander – total slander!"
Yun Yang countered his argument, "Since you know you can’t succeed because your blackmailing tactics are simply amateur, are you changing to it to slander now? That’s some improvement! I’ll just ask you one question. Do you discuss things like these at home? Let me take a piece of soil to discuss it with others a few days later – eh? This is a thirteenth level mystical beast’s inner core, why has it become trash in your house? You have to compensate for this bizarre occurrence. What a great method! I shall grow a fortune discussing several times with others like this, an endless fortune at that too."
"I didn’t ask you to compensate me. I’m just saying that… that..." Bai Yixue was flustered.
Obviously, a certain someone had lost the last of his confidence.
Yun Yang who was already by the door retraced his steps leisurely.
"Why aren’t you leaving? Didn’t you want to leave?" Bai Yixue was both sulking and bewildered, not wanting to talk to his source of misery any longer.
"This is my house, why should I leave? On what basis are you making me leave?"
Yun Yang was righteous in his tone. "Besides, I have something left to settle with you. I wanted to leave just now because I wanted to save you some dignity seeing your distracted and lost look. Since you don’t even want your dignity, let’s go back to business; we’ll play by the rules!"
Yun Yang more or less had a guilty conscience earlier but after the argument, he was sure that the fool truly knew nothing. The guilty conscience was unwarranted.
With that, he began to argue the facts.
This actually showed that there was no limit to how low a person could be; perhaps it grew with time – at least, it was so for Yun Yang.
"Stop spewing nonsense. When did I not want… Whatever… What is it?" Bai Yixue wanted to argue but he had spoken as he did, he was not as shameless to retort blindly. He could only clean up after himself gloomily. His treasure had turned into trash inexplicably and he had to be reprimanded by a child.
"Of course it’s about you and me, what you promised to do for me is not complete yet!"
Yun Yang said seriously, "I know that it exceeds your capability doing it alone so I won’t ask for you to complete it yourself. I will get a few experts to work with you after a few days to make another attempt."
Bai Yixue was speechless.
The previous time he did it, it was already like striking a bee’s nest. He had almost gotten himself killed; now he had to go again?
"Also, I wanted to ask…" Yun Yang raised his question curiously, "Why is First Court King Qinguang hunting you?"
Bai Yixue almost jumped out of his skin. "How do you know that he wants to kill me?"
"I saw it with my own eyes," Yun Yang replied casually with a wink.
"I don’t know which m*therf*cker hired the First Court King Qinguang to kill me…" Bai Yixue was grim just thinking about it. "I’ve always been kind to people and have never offended anyone."
Yun Yang turned to leave right away.
You, an executioner who baths in blood, a killing machine who had murdered tens of thousands of people, you actually have the conscience to say you’ve been kind… You may be able to say it, but I can’t bear to listen to it.
There is no limit to the depths that a man can sink to!
"Be a bit more alert these few days, don’t expose your own presence." Yun Yang winked and said, "First Court King Qinguang will be here anytime."
Bai Yixue was stunned. "Why? What is he here for?"
"I've hired him… to kill a person for me," Yun Yang answered.
Bai Yixue felt exasperation clouding his mind, he was at a loss for words.
You wanted me to help you with a favor, then you hire the person who wants to kill me to do it with me?
Is there a hole in your brain?
Why don’t you be God if you’re so great?
…
Bai Yixue found out afterward that the bastard wasn't joking – he truly did wish to go to heaven!
The exceptionally familiar eerie aura had arrived without warning and enveloped the Residence of Yun; he even felt the eeriness begin to surround him…
First Court King Qinguang was here.
Although he was not here to kill him, Bai Yixue still felt uncomfortable with the eerie aura coalescing around him. He could only do as Yun Yang said, to stay in his room and keep any trace of his presence to himself; not only did he dare not go out of the room, he dared not even move.
He felt even angrier.
How could Yun Yang get anyone he wanted? Characters like First Court King Qinguang was not someone could simply look for just because they wanted to. How did Yun Yang do it with his inadequate capability?
…
While Bai Yixue sulked, he did not know that Fang Mofei was in Yun Yang’s residence – Great Swordsman Fang, was an assassin under First Court King Qinguang.
Perhaps it would be a difficult task for others to contact the king but it posed no problem to Yun Yang, especially when First Court King had just returned to Tiantang City since his target had not been struck down yet.
"You were looking for me?"
First Court King Qinguang arrived at the Residence of Yun with a ghastly howling wind, looking at Yun Yang with surprise.
"Why did I ask you to come if I’m looking for you?" Yun Yang felt like the fellow was stating the obvious.
"Then is there something that you wish me to do?" First Court King was still bewildered.
Why is this fellow looking for me? Why does it feel so frightening?
Yun Yang should already be immensely proud of himself for being able to frighten First Court King Qinguang,
"Would I look for you if I had nothing for you to do?"
Yun Yang thought that there must be something wrong with the fellow, thinking, "Can we stop wasting time and get down to business?"
King Qinguang was still perplexed. "I am merely the head of assassins… what business can there be between us?"
Yun Yang sighed with a lowered head, thoughts running rampant in his mind.
If you weren’t the f*cking head of assassins, I won’t even be looking for you. Finding the head of assassins is of course to kill someone… There must really be something wrong with his head.
"Of course there is an important matter that demands King Qinguang's attention. This is actually your expertise…" Yun Yang cut to the chase. "I want to strike a deal with King Qinguang."
"A deal?" King Qinguang suddenly turned attentive, actually winking as he said, "Young Master Yun wants to kill someone?"
"Exactly." Yun Yang smiled. "If it weren’t for this reason, I wouldn't dare to look for Your Highness to pass the time even if I wanted to."
"You must remember that our fee is very high." First Court King said.
"As long as there’s a price." Yun Yang beamed. "Any problem that can be solved with money is not a problem at all."
King Qinguang coughed, actually feeling awkward for having nothing to say.
"Who is the target?" He asked directly instead. "Give me a name. I’ll check and see how much it will cost you – as long as it’s someone I can deal with. I’ll knock off a fifth of the amount for sure; why I must say that I've taken a liking towards you!"
There are discounts for these kinds of things?
Take a liking? Do I need you, a ghastly man’s liking?
Yun Yang grinned saying, "Thank you for Your Highness’ partiality. Actually, my target is an old scholar in Tiantang City. I didn’t want the Concourse of the Underworld to do this but I’ve always prioritized consistency in what I do. There’s also another hidden reason that calls for such a decision."
It was a surprise that First Court King Qinguang became alert and said in a low voice, "Someone in Tiantang City? An old scholar? Tell me the target’s name."
"He Hanqing," Yun Yang spoke without mincing his words.
"He Hanqing?" King Qinguang frowned.
"Why is this name so familiar?"