Chi Yin obediently ran over to Tang Yu, gently massaging his hand as she asked, "Young Master Tang, who was that just now? How dare they recklessly try to attack you?"
In their eyes, Young Master Tang was a formidable expert who could easily suppress someone as skilled as Lin Fan. Anyone daring to challenge him must have some significant background.
"The Queen from the assassin list, you know her, right?" Tang Yu asked with a smile.
The two women nodded. Having once been part of the Dragon Soul organization, they were well-acquainted with the underworld. Besides, they themselves were excellent assassins. However, members of the Dragon Soul organization were always low-key, so their reputations weren't widely known.
"This woman is very dangerous, especially when it comes to poison. Young Master Tang, you should be careful," Ling Han warned. In terms of combat strength alone, the Queen wasn't too terrifying. It was her speed and various ingenious poisoning methods that were truly frightening. No matter how powerful an ancient martial artist was, they were still human. A bottle of paraquat could kill even a Heavenly Realm ancient martial artist.
"And once she sets her sights on a target, she never gives up. In the past, she spent six months to successfully assassinate an Earth Realm expert," Chi Yin added.
"I'll be careful. Let's head back first," Tang Yu chuckled. He was well aware of this information. His confidence stemmed from his immunity to poison. The Shitty System had provided him with some life-saving rewards that often came in handy. Moreover, Tang Yu knew her weaknesses. So rather than going for the kill, Tang Yu believed there was room for reconciliation. If he could defeat her soundly, they might even become friends, the kind who chat under the covers.
In short, conquer her! Add another teammate! It's definitely not because he has any perverse thoughts.
After driving a distance away, the Queen noticed that Tang Yu hadn't sent anyone to pursue her. This puzzled her. Who exactly was this man, worth a ten-billion bounty, who was so unpredictable? She had come to kill him, yet after he subdued her, he didn't finish her off. If he wanted to take advantage, he didn't force himself on her either. What exactly was he up to?
Her rear still sore from the spanking, she sat in the driver's seat in agony. She recalled his insane act of pulling out a stamp, which left her feelings mixed. More importantly, why did she hear that strange voice? After pondering for a moment, she couldn't figure it out and decided not to dwell on it. Since she had set her sights on him, she was determined to take his life!
According to the agreed time, Tang Yu arrived, and Yang Zhilan was already at the door with people to welcome him. "Young Master Tang, thank you for your trouble today. I've already had someone find the first piece of century-old snow ginseng. It will be delivered to your Tang Family in a day," Yang Zhilan said as she saw Tang Yu.
"Great." Hearing that the century-old snow ginseng had been found so quickly, Tang Yu was a bit pleased. He had originally planned to resolve the Yang family's issue. With Yang Zhilan proactively offering help, Tang Yu was happy to take advantage and get some good things.
Following Yang Zhilan into the Yang family, everyone was waiting, including Yang Zishi. The last time they met, things were quite unpleasant between them. But this time, upon seeing Tang Yu, Yang Zishi put on a warm smile and extended his hand to shake Tang Yu's. "Young Master Tang, thank you for coming all this way. Once my father's illness is cured, we brothers must have a few drinks together."
"Sure, sure." Tang Yu smiled, playing along with this guy's act, and gave him a heavy pat on the shoulder.
[You bastard, who wants to be brothers with you?]
[A scoundrel who can even kill his own father.]
[Speaking of which, that beast Lin Fan should have already snuck in. Who knows where he's hiding?]
[I'll settle accounts with you all later. Today, none of you will escape.]
Hearing Tang Yu's inner thoughts, Yang Zhilan's face subtly changed. Kill his own father? What did that mean? When did Lin Fan return to the Yang family? How dare he come back?
Yang Zhilan's mood instantly became anxious, but she kept a calm facade. She planned to alert the bodyguards later, instructing them to stay vigilant. This time, if Lin Fan dared to show himself, she wouldn't let him escape no matter what.
"Let's go inside. My father couldn't come to greet you due to his health, so please don't mind, Young Master Tang." Yang Zishi was exceedingly polite today. To anyone, he appeared to be a devoted son, showing great respect to the doctor for the sake of his father's speedy recovery.
"Young Master Yang, you're too kind." Tang Yu chuckled.
[Feeling guilty, aren't you?]
[Trying hard to play the role of a devoted son.]
[So that when you poison your father later, you can feel a bit better about it.]
Yang Zhilan's eyes turned icy cold, glaring at her brother. She didn't have a good relationship with him. Firstly, she had androphobia, finding all males unappealing. Secondly, she particularly disliked her brother inheriting their father's promiscuity, and he was quite foolish. But she hadn't expected her brother to harbor patricidal thoughts. Being smart, she quickly realized why her brother might have such intentions. It was likely due to their father's offhand remark about giving the family head position to whoever could cure him, which had changed his mindset.
Yang Zishi noticed his sister's gaze but didn't think much of it. Ever since she developed androphobia, she looked at everyone like that. "What's wrong, Zhilan? Is there a problem?" he asked with a smile.
"Nothing." Yang Zhilan shook her head coldly. Just hearing Tang Yu's inner thoughts wasn't enough to prove her brother's malicious intent. However, since Tang Yu mentioned settling accounts later, she just needed to assist. If her brother truly had such plans, she wouldn't let him off!
When Tang Yu entered Yang Guofeng's bedroom, Yang Guofeng was lying on the bed, his face pale and groaning softly. His complexion was sallow, and he looked pained. Seeing Tang Yu, his eyes lit up with a glimmer of hope. "Nephew Tang, you're finally here. I'll have to trouble you with my illness today."
"Uncle Yang, you're too polite. How are you feeling now?" Tang Yu asked with a smile, sitting by the bed.
"It hurts a lot, like being bitten by many little bugs. It's very uncomfortable," Yang Guofeng sighed before asking, "By the way, Nephew Tang, where's the famous doctor you brought?"