64: Chapter 64: The Woman in White 64: Chapter 64: The Woman in White “I’m sorry, Mr.
Xiao, please go ahead,” Mo Sihai spoke, and Xiao Yifeng ran out immediately, disappearing without a trace in an instant.
At this moment, on a certain floor of the Century Hotel corridor, three masked men in black appeared, carrying a black bundle.
Suddenly, a group of Mo Family Guards rushed out and blocked the trio.
Sharp knives appeared in the hands of the three masked men, who engaged in combat with the Mo Family Guards.
Amidst a flurry of blades and blood, these well-trained Mo Family Guards all fell to the ground within the blink of an eye, each with a blood line across their throats.
“You think you can steal and just leave?”
A cold shout arose as Mo Shaocong, accompanied by several Mo Family experts, rushed over and charged at the three men.
Mo Shaocong emitted a powerful aura, his hands moving like lightning, clearly possessing extraordinary martial skills.
His companions, all first-rate experts, combined their attacks.
Under this onslaught, the three masked men were forced to retreat continuously, without any advantage.
Suddenly, Mo Shaocong’s body swayed, and he sent out a punch that struck one of the masked men, sending him flying on impact.
The remaining two’s eyes narrowed as their sharp knives lunged at Mo Shaocong, who retreated with a tip of his toes towards the back.
Immediately after, one of the two gestured towards the man with the bundle, then rushed towards Mo Shaocong and his group, while the bundle carrier jumped out from a window at the side.
A sound of spitting blood echoed as Mo Shaocong kicked the masked man, sending him flying away.
The other Mo Family experts charged forward and captured him, but the man shockingly bit his own tongue and committed suicide.
Mo Shaocong’s gaze flickered.
After jumping out the window, the bundle-carrying masked man inserted his sharp knife into the hard wall, causing sparks to scatter.
The knife remarkably carved a deep cut into the tough wall, and the man landed on the ground of one floor below, then immediately blasted off towards the distance.
Meanwhile, a masked woman in white silently appeared behind this masked man and followed him.
After some time, the masked man emerged in a quiet, dim alleyway, where a man in a suit was waiting.
The masked man arrived and handed the bundle he carried to the suited man, who whispered in his ear and then they parted ways, disappearing into the alley.
After they vanished, the figure of the masked woman in white emerged in the dim alley.
Just as she was about to leave, she frowned and said, “Come out!”
Three seconds passed with no one appearing.
The woman in white swung her hand, and a slender soft sword shot out from her grasp.
After a dull noise, a deep sword mark was left on the wall of the alley, and a figure staggered out, revealing himself to be Xiao Yifeng.
At this moment, Xiao Yifeng had a bitter smile on his lips, thinking to himself how strong this woman’s perception was to have detected his presence.
However, recalling the face he had seen through his special vision, he couldn’t help but smile at the thought; interesting…
The woman in white turned around and, upon seeing Xiao Yifeng, her exposed pupils narrowed, flashing a hint of cold sharpness.
Without a second word, the masked woman in white moved gracefully, her figure as captivating as a startled swan; in the blink of an eye, she appeared before Xiao Yifeng.
Her flexible sword, like a silver snake flicking its tongue, shot towards him with forceful energy and fierce Sword Qi!
Xiao Yifeng’s lips still wore a faint smile, “Beauty, starting a fight without a word is hardly ladylike.”
As he spoke, Xiao Yifeng stepped in a strange pattern, narrowly avoiding the figure of his opponent.
The opponent’s flexible sword waved continuously, soft like a snake at times, fierce like a tiger at others, with unpredictable attacks and immense power that ordinary people found it impossible to fully evade such fierce assaults.
However, Xiao Yifeng, under the relentless barrage of sword shadows, seemed to be strolling in the courtyard, dodging them all with ease.
She hadn’t touched his body with her sword at all, while he himself was moving in an incomprehensibly profound manner, which allowed him to completely avoid her attacks.
“Beauty, aren’t you tired of fighting ?
A gentleman does not battle with a lady; I won’t accompany you to play tonight.
Bye-bye,” Xiao Yifeng said with a roguish laugh, turned around, and with a leap, vanished from the alley in an instant.
Watching his departing figure, the masked white-cloaked woman’s gaze deepened, flickering with strange light.
At the Century Hotel, when Xiao Yifeng nonchalantly returned to the hall, Ye Yaxin approached him.
“You took so long just to use the restroom, I thought you’d fallen in,” she said.
“Wife, if I fell into the toilet, you’d have to come to save me, right?” Xiao Yifeng joked.
Ye Yaxin’s expression turned cold: “Xiao Yifeng, I’m giving you face tonight.
Later, you’re not allowed to call me ‘wife’ again, or you will be immediately…”
“Gone from your sight, right?
You’ve said that hundreds of times.
I’ve memorized it all; no need to remind me again.
Women should be more gentle; otherwise, cold like you, who else would have eyes for you, besides me?” Xiao Yifeng retorted with a curl of his lips.
“That’s none of your business,” Ye Yaxin glanced at Xiao Yifeng and looked away.
“Ladies and gentlemen, I’m sorry for the slight mishap today that alarmed everyone.
Sihai here would like to apologize to you all.
Now everyone can go back at ease,” Mo Sihai addressed the people in the hall again, his face wearing a trace of apology.
Subsequently, the various dignitaries and celebrities began to disperse, and Xiao Yifeng followed Ye Yaxin out.
At that moment, the Mo Shuqian sisters happened to pass by, and Xiao Yifeng gave them a mischievously charming smile as he saw the twin sisters.
Mo Shumei looked at Xiao Yifeng with an enchanting expression, whereas Mo Shuqian’s brows were lightly furrowed, and her face was somewhat cold.
Stepping out of the hotel, Ye Yaxin glanced at Xiao Yifeng and said, “Do you know the Mo Shuqian sisters?”
“I’ve met the younger sister a couple of times, but the older sister I only just met,” Xiao Yifeng replied honestly.
“I don’t care what kind of relationship you have with them, but you’d better remember your current status.
You are my fiancé, Ye Yaxin, and I don’t want to hear one day that my fiancé has some special relationship with other women.”
“That would greatly affect both me and the entire Ye Corporation.
I hope you remember that.
Of course, if you want to find another woman, you can talk to my grandfather about canceling this marriage arrangement.
Then I won’t interfere with you,” she said with an indifferent expression on her face as she swept her eyes over Xiao Yifeng.