"Are you sure you’re not mistaken? Not to mention the power of your family, with just your own strength, would he dare to pursue you openly?" Zhang Xiaohao asked dubiously.
"Sigh! Every family has its own difficult scripture! This Dai Zefei is the son of a daughter who married out from the second branch, and although this family lacks everything else, they do have lots of money! Even compared with our Murong Family, just in terms of money, honestly, we don’t necessarily have more than them," Murong Yu Yan explained.
"What! So, he’s your cousin?" Zhang Xiaohao exclaimed.
A pair of wicked eyes roamed over Murong Yu Yan’s body.
Murong Yu Yan wore a pink miniskirt, her slender jade legs were paired with flesh-colored stockings and beige high heels.
Her explosive temperament, along with her considerable assets, were perfectly displayed.
"Hey! What are you looking at?" Murong Yu Yan said, annoyed.
"Looking at you!" Zhang Xiaohao replied honestly.
"Giggle! You’re much more interesting than that guy just now," Murong Yu Yan chuckled.
"Of course!" Zhang Xiaohao said proudly.
"Sigh! A father’s order is hard to defy! Although he’s my cousin, who can argue when his family has money? Relations between the first branch and the second branch were never good! Always struggling covertly and overtly for the Family Head position, my father had no choice but to push me forward," Murong Yu Yan said dejectedly.
Being born into a powerful family might look glamorous and dominant.
But in reality, there are many restrictions, just marriage. When it comes to family interests, personal interests mean nothing.
"What era are we in that this is still popular? Won’t you oppose the marriage? Or run away? Just find a place where no one goes, hide there for three to five years. If you’re more ruthless, find a man who looks pleasing and turn the raw rice into cooked rice. I don’t believe they would still force you if you show up with a teenager," Zhang Xiaohao said.
Murong Yu Yan gave Zhang Xiaohao a deep look, and said nothing, her thoughts unknown.
"Hey! What are you thinking? I warn you, I’m a married man, I won’t elope with you, so you better drop that thought!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"You still owe me a favor," Murong Yu Yan murmured.
"Are you trying to use that to make me run away with you?" Zhang Xiaohao exaggeratedly asked.
"Enough! What do you want from me?" Murong Yu Yan suddenly changed the topic.
Upon mentioning serious matters, Zhang Xiaohao’s face turned serious.
"I’ve got a batch of gold, are you interested?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"Is it for the Bai Xue Company?" Murong Yu Yan asked.
"Looks matter is also known to you," Zhang Xiaohao said with a helpless shrug.
"Something so big happened at Bai Xue Company, how could I possibly not know? I really envy Cheng Tianxue for having a husband who loves and cherishes her like you do," Murong Yu Yan said.
"Can we not digress? Just give me a straight answer, do you want the batch of gold?" Zhang Xiaohao said impatiently.
"How much is there roughly?" Murong Yu Yan asked.
"About ten thousand gold," Zhang Xiaohao pondered and then said.
"That much? You didn’t rob a major power, did you?" Murong Yu Yan exclaimed.
"Do you always have so many questions, or can you give me a straight answer?" Zhang Xiaohao rolled his eyes.
"I’ll take the batch of gold, but you have to agree to one thing," Murong Yu Yan said.
"If it’s too much trouble, forget it," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"I want you to accompany me to an underground auction tonight!" Murong Yu Yan said.
"An underground auction? What is that?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"It’s specifically for cultivators! Various treasures will be auctioned, even Earth-rank techniques and skills can appear," Murong Yu Yan explained.
"At the auction, what do they use for trading?" Zhang Xiaohao asked again.
"Spirit Stones! Or barter. Of course, you can also trade with elixirs. Usually, people rarely trade with elixirs, even the lowest Yellow-grade Lower Grade Pills, because there are so few alchemists," Murong Yu Yan explained.
"What time does it start tonight?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
He was already tempted. Even if he couldn’t find any treasures, it would be good to broaden his horizons.
"Ten o’clock tonight! If you agree, we’ll meet on the outskirts of the Hundred Thousand Mountains," Murong Yu Yan said.
"Okay! I agree," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"One hour later, in the small southern forest of the city, I’ll be waiting for you there. Cash on delivery," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Okay," Murong Yu Yan replied.
With the matter resolved, Zhang Xiaohao stood up and walked toward the exit.
When he reached the door, Zhang Xiaohao stopped again.
"By the way, I broke some tables and chairs outside, please compensate for them when you leave," Zhang Xiaohao said.
he dashed out with a swift step.
Just as Zhang Xiaohao reached the door, his head hurt as he bumped into something soft.
"Ah! Can’t you watch where you’re going?" a red-haired woman exclaimed, sitting on the ground and rubbing her chest.
"Ah! It’s you!" Zhang Xiaohao exclaimed in surprise.
This woman was none other than the one Zhang Xiaohao had previously seen using his Soul Power.
She was in the restroom, urinating.
Zhang Xiaohao’s gaze instinctively moved downward, trying to see through her clothes and scrutinize her.
"Ah! You jerk, what are you staring at?" the red-haired woman shouted indignantly.
"I’m really sorry! I accidentally bumped into you; are you okay?" Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.
"Hmph! What do you think?" the red-haired woman said coldly.
"How about I massage it for you?" Zhang Xiaohao offered.
"Keep dreaming!" the red-haired woman retorted.
After saying that, she stood up and walked back to her private room.
"Who is she? Does she know Murong Yu Yan?" Zhang Xiaohao wondered suspiciously.
he didn’t dwell on it further and continued outside.
Once out of the city area, he quickly headed toward the southern city forest using the Twelve Heavenly Steps.
The red-haired woman stormed in furiously.
"Sister Hong, what’s wrong? Who made you angry?" Murong Yu Yan asked, puzzled.
"Hmph! It’s that guy just now; he bumped into me, and it hurt my chest," Sister Hong said coldly. The source of thɪs content is 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾·𝗇𝖾𝗍
"Are you talking about Zhang Xiaohao? But why would he bump into you for no reason?" Murong Yu Yan asked.
"You ask me, how should I know? Hey! Yu Yan, do you know him? What did he want from you?" Sister Hong inquired.
"He has a batch of gold, about ten thousand gold in total. Sister Hong, please arrange for someone to go with us to pick it up later," Murong Yu Yan instructed.
"Hmm," Sister Hong nodded.
She turned and walked outside, a cold gleam flashing briefly in her eyes as she left the private room.