Chapter 39: Arrangements from All Sides

Chapter 039: Arrangements on All Sides

“Boss, that Ye Feng doesn’t have any real background. He’s just a retired soldier. I have no idea how he ended up as Miss Huang’s bodyguard, but he’s certainly skilled,” the middle-aged man said, his voice tinged with guilt. He remembered how he’d made promises in front of his boss, and now he had failed to deliver.

“Oh? Seems this kid has some ability after all.” The man fell silent, lost in thought. If he targeted the boy’s family, it might serve as a threat, but acting personally would arouse suspicion. Better to stick to the plan. “Forget about that kid for now—just follow through with the plan. No matter how tough he is, he can’t stand against our numbers.”

“Yes, yes, boss, you’re absolutely right.” The middle-aged man showered him with flattery, knowing his position was coveted by many, especially now that his abilities were under scrutiny.

After ending the call, the man closed his eyes, sinking into contemplation. Success or failure would be decided tomorrow—yes, tomorrow he would seize control of the Justice Sect and become its master. The entire You County would be his. Damn it, once that happened, he’d finally get his hands on Huang Wei, that pure and enchanting beauty. Just watching her walk by always stirred an uncontrollable impulse within him—he wanted nothing more than to take her right then and there.

“Ye Feng, is your arm all right?” Huang Wei asked with concern as she finished wrapping his wound. In truth, she had no idea how to do a proper bandage; Ye Feng had guided her through it, and even then the bandage was barely passable.

“It’s nothing, don’t worry,” he replied with a laugh. “Do I look like someone fragile to you? I’m a tough guy, you know. But what about you—were you scared?”

Huang Wei, so endearingly stubborn, puffed herself up. “Of course not! Do you know who I am? I’m the eldest daughter of the Huang family. If I ever find out who’s behind this, I’ll tear them to pieces!” Her bravado rang hollow, but she refused to show weakness in front of Ye Feng.

“Tsk, tsk. Sure, you can,” Ye Feng teased. He saw right through her; from the first moment, he’d understood her soft heart. Now, thinking of how Huang Tianba had died and left her with the burden of the gang, he couldn’t help but feel sorry for her.

Suddenly, Ye Feng’s phone rang. He glanced at the screen—it was Ma Long. “Hey, Dragon, where are you now?”

“Brother Feng, we’ve arrived in You County. Where exactly do you need us? Any instructions?” Ma Long’s voice was full of excitement. The thought of following Ye Feng into a real fight made his blood boil. He didn’t know why, but he firmly believed Ye Feng would lead them to greatness.

“Good. Bring the brothers over to the Justice Sect and keep an eye on everyone there. You’ve all brought your equipment, right?” Ye Feng had spent a hundred thousand yuan to buy gear for his men—tools for surveillance and reconnaissance. They’d be invaluable tonight.

“Everything’s in place,” Ma Long said, brimming with confidence. Back in the army, nothing thrilled him more than handling this kind of equipment, and now, thanks to Ye Feng, he had the best of it in his hands again.

“All right, get started. Gather all the evidence you can—we’ll need it for tomorrow. Words alone aren’t enough. And tell the brothers to be ready. I suspect there’ll be a fierce fight ahead,” Ye Feng said, unwilling to deceive his men.

“Don’t worry, Brother Feng, we’re no cowards!” Ma Long replied, his voice bold and hearty.

“Ye Feng, are you sure this is the right way?” Huang Wei’s anxiety lingered. She kept thinking about asking her third uncle and the others for help, but Ye Feng insisted they couldn’t be trusted—not with suspicions hanging over everyone.

“Don’t worry, Miss Huang. Everything is going exactly as I’ve planned. There’s nothing to fear,” Ye Feng whispered in her ear. As he spoke, a charming smile spread across Huang Wei’s lips. She hadn’t expected him to be so resourceful, and she had to admit, his plan was impressive.

But then she realized something odd—Ye Feng’s breath was warm against her earlobe, a spot she was particularly sensitive to. Suddenly, a tingling shiver swept through her, leaving her cheeks flushed.

“What’s wrong?” Ye Feng asked, noticing the slight tremor in her body. His plan was flawless, so what was there to worry about? As he leaned in, he couldn’t help but notice, through her neckline, a glimpse of black lace—today, Huang Wei wore black with delicate trim. The striking contrast made her fair skin even more dazzling—a truly tempting sight.

In the main hall of Vermillion Bird Hall, Chen Hao sat deep in thought. Tonight’s events seemed closely tied to his elder brother’s murder. Thank heavens Ye Feng was by Miss Huang’s side—otherwise, how could he ever face his brother? Just thinking of Ye Feng filled Chen Hao with relief; that kid really was something.

“Chunlin, come in for a moment,” Chen Hao called out. A burly man quickly strode into the room. “What do you need, Hall Master?”

“Are all preparations in order? We can’t afford any mistakes this time. Protect Miss Huang and my brother’s coffin at all costs, or I’ll never be able to face my brother again,” Chen Hao said mournfully, guilt gnawing at him for not having arrived in time to save his brother.

“Don’t worry, Chief. Everything’s set, nothing will go wrong,” Hu Chunlin replied, a subtle, sinister smile tugging at his lips.

“Good. Let the brothers know—if we succeed, everyone gets a thousand as a reward.” Money isn’t everything, but without it, nothing gets done. Especially now, when loyalty must be bought as much as earned.

“No need for thanks, Chief. This is our duty. The old master was good to us—without him, we wouldn’t be where we are today,” Hu Chunlin said solemnly, his face the picture of earnestness. Chen Hao nodded in approval.