Chapter 1279 - 1281: Failed Again_1
She thought to herself, "One day, when I find the mastermind behind this, I’ll make sure they don’t leave this world alive."
In a certain small residence, a handsome man inexplicably felt a chill spreading throughout his body. His already sinister face became even more foreboding, striking terror into those standing in front of him, making them feel as though their lives could be snatched away at any moment. And indeed, that was the case.
"Another failure." He swept the dishes and cups from the table, sending fragments scattering across the floor. "You bunch of waste, last time you were discovered before you even made a move, and it was by luck that you knew to commit suicide without leaking any of my information. And now you’ve failed again, so many of you surrounding one person and still you can’t succeed."
"Master, Ye Zi’an was injured!"
What use is an injury to me? I want him captured, not merely wounded," the man growled through clenched teeth, taking a step forward. "Such a trivial matter, and yet you consistently fail. What use do I have for you?"
As he spoke, the grip on his subordinate’s throat tightened, ever-increasing until the person in his hands stopped breathing.
"Utter waste!"
"Master, why don’t we infiltrate the Ye Residence and kidnap Ye Zi’an’s two sons?" another person garbed in black suggested, not even glancing at his dead accomplice on the ground.
Before the master could agree, a report came from outside, "Master, the county yamen are here to search the place."
"Hmmph, let’s leave first."
With that, the group scaled the wall and departed. By the time Ye Er and his men arrived, they were met with nothing but an old gatekeeper.
After searching the premises and finding nothing amiss, the group left.
Meanwhile, at the base of the back mountain of Linshan Temple, the handsome man who had just been in the small residence appeared here.
"Let’s not abduct anyone for now. Have someone sneak into the Ye Residence and see if ’that thing’ is actually there," he ordered.
"Shouldn’t it be there if the Luo Family’s Old Master said it is?" a subordinate responded.
"That stupid old fool, an idiot. He can’t be sure of anything; he simply wants to use us to confirm it for him," the man replied with a sneer, then added, "Hmmph, regardless of whether it’s there or not, we’ll scout it out first. As for the other matters, they can wait. What the old fool mentioned is most crucial."
His original goal was merely those crossbows and bolts; he had never imagined they would not belong to the Yang Family, nor did he expect that the Ye Family might possess other valuable items. Given these circumstances, he might as well change his strategy.
"Yes, I will see to it immediately," the subordinate affirmed.
"Additionally, it’s time for the Fancy Red Pavilion in Mianyang to open its doors."
"Yes!"
Hmph, they want to investigate my Fancy Red Pavilion? I will place it right under their noses and see what they can find. A bunch of fools, thinking they can compete with me?"
From just a few sentences, one could tell that this man was excessively arrogant, yet undeniably clever in his deep concealment.
At least from the case of the Fancy Red Pavilion, no one had managed to uncover him.
At the moment, Yang Chuxia was unaware that everything from Shen Qiu to Ms. Hong to the flame tokens and even Ye Zi’an’s injury, was all connected to this man.
"As you command, I understand," the subordinate replied.
Ten days later, a previously deserted estate suddenly buzzed with activity, with the bright red letters of the Fancy Red Pavilion glaringly conspicuous.
The crackling fireworks attracted many onlookers.
And even more people went inside to take a look.
"You’re saying that a Fancy Red Pavilion has opened in Mianyang County?" Yang Chuxia asked, her eyes widening as she questioned Ye Yi.
"Yes!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Chuxia pinched her chin, her brows deeply furrowed, "It seems like we’ve overlooked something."