Chapter 135. Assassin’s Ambush

Chapter 135. Assassin’s Ambush

After Lin Fanpai, Lin Nuo created another alias—Wu Ying Ge.

Besides that, he adjusted the scar on his face and changed his appearance; today, he was looking quite handsome.

In a place like the Black Market, a name is crucial, and Wu Ying Ge fits the bill perfectly.

In the world of martial arts, who doesn’t have a few aliases? As long as I have enough aliases, you’ll never know what my real identity is.

“Wu Ying Ge? New here, right? Where do you come from?”

“Dark Alliance.”

Lin Nuo deliberately took out the item he picked up that symbolized the Dark Alliance.

When a few people saw it, they immediately straightened their evil postures and became respectful:

“Oh! So you’re from the Dark Alliance. Come in, come in! Oh, you should’ve said so earlier!”

“You didn’t ask earlier, though.”

“Right, right, come in quickly!”

“Here’s a tip for you all; it’s all yours to split.”

Lin Nuo generously handed a bag of coins to one of the people, thinking that since he was posing as a member of the Dark Alliance, he should show a little flair. As a newcomer, he needed to leave a good impression.

The person in front of Lin Nuo took the coin bag, which had some weight to it. Looking closely, there were mostly silver coins, which was quite a fortune.

He quickly told his companions nearby: “Aren’t you going to thank Wu Ying Ge?”

“Thank you, Wu Ying Ge!”

The group echoed their thanks, leaving Lin Nuo feeling a bit odd.

He even wanted to retort, “Just go eat it!”

But considering the situation, he figured it might lead to a brawl if he said it out loud.

Lin Nuo successfully entered the meeting area, which was quite large and spacious. On the surface, it looked ordinary, with vendors selling goods normally, but the people passing through were anything but ordinary.

There were members from various dark organizations, some in groups and others coming alone, with a much stronger presence than typical Black Market traders.

Having disguised himself well, Lin Nuo at least looked like someone who belonged here.

“Excuse me, where can I find Boss Wu Feng?”

Lin Nuo asked a passerby for directions to the high-ranking black merchant named Wu Feng. He had previously communicated with some small-time traders, establishing over ten layers of connections, and obtained a letter of introduction to find Wu Feng for supplies—hopefully at a better price, or even some gifts.

In Black Market dealings, relationships and connections are extremely important. However, money can create temporary connections, and Lin Nuo used the bounty provided by the royal family and the Xuanyun Sect to build up his temporary network.

All the humiliation was for this day; the so-called path of righteousness was merely to sharpen his mind and grant him a better path toward villainy.

Although entering the meeting area of Fengyuan Town was quite challenging, he managed it smoothly. It seemed heaven wanted him to become a major villain.

“Oh, Boss Wu is just up ahead. Walk half a mile, then…”

The passerby pointed the way, and Lin Nuo proceeded with his letter of introduction to find Boss Wu Feng.

……

“Miss, how have you been lately?”

“I’m well; how about you all?”

“We’re doing well too. Miss, the Master says the situation is precarious and wants you to join him as soon as possible.”

“After I finish negotiations with the Demon Sect, I’ll go find Father.”

Mu Yiting had already met up with the Helong Hall members, and now she walked with a few higher-ranking subordinates into the meeting area of Fengyuan City, where they were to meet the representatives from the Demon Sect.

“Uncle Li, do you know who the representative from the Demon Sect will be?”

Mu Yiting asked her sidekick, Uncle Li, who had been following her father for years, well-versed in the underworld, and full of battlefield experience and knowledge.

“Miss, it is said that the Demon Sect has sent a young lady of your age named Ling Meng, the daughter of one of the minor leaders in the Demon Sect.”

“Not even sending a minor leader to meet us personally? They just send their daughter. I’m still a daughter of the Mu family’s fourth branch; it seems we’re truly being underestimated.”

Mu Yiting couldn’t help but feel emotional, realizing that powerful tigers become prey when they fall off their perch. In the past, the Demon Sect would have respected the Helong Hall; however, now that the Helong Hall has declined—it’s rising again but still cannot compete with the Demon Sect’s might. Not to mention that the Helong Hall still has internal strife—Mu Yiting remains at a disadvantage. The fact that the other side is willing to negotiate with her is already a significant concession.

The other party is a girl of her age, the daughter of a minor leader; even if the negotiation formally succeeds, it’s likely there won’t be equality in the discussions, and she may end up as a pawn of the Demon Sect.

There’s no helping it; what can she do when she’s currently at a disadvantage? She can only swallow her pride for now.

Mu Yiting, accompanied by her capable confidants, headed to the meeting place, where they had prepared treasures to present to the Demon Sect as a gesture of sincerity.

Meanwhile, the assassin dispatched by Mu Gao, Jun, had already infiltrated the meeting area. Mu Gao also had some people in the meeting area; Jun had already joined up with them. They now needed to eliminate Mu Yiting and her group completely.

Jun had arrived at the meeting house, knowing that the conference room where Mu Yiting’s group would negotiate was inside, and according to Jun’s intel, the layout inside the meeting house was chaotic and complex, like a maze, making it hard to find.

Various organizations were present outside, and with Mu Yiting and her companions being quite formidable, they couldn’t strike carelessly and had to think of some other plans.

Currently, Jun had a plan. Inside the meeting house, there were some black merchants’ shops. On the way to the conference room, he would pass by a shop belonging to a merchant named Wu Feng. His goal was to lurk in that shop and swiftly ambush Mu Yiting and her group as they passed by.

Jun quickly reached Wu Feng’s shop; when Wu Feng saw a guest arrive, he grinned and said, “Hello, esteemed guest! What can I do for you today?”

Without saying a word, Jun immediately released sleeping gas, which quickly engulfed Wu Feng, causing him to faint.

Taking advantage of the moment, he hurriedly stowed Wu Feng away and sat down in his place, posing as an assistant.

If anyone came to trade, he would send them away. But it appeared no one was coming to buy from Wu Feng right now, and Mu Yiting and her group were approaching, so it wouldn’t be long until he could strike.

Heng still hadn’t arrived, but that was alright; he was confident he could eliminate Mu Yiting and her group, ensuring they couldn’t negotiate successfully with the Demon Sect.

The people Mu Gao had arranged to collaborate with Jun were also ready; the moment his cup hit the floor, they could pounce on them in a swift ambush.

At that moment, a boy with a black face and a scar came in.

“Excuse me, is Boss Wu Feng here?” the boy asked.

“Boss Wu is unwell today and not conducting business; please head back,” Jun coldly replied, trying to send the boy away.

“Not here? Then what are you doing?”

“I’m his assistant, temporarily watching the shop and preparing to close for the day.”

“Is that so?”

The boy sized up Jun, feeling he didn’t quite look like a merchant.

“Well then, you can close up; I’m just killing time and will leave after watching you finish up.”