347: Chapter 347 The Unfathomable Han Jingyang

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The exquisite crystal glass collided with the smooth marble floor, sending shards flying.

Zhang Dahai's face was ashen, his eyes fierce, and his heavy breathing echoed throughout the room.

A woman draped in a thin veil trembled beside Zhang Dahai, not daring to move, clearly terrified to the extreme.

The Old Man sitting diagonally opposite sighed. "Boss, things have come to this, regret is useless. Being able to stop the loss in time is good enough. Regardless, we must ensure the Fuxi Project proceeds smoothly."

Zhang Dahai closed his eyes and took several deep breaths, suppressing the fury in his heart. He gritted his teeth and said, "I want that man named Han dead!"

"Han Jingyang must die, but Boss, not right now. He's not easy to deal with. However, once the Fuxi Project succeeds, killing Han Jingyang will be as easy as flipping a palm. When that time comes, Boss, you can personally twist off Han Jingyang's head, or even easily wipe out his entire family and take everything he owns for yourself."

"Hmph!" Zhang Dahai let out a muffled snort, suddenly drew the longsword beside him, raised it high, and slashed down violently.

Puchi—

The young woman in the thin veil slowly slumped into a pool of blood, moving no more.

Zhang Dahai, expressionless, wiped the bloodstains from the blade.

As he wiped, he said coldly, "From now on, the Fuxi Project cannot afford even the slightest mistake. Old Liu, keep a close eye on it. If it fails, you know the consequences."

The Old Man glanced at the young woman in the pool of blood and sighed. "Boss, everything else is fine, but there's a problem on Wu Zhiyang's end. Not only is Wu Zhiyang, the Formation Master, dead, but even the several dharma instruments he brought have all fallen into Han Jingyang's hands."

"What do you suggest?"

"Either continue negotiating with Han Jingyang, or hurry up and find replacements."

"How is Wu Zhiyang's apprentice doing?"

"The surgery was quite successful, but even if she's healthy, she's not of much use."

"It's enough that she still recognizes those dharma instruments Wu Zhiyang brought."

"Boss, you mean... negotiate with Han Jingyang?"

Zhang Dahai snorted. "What else? First-rate Feng Shui Masters aren't hard to find, but dharma instruments that perfectly fit our needs are a once-in-a-century find."

He paused, then commanded with a face full of resentment, "Old Liu, prepare cash and antiques. Then take that female apprentice of Wu Zhiyang's—Yang whatever her name is—and go to his door together to apologize."

"Yang Jinyuan."

"Let that Yang Jinyuan step forward to redeem her master's relics. Her attitude must be sincere and her posture humble. Give him plenty of face. Hmph, young people like Han Jingyang who suddenly gain power are often susceptible to persuasion but resistant to force. The better your attitude, the more embarrassed he'll be to make things difficult for you."

The Old Man nodded quickly. "Boss is wise to have read Han Jingyang's character so quickly. However, to ensure the success rate, should our people stay out of it? Just let Yang Jinyuan go alone with the gifts."

"Fine."

"Then I'll arrange one hundred million in cash plus sixty-six various antiques. Anyway, once Han Jingyang sees such a generous gift, he should understand what's going on. If Yang Jinyuan can't handle it, Boss, you can step in personally."

"Mm, make the arrangements."

August 24th.

9:30 AM.

Jiguang Zhai.

A large pile of boxes, big and small, was stacked in front of Jiguang Zhai.

A woman with her head wrapped in bandages stood beside them like a statue. Her appearance was striking, yet she completely ignored the various looks from passersby, keeping her focus fixed on the partially closed roller shutter of Jiguang Zhai.

Until Shi Xiaoya yawned and pulled up the roller shutter.

Shi Xiaoya froze for a moment, then looked the woman standing outside up and down. After a moment, she asked, "Yang Jinyuan?"

Yang Jinyuan quickly bowed her head. "Good morning, Ma'am."

Shi Xiaoya pursed her lips and chuckled. "Did you just get out of the hospital?"

"Yes."

"Then why aren't you back in Taiwan? What are you doing here?"

"To apologize and also to redeem my master's relics."

The smile on Shi Xiaoya's face slowly faded as she asked flatly, "Are you here on behalf of Zhang Dahai?"

Yang Jinyuan kept her head down. "My master came at Zhang Dahai's invitation, and those dharma instruments were specifically requested by Zhang Dahai. A deposit had already been paid. Now that my master and junior brother are dead, I... I want to complete the task my master took on as much as possible."

Shi Xiaoya snorted disdainfully. "Courting death."

Yang Jinyuan remained silent with her head bowed.

Shi Xiaoya felt helpless. Although she wished she could cut off this woman's head with one stroke, she could only think about it.

In Jiguang Zhai, the only one who could make the decisions was Han Jingyang.

Han Jingyang had said to spare this woman, so even if Shi Xiaoya had the courage of a lion, she wouldn't dare kill recklessly.

So, Shi Xiaoya could only wave her over. "Come in."

After saying that, she turned and went straight back to the inner room.

On the small bed in the inner room, Han Jingyang was still sound asleep.

He had been busy for most of the night and then lingered with Shi Xiaoya for quite a while, only falling asleep after four. It had only been five hours, two hours short of his habitual seven-hour sleep.

Shi Xiaoya didn't call out to him. She slipped directly into Han Jingyang's covers, hugging his waist against his back and closing her eyes with a look of happiness. However, her slender hands were not at all restless, moving around under the covers like little snakes.

And so, Han Jingyang woke up.

Han Jingyang grabbed the wandering tender hands, and his breathing immediately quickened. "You little vixen, wasn't last night enough?"

Shi Xiaoya giggled. "It's never enough."

Han Jingyang flipped over and pinned Shi Xiaoya beneath him, saying fiercely, "Don't you know that a man in the morning is the most dangerous to provoke?"

"I didn't know."

"Then I'll let you find out!"

As Han Jingyang spoke, he kissed her directly.

Since he was free anyway.

At the entrance.

Yang Jinyuan struggled to move the boxes into the shop, boxes of all sizes.

The small ones were only the size of a fist.

The large ones weighed dozens of pounds.

Yang Jinyuan moved them with great effort. After all, she had just had surgery, and any slight exertion caused sharp pains in her head wound.

But both Han Jingyang and Zhang Dahai were powerful figures she couldn't possibly contend with. She could only be moved around like a chess piece, not daring to have the slightest personal emotion, because for these two, killing her would be easier than crushing an ant.

To return to Taiwan alive, she had to endure.

As Yang Jinyuan endured the sharp pain of her wound to try and pick up a large box weighing nearly a hundred pounds, she suddenly caught a faint scent of fragrance. Looking up, she saw a woman in a pale yellow dress appearing before her.

So beautiful!

Even more beautiful than the Boss's wife!

Yang Jinyuan was so stunned by her beauty that she froze in place until the stunning woman spoke.

The stunning woman asked softly, "Do you need help?"

Yang Jinyuan snapped back to her senses and shook her head hurriedly. "No, no need, thank you." Then she asked tentatively, "May I ask, you are..."

Such a stunning woman must also be one of Han Jingyang's women, right?

However, she heard the stunning woman chuckle. "I am a temporary employee of Jiguang Zhai. Well, I'm also one of the Boss's maids."

Employee?

Maid?

What kind of mysterious organization was Jiguang Zhai?

The Boss was so powerful.

The Boss's wife was also peerlessly beautiful.

And now even a maid was as beautiful as a celestial fairy.

Terrifying!

Yang Jinyuan felt as if the Jiguang Zhai before her was like a terrifying dragon's den or tiger's lair; for a moment, she didn't even dare to look directly at it.

Only one question remained in her mind: was she really going to cooperate with Zhang Dahai to plot against the unfathomable Han Jingyang?