389: Chapter 389 The Wedding Dress Girl Returns to the Martial World

Han Jingyang had subdued the Bridal Gown Woman a long time ago.

At the time, he was quite frightened by her because her appearance was truly terrifying; anyone who saw her would be afraid.

After subduing her, he never really took her seriously because her strength seemed mediocre, possessing no abilities other than being scary.

Furthermore, he didn't know what her deal was; she couldn't be communicated with or summoned, and he didn't even know if she was still alive. He had once thought she'd been eaten by the Chaotian Temple, which was also residing in the shikigami token.

Unexpectedly, she appeared at this moment, seemingly able to communicate with the Chaotian Temple and possessing Tracking abilities.

Interesting.

He examined the Bridal Gown Woman closely, but could see nothing except the red bridal gown, red embroidered shoes, and red veil.

The difference from before lay in her aura and temperament; the original eerie feeling was gone. Although the energy in her body was still grayish-black, it was much cleaner, as if it had been purified, making it quite comfortable to look at.

From a purely visual perspective, she looked like a somewhat graceful bride in a wedding dress, without any sense of discord; she didn't look like an ancient ghost at all.

This shikigami token is actually quite good, with many functions.

I'll have to study it more in the future to avoid wasting such a good item.

Han Jingyang handed the hair he had pulled from Yang Zhizhong's head to the Bridal Gown Woman: "The target is this person's biological brother. See if you can find him."

The Bridal Gown Woman extended her hands palms up, took the hair, and brought it to her face under the veil. It's unclear what she did, but soon she nodded slightly and pointed toward the northwest.

Han Jingyang waved: "Let's go, follow her."

The group set off quickly.

They soon left the mountains and found a car to follow the direction indicated by the Bridal Gown Woman.

Han Jingyang didn't understand her method or the principles of Tracking Yang Zhixiao, but he trusted her and the Chaotian Temple. These two entities now depended on him for survival; causing trouble for him would be like digging their own graves. Even ghosts wouldn't do something so brainless.

Besides, his strength was right there; even if those two wanted to cause trouble, they'd have to weigh the consequences.

...

6:30 PM.

Beizhou, Lu Province.

In a residential house in the suburbs.

Yang Zhixiao lay on the sofa in the second-floor living room, resting with his eyes closed, while a young, beautiful woman knelt obediently beside him, giving him a massage.

Wang Tianxiang came upstairs and coughed: "Is it handled?"

Yang Zhixiao opened his eyes: "Are you sure?"

"Yes," Wang Tianxiang nodded heavily. "I want to live a few more years, so I wouldn't joke about this. Besides, I've walked the martial world for so many years and survived until now; my 'Covering the Sky and Hiding the Sun' technique has played a crucial role."

"I hope you can be more reliable this time. You've failed several times already; otherwise, you wouldn't have fled here in such a wretched state."

"Not anymore. There absolutely won't be any more problems."

Yang Zhixiao waved his hand: "Rest. Rest for one night, then we leave at dawn. Leave this place of trouble early."

Wang Tianxiang's eyelids twitched: "Leaving the country?"

"Yeah, to lie low. That little bastard Han is like a madman. Damn it, he ruined my plans. Otherwise, not only would the Xinyi Group be mine, but everything Zhang Dahai left behind would be mine too. Fuck, the more I think about it, the angrier I get. Once I'm out, I'll hire mercenaries and assassins to 'greet' Han's family every day. I don't believe I can't kill one or two of them. I have to vent this frustration no matter what, or I won't even feel right fucking women!"

"That's one way. A thief can wait for a thousand days, but a victim can't be on guard for a thousand days. No matter how powerful Han Jingyang is, he can't protect his family perfectly. As long as we search patiently, there will be an opportunity. Even if there isn't, we can create one."

"Right, create an opportunity. As long as we have money and people, and the calculated vs the uncalculating, we'll definitely make that little bastard Han regret it for the rest of his life!"

"Exactly," Wang Tianxiang said, then suddenly froze slightly. He pulled out a pocket watch the size of a baby's palm from his robe, glanced at it, then put it back nonchalantly. He said to Yang Zhixiao, "Boss, I'm going to the supermarket to buy some food. I'll be back in a bit. You rest first."

Yang Zhixiao waved him off dismissively, but as soon as Wang Tianxiang left, his face darkened and he gestured: "Keep an eye on that old bastard."

A subordinate immediately followed him downstairs.

Meanwhile.

Five hundred meters away from the house, Han Jingyang led Shi Xiaoya and Yang Jinyuan, staring at the two-story building in the distance. Seeing a white-haired old man come out, he couldn't help but frown: "This old man's strength isn't bad."

"Could he be the metaphysics expert by Yang Zhixiao's side?"

"Possibly," Han Jingyang squeezed Shi Xiaoya's soft, boneless hand. "You follow that old man. Yuanyuan and I will check the building. If there are no surprises, Yang Zhixiao is inside."

Shi Xiaoya nodded without hesitation: "Hubby, be careful."

She then turned back to stare at Yang Jinyuan: "Protect your boss well. As long as he's alive, even if you're shattered into a pile of pieces, there's a way to save you. But if you dare abandon him and run, I'll find you even if you flee to the ends of the earth and tear you into ten thousand pieces. Understand?"

Yang Jinyuan was terrified: "Madam, I will never shrink back. If there's danger, I'll stand in front of the boss immediately. To hurt the boss, they'll have to step over my corpse first."

She hadn't been with Jiguang Zhai for long, but she had a very deep understanding of the characters and personalities of these people. After all, she was from the martial world; reading people was a basic skill.

In her eyes, Liu Jing was a very capable good person, seemingly awe-inspiring and inviolable, but actually very kind, gentle, and easy to talk to.

Han Jingyang, the boss, was also a good person, but he didn't hesitate at critical moments. He was great when things were fine, but if he truly got angry, he wouldn't hesitate to wipe out a whole family. He killed when necessary; in just a few days, he had killed hundreds of people—more than her master had killed in a lifetime. Yet, he was also easy to talk to.

Only Shi Xiaoya was someone she felt she must absolutely not provoke. This woman seemed smiley all day, with a hot body and a sweet face like a successful businesswoman, and her combat power wasn't that high—relying entirely on the dharma instruments Han Jingyang gave her—but her mind was extremely deep and her nature was the coldest. She only had feelings for Han Jingyang; her warmth toward others, even Liu Jing, was just surface-level. This kind of person was the most dangerous because she could turn on you at any moment.

Therefore, Yang Jinyuan didn't doubt the truth of Shi Xiaoya's words for a second and quickly promised to take a blade for Han Jingyang.

Shi Xiaoya nodded in satisfaction and turned to chase after the old man.

Han Jingyang patted Yang Jinyuan's shoulder and smiled warmly: "Don't be nervous. Xiaoya just said that; she's actually quite a good person."

Yang Jinyuan nodded quickly: "Boss, I know."

Han Jingyang took the opportunity to put his arm around Yang Jinyuan's shoulder, resting it on her neck and leaning his head against hers. He whispered, "Be intimate, pretend to be a couple. Try not to let anyone notice anything unusual before we get close."

He approached the house, teasing Yang Jinyuan as they walked, occasionally kissing her on the cheek, looking exactly like a real couple.

Second floor of the house.

Standing by the window, Yang Zhixiao spotted Han Jingyang and Yang Jinyuan immediately. He took a look through his binoculars, and his face changed drastically: "Han Jingyang is here! Let's go—"