Chapter 64: Just Friends?

In the opulent, golden hall.

Chen Mo, dressed in a black robe, sipped the tea poured by the staff, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the table in front of him.

After a while, Ya Fei, clad in a red cheongsam, walked in with graceful steps, carefully placing a white jade bottle on the table.

Once seated, her well-tailored cheongsam revealed her crossed, fair legs. Ya Fei parted her red lips and said, "Just to confirm, Mr. Chen Mo, are you really entrusting this Blood Lotus Pill to us for auction?"

Chen Mo nodded with a smile, "Not just that. I also have a Profound Rank Intermediate Skill, three Profound Low-Rank Dou Skills, and five Yellow High-Rank Dou Skills to auction together."

Chen Mo took out several books from his Storage Ring and placed them on the table.

These were all copies, perfect for exchanging for money.

As for the fifth-grade Blood Lotus Pill, he had initially worried it might be necessary for devouring the Strange Fire. However, after realizing the power of the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Strength, the Blood Lotus Pill became useless to him.

Ya Fei casually glanced at the books on the table with her narrow, beautiful eyes and said indifferently, "Mr. Chen Mo, do you need money?"

"Yes," Chen Mo nodded. His intention was quite clear from the number of items he was auctioning, so there was no need to hide it.

Even after Chen Mo's confirmation, Ya Fei still felt surprised. She covered her red lips with her jade hand and chuckled softly, her charming face showing a hint of astonishment, "I never thought Mr. Chen Mo would be short of money."

Chen Mo was backed by two behemoths—the Yunlan Sect and the Nalan family—and was currently at the peak of his influence. Even the royal family was trying hard to win him over. Ya Fei couldn't fathom why he would need money.

"Miss Ya Fei, you don't need to understand this so clearly, do you?" Chen Mo put down his teacup, which made a crisp sound as it touched the table.

Hearing this, Ya Fei's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, and she smiled, "My apologies, I was being presumptuous."

"It's fine. Considering how beautiful Miss Ya Fei is, I forgive you," Chen Mo said with a smile, finishing the tea in one gulp.

"Giggle, I didn't expect Mr. Chen Mo to be so sweet-tongued," Ya Fei giggled, her ample bosom creating a breathtaking curve.

After enjoying the view, Chen Mo's smile faded, and he said in a low voice, "Miss Ya Fei, do you know Xiao Yan?"

Ya Fei's hands on her lap tightened slightly, and she chuckled lightly, "Why do you ask, Mr. Chen Mo?"

"I heard that Miss Ya Fei served as a manager in Wutan City for a while, and Xiao Yan is the young clan leader of the Xiao family in Wutan City. I thought you two might know each other."

"We do know each other, but I wonder what your relationship with him is," Ya Fei probed.

"We have a grudge!" Chen Mo blurted out instantly, then leaned back and said in a deep voice, "The next time we meet, I might not hold back and could end up killing him!"

"Ah," Ya Fei trembled, and her crossed legs involuntarily uncrossed.

"Please help me get a good price for these items, Miss Ya Fei," Chen Mo stood up from his chair, "I'll take my leave now."

Ya Fei watched as Chen Mo walked further and further away. Just as he was about to exit the hall, she suddenly stood up and hurried after him, "Mr. Chen Mo, wait."

"Do you have something else, Miss Ya Fei?" Chen Mo turned and stopped.

Ya Fei brushed the hair from her forehead and said thoughtfully, "I have some history with him. I wonder if you could spare him for my sake."

"Oh," Chen Mo smiled, "I suppose Ya Fei must be quite close to him."

After saying that, Chen Mo left.

The next day, Chen Mo received five million gold coins from the auction.

But Chen Mo knew his items were not worth five million.

"Someone, take this gold coin card to Miss Ya Fei and tell her she overpaid."

"Yes."

At the Miteer Family.

"Miss, this was sent by someone from the Nalan residence, saying you overpaid."

A maid presented a gold coin card to Ya Fei.

Ya Fei took it and casually placed it aside, saying indifferently, "I understand. You may leave."

"Yes, miss."

After the maid left, a look of seriousness instantly appeared on Ya Fei's face. The flame of anticipation she had for Xiao Yan's appearance was extinguished in an instant.

She knew Xiao Yan had a formidable teacher behind him, but compared to Chen Mo, who had quickly become known throughout the Jia Ma Empire, she didn't hold much hope for Xiao Yan.

She could only hope that Xiao Yan wouldn't appear in half a month.

But was that possible?

...

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

The day before the three-year agreement.

Some leaders of the capital's factions and major powerhouses received a simple yet elegant cloud-white letter.

They were invited to attend the three-year agreement between Xiao Yan and Nalan Yanran the next day.

Most people didn't know who Xiao Yan was, but upon inquiry, they discovered he was Nalan Yanran's fiancé, which immediately piqued their interest.

The initiator of the letter was none other than the Yunlan Sect.

In the blink of an eye, it was the next day.

The sun hung high, its brilliant rays turning Cloud Mist Mountain into a golden hue.

A strong wind blew, and at the foot of the mountain, several black shadows swiftly passed by. Upon closer inspection, these shadows were all Dou King level experts.

They were flying towards the Yunlan Sect at the mountain's peak.

At the foot of the mountain, a battle-hardened elite force was stationed. They had been there for many years, naturally to guard against the Yunlan Sect.

On the main road leading to the Yunlan Sect, a woman in a bright red dress had been waiting for a long time.

She repeatedly scanned the figures ascending the mountain, and just as she was about to breathe a sigh of relief upon not seeing the familiar figure, a figure clad in black robes, carrying a heavy black ruler, appeared before her like an ascetic.

The two hadn't seen each other for three years, and upon meeting again, they were both stunned.

"Three years have passed in the blink of an eye. The little guy from back then has grown up now," Ya Fei spoke first. The changes over the three years almost made her fail to recognize the young man before her.

"Ya Fei, why are you here?" Seeing an acquaintance, especially one with whom he had a good relationship, Xiao Yan was quite happy.

"The Yunlan Sect invited me."

"Invited?" Xiao Yan was momentarily stunned, then somewhat understood. He knew Ya Fei wasn't just a simple manager.

But

Xiao Yan's expression darkened, "The Yunlan Sect is being a bit too arrogant. Do they think I will definitely lose today?"

"However, Ya Fei, were you specifically waiting for me?" Suppressing the indignation in his heart, Xiao Yan teased.

Surprisingly, Ya Fei didn't tease Xiao Yan back but instead nodded seriously.

Seeing Ya Fei nod, a surge of impulse rose in Xiao Yan's heart. He was about to rush over and hug Ya Fei tightly when she said, "Don't go up!"

Xiao Yan frowned, "Why?"

"Someone won't let you off."

"Who? The Yunlan Sect?" Xiao Yan's tone carried a hint of disdain.

Ya Fei shook her head. She knew that Chen Mo's background wasn't just the Yunlan Sect, but a much more formidable entity.

"Ya Fei, do you know what I've sacrificed for this three-year agreement?" Xiao Yan said with a trace of anger. "And now you're telling me someone won't let me go, asking me to give up? How is that possible!"

"But you might die."

"The Yunlan Sect can't kill me." Xiao Yan felt a pang of disappointment towards Ya Fei. "If you're my friend, don't stop me."

"Just a friend?"

"Yes!"

Xiao Yan walked past YaFei, step by step towards the mountain peak, without looking back.