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Piercing through the final darkness, dawn finally appeared, and the sky revealed a pale light, signaling the arrival of daybreak.
Mo Qianqian's house.
It was a scene of chaos, stained with blood that had already congealed. On the table lay two bullets, slightly smeared with flesh. They may have looked ordinary, but last night they had taken half of Mo Ming's life.
Mo Ming finally understood that gunshot wounds were not terrifying; what was truly frightening was the person who couldn't extract the bullets. During the process of Mo Qianqian extracting the bullets last night, she had brutally torn into the flesh of Mo Ming's arm, causing him so much pain that he nearly contemplated suicide.
Fortunately, the bullets did not take his life, nor did Mo Qianqian.
When the warm sunlight shone into Mo Ming's eyes, he woke up. The combination of injury and lack of sleep made him feel parched and sore all over. His injured right arm was now wrapped in bandages; any movement sent sharp pain coursing through him, making it hard to get up.
"Mo Qianqian, get me some water!"
"Mo Qianqian, hurry up and get me some water!"
"Mo..."
Just as Mo Ming was about to call out again, suddenly something "rained" down from above, drenching him completely. Once the flow stopped, he could see that it was none other than an exasperated Mo Qianqian.
"What are you shouting for so early in the morning? Can't you let anyone sleep? You wanted water, and I gave it to you. Do you need more?" Mo Qianqian said. "I really don't know what I did in my past life to deserve being stuck with you. Let me tell you, once you're healed, get out of here and don't let me see you again."
"You don't have to treat me like this. After all, we're friends, right?"
"Nonsense! Who said we were friends? We're not even on the same wavelength. If it weren't for my kind heart, I would have thrown you off the sixth floor long ago. I'm telling you, don't disturb my sleep again; otherwise, I'll have someone come after you!"
Bang bang...
As soon as Mo Qianqian finished speaking, someone knocked on the door, startling her back a few steps as she anxiously looked toward the entrance. Hearing the knocking sound made Mo Ming immediately alert.
"I'm not expecting anyone," Mo Qianqian explained nervously. "I was just joking earlier."
"Shh..." Mo Ming signaled for Mo Qianqian to be quiet while he forced himself to stand up. A piercing pain shot through him as he carefully made his way to the door. Peering through a peephole, he could see who was outside.
The person at the door was tall and slender, dressed in a black suit and casual pants, wearing a thin silver chain around his neck. This person was none other than Night Peak from Dream Night Club.
Although Mo Ming did not know why Night Peak was here, he still trusted him and immediately opened the door.
"Brother Mo Ming, it really is you," Night Peak said with a smile upon seeing Mo Ming. "Alright, let's go inside and talk."
After Night Peak entered, Mo Ming glanced outside before closing the door.
When Mo Qianqian saw Night Peak arrive, her eyes flickered for a moment before a slight smile appeared on her lips. "Uncle Ye, what brings you here?"
"Uncle Ye? You two know each other!" Mo Ming exclaimed in surprise.
Night Peak nodded with a smile, acknowledging Mo Ming's words, then turned to Mo Qianqian and said, "Seventh Master often thinks of you. I hope you can find time to visit him more often."
"Yes, I understand. Is Grandpa still in good health?" Mo Qianqian replied and then asked.
Grandpa... Mo Ming was suddenly confused.
"There's no need to worry. Seventh Master is as lively as ever. Don't be fooled by his appearance with the cane; just the other day when I practiced with you, he gave me quite a beating. Just make sure to visit him often when you have time; after all, your parents' passing was a huge blow to him," Night Peak said cheerfully at first, but his tone became somewhat somber towards the end.
Hearing her parents mentioned, Mo Qianqian's expression turned pained as she forced a smile and said, "I know. I don't blame Grandpa for that. It's not that I moved out because I hated him; I just didn't want to live the life of a young lady who is always attended to. Uncle Ye, don't worry; I'll make time to visit him properly."
"Good to hear," Night Peak nodded appreciatively.
The two of them chatted about family matters as if Mo Ming were invisible!
"Ahem..." Mo Ming cleared his throat a few times and said, "Can someone explain to me why Lord Qian's granddaughter is Mo Qianqian? What a coincidence! I casually meet a beautiful woman, and she's the granddaughter of a big shot from back in the day. You think this is fiction!"
"So you know my grandfather?" Mo Qianqian finally reacted.
Night Peak smiled slightly and helped Mo Ming sit down on the sofa. "Brother Mo Ming was injured last night right outside your grandfather's nightclub. You wouldn't believe it—over a hundred people were chasing him! I'm genuinely impressed that he managed to escape."
"Wow, I didn't know you were that impressive. No wonder you dared to jump from so far onto my balcony without fearing for your life!" Mo Qianqian wrinkled her nose, her tone neither hurtful nor complimentary, leaving it unclear whether she was praising or belittling him.
"Brother Ye, don't joke around. If it weren't for my quick reflexes, Sito Hai would have sent me to meet the King of Hell by now," Mo Ming gasped, then continued, "By the way, what's the situation outside? Is Sito Hai about to turn Nanhua City upside down?"
"Pretty much. Although Sito Hai isn't sure if you've returned to Nanhua City, he sent his lackeys out looking for you last night and even spread the word on the streets that anyone who captures you will receive a reward of five hundred thousand. Now everyone in Nanhua City is searching for you. It's too dangerous for you to come back like this."
Mo Ming shook his head with a bitter smile. Back when he was at the height of his power, his head was worth ten million dollars. Who would have thought that returning to this small Nanhua City would devalue him to just five hundred thousand—still in RMB!
"I didn't expect Sito Hai would want me dead over this," Mo Ming said with a chuckle. "Once my injuries heal, I'll leave immediately to avoid dragging Qianqian into this."
"Don't worry. I had someone secretly drive your car out of Nanhua City last night. Sito Hai probably doesn't suspect you'd be hiding here; after all, Nanhua City is so big that finding someone isn't easy. You can rest and recover here without worry," Night Peak said, shaking his head with a smile.
"Exactly! Since you know my grandfather, I'll show some mercy and let you recuperate here," Mo Qianqian said kindly. After Mo Ming's reckless intrusion last night, she hadn't called the police to arrest him.
"Thank you very much. Once I'm healed, I'll leave right away." Mo Ming recalled the three women and asked, "Brother Ye, did they all get home safely last night?"
"Hey, you can rest easy about that. I've already sent them back," Night Peak replied meaningfully. "You should thank Miss Murong; she was worried that Sito Hai might cause trouble for Ruolin's family, so she took Ruolin and her mother to Murong Wei's Hillside Mansion. Sito Hai wouldn't dare offend Murong Wei, so you can relax."
Thinking of that unfortunate girl, a faint smile appeared on Mo Ming's face as he said, "As long as they're safe, that's good. Thank you for everything last night, Brother Ye. If it weren't for your reminder, I might have put them in danger."
"Don't mention it; it's all thanks to Seventh Master’s intentions. He wants me to help you as much as possible. If it were in the past, this little issue would have been a piece of cake for Seventh Master; he could have resolved it with just a snap of his fingers. But since he hasn't been involved in worldly matters for many years, his influence isn't what it used to be. Zhuge Sheng has been suppressing the old-timers fiercely; now Little Green Society is dominated by him alone. Seventh Master can only help you this much."
"Please convey my gratitude to Seventh Master for me. It's a matter of fate that he could help me like this; I am very grateful. You don't need to worry about this matter; I believe I can handle it myself," Mo Ming said confidently.
"Pfft! You just keep dreaming!" Mo Qianqian scoffed and waved her hand dismissively, not believing him. "You think you can take on Little Green Society by yourself? That's like trying to twist an elephant's leg with a fly's leg—utterly unrealistic."
Mo Ming merely smiled without responding.
"Qianqian, don't underestimate Brother Mo Ming! You should know he was quite impressive last night—not only did he escape from Sito Hai's pursuit, but he's also gained quite a reputation on Panlong Road! That Yun Song kid lost to him; now everyone in the racing community calls him the 'Car Emperor.'"
Upon hearing this, Mo Qianqian was immediately astonished. She didn't like the violence of the underworld but loved the thrill of life-and-death racing on mountain roads. Whenever she had free time, she would go watch He Yunsong and others race on Panlong Road; that feeling was truly exhilarating.
"You are really impressive, hehe... I didn't expect Brother Yun Song to have a moment of defeat. I'll tease him well when we meet next time and see how he responds."
Mo Ming shook his head with a bitter smile and said, "That guy almost got me thrown off the mountain last night. By the way, Brother Ye, what's his background?"
"He's the leader of the Little Green Society, He Yunsong. He only started gaining fame in the last three years and has quite a strong hatred for Sito Hai. Back then, Sito Hai almost killed him, but luckily Seventh Master still had influence in the Little Green Society at that time and protected him. He even helped him join the Little Green Society. Zhuge Sheng started cracking down on the older members of the gang just to consolidate power. Now that He Yunsong has gained influence, Zhuge Sheng can't easily remove him."
"He Yunsong, it seems this person is worth meeting. If I can leverage his power, I think I can deal with Sito Hai," Mo Ming said with a slight smile. "By the way, Brother Ye, I'm curious. Lord Qian's surname is Jun, so why does Mo Qianqian have the surname Mo?"
Night Peak glanced at Mo Qianqian and then smiled, "Hehe, she originally had the surname Jun. It's just that Lord Qian created a fake identity for her to protect her, allowing her to take her mother's surname Mo. Not many people know about her true identity, and I hope Brother Mo Ming can keep it confidential and not tell others."
"You can rest assured about that; my lips are sealed, and no one else will know," Mo Ming replied.
"Alright then, you should stay here to recuperate for now. Seventh Master wants to see you next Sunday. Qianqian, you'll be free then, right?" Night Peak said as he looked at Mo Qianqian.
"Yes, I'll be free."
"Then I'll come pick you both up when the time comes. Well, I have things to attend to now, so I'll take my leave. No need to see me off."
With that, Night Peak stood up and walked out.
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