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As a person at the center of attention, just hearing the name Ye Huan caused many to categorize him as someone worth courting. Even if Ye Huan was heading to the capital of the Southern Xiongnu Empire to rescue his family, it wouldn’t hinder anyone’s intentions; after all, this was Thundercloud City. Although it wasn’t far from the capital, they were still two separate cities, so it didn’t matter much.
However…
When the scene of Ye Huan entering alongside Dongfang Hao appeared in the minds of the guests present, they instinctively associated Ye Huan with the Dongfang family. Each one of them shared similar thoughts as that Seventh Level Warrior from the Han family, suppressing their intentions to court Ye Huan in such a setting and sitting quietly in their respective places.
Realizing this, Ye Huan felt speechless at Dongfang Hao's little tricks. After shaking his head at the Seventh Level Warrior, he pondered how to rescue Zhang Ren. His hand unconsciously reached into his pocket where he kept the map of the Eastern Family that he had drawn himself over the past three days.
Touching the soft paper used for the map calmed Ye Huan’s mood significantly as he contemplated what to do next.
Before arriving, Ye Huan had planned to sneak into the Eastern House and find an opportunity to head towards the dungeon. However, seeing that all the guests were already paying attention to him made him realize that once he left, many would likely come to curry favor with him, which gave him a headache.
At the same time, as the guests gradually filled the Main Hall of the Eastern Family, the head of the family, Dongfang Hao, gently clapped his hands, causing an immediate silence to fall over the hall. Everyone’s gaze turned towards Dongfang Hao, including Ye Huan.
“Today is my sixtieth birthday! Since you all have come, let’s enjoy ourselves at Eastern House! Bring in the stage and set up some music!”
Dongfang Hao slowly scanned the crowd with a faint smile on his face and even glanced in Ye Huan's direction. This left Ye Huan feeling perplexed, unable to understand what profound meaning lay behind Dongfang Hao's deep gaze.
As soon as Dongfang Hao finished speaking, a group of Eastern Family servants quickly stepped forward along the central aisle of the Main Hall. They held various wooden boards and pillars and skillfully set up a stage, covering it with a layer of red cloth. The entire process took just over twenty seconds, clearly not their first time doing this.
Once the stage was ready, many performers entered in succession and quickly climbed onto it.
Whether it was Ye Huan's imagination or not, one performer dressed as a prisoner wore a prison robe and had his face smeared with ink, resembling Zhang Ren closely. His hands were tied behind his back and he was almost being dragged forward.
Recalling various operas he had seen in the Twenty-First Century, Ye Huan didn’t remember any performers having their hands bound behind them. He hurriedly summoned a Desert Eagle and gripped it tightly. The fluctuation of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy immediately attracted considerable attention, including that of Han Liu, head of the Han family!
‘This guy isn’t thinking about reenacting that scene from the Han family here, is he?’
With this thought rising in his mind, Han Liu genuinely suspected that Ye Huan had lost his mind. After all, compared to Eastern House, the Han family in Flame Sun City was merely an insignificant existence akin to ants; even a normal person could see that vast difference at a glance.
As Han Liu pondered whether to help the Eastern Family stop Ye Huan, a shadow flashed by. Someone had directly approached Ye Huan from behind and, just as he sat up, pressed him back into his chair. The person had a distinct scar running across his cheek.
Turning his head, Ye Huan recognized the Scarred Man who had previously tied up Li Datou and the others. He was taken aback, but remembering that this was Dongfang Hao's birthday banquet, Ye Huan forced himself to maintain a calm demeanor, putting on a faint smile as he politely asked, "Excuse me, may I ask what you need from me?"
"Young Master Ye, our master requests your presence," the Scarred Man said, removing his hand from Ye Huan's shoulder and gesturing for him to follow.
Ye Huan glanced in the direction where Dongfang Hao had been sitting and noticed that he had left without him realizing it. Frowning slightly, he hesitated for a moment. When he caught sight of the Scarred Man's hand slowly forming a fist out of the corner of his eye, he hurriedly nodded in agreement.
Following the Scarred Man toward the inner hall, Ye Huan stole a glance at an actor who resembled Zhang Ren. Their eyes met for a brief moment; those familiar eyes could only belong to Zhang Ren!
With a hint of confusion, it was only then that Ye Huan vaguely felt he had fallen into a trap. Perhaps from the very beginning, the Eastern Family had not aimed for the Eighth-Level Monster Core but rather set their sights on him, Ye Huan!
After walking for some time and passing through a red silk curtain into the inner hall, Ye Huan saw Dongfang Hao sitting in a chair with a smile directed at him. This further confirmed his earlier suspicions. However, Ye Huan could not fathom why Dongfang Hao would go through such elaborate schemes for someone as insignificant as himself—a mere Fifth-Level Summoner.
With questions swirling in his mind, Ye Huan looked at Dongfang Hao without rushing to speak. He wanted to see what this old fox was really thinking!
"Ye Huan, you seem to have overlooked two things..." Dongfang Hao said with that same calm smile. He then raised two fingers and continued, "First, the servant I sent to deliver a message to the Han family has disappeared. Even Han Liu has come to the Eastern Family; as one of us, he shouldn't be slower than the head of the Han family."
"How do you know he didn't have an upset stomach or take the wrong medicine along the way?" Without thinking much about it, Ye Huan retorted. The more he looked at this old man, the more irritated he became; if it weren't for his lack of strength, he would have loved to give him a good beating.
Without answering Ye Huan's question, Dongfang Hao continued, "Second, has anyone ever told you that all industries in Thundercloud City belong to my Eastern Family?"
Hearing this made Ye Huan feel as if he had been struck by lightning. He realized where the problem lay; it turned out that during his stay at the inn while gathering information about the Eastern Family, he had already been exposed to their watchful eyes.
Standing there for quite some time, he couldn't help but marvel at how underestimated he had been regarding the power of the Eastern Family—the foremost family of the Southern Xiongnu Empire; that title was certainly not given lightly! Fortunately, he hadn't acted recklessly within their territory; otherwise, he might have already met with disaster.
Just as he resigned himself to being captured, Ye Huan suddenly felt something was off. Why would Dongfang Hao waste so many words with him if he truly intended to target him? If they had already set their sights on him from the start, why not simply send their experts to capture him instead of going through such elaborate schemes involving Han Xuan and Zhang Ren before waiting for him to walk right into their trap?
The more he thought about it, the more convinced Ye Huan became that Dongfang Hao must have some ulterior motive. With newfound confidence, he quickly walked over to an ornate mahogany chair beside Dongfang Hao and sat down casually. He even picked up a cup of tea placed nearby and took a sip, adopting an air even grander than Dongfang Hao's.
Noticing Ye Huan's performance, Dongfang Hao not only showed no signs of blame but instead revealed a faint smile. After taking a sip of tea and savoring its aroma, he looked at Ye Huan with renewed energy and said mysteriously, "Ye Huan, how about we make a deal?"
A deal?
Seeing Dongfang Hao's pretentious air of mystery, Ye Huan immediately became alert. Memories of the transaction made by Han Xuan flooded her mind. It was because of that deal that Weiyang returned to Huaxia Nation, and to this day, there had been no news. It was also due to that transaction that Ye Huan caused chaos in the Han family.
Thus, upon hearing the word "deal," Ye Huan felt an inexplicable resistance and preemptively stated, "Eastern Family Master, I'm open to a deal, but let's hear what the benefits are first. Just to be clear, I don't want anything that can't be delivered immediately."
Upon hearing this, Han Liu seemed to have been prepared. He exchanged glances with the Scarred Man beside him, who promptly took out an ancient-looking long redwood box from his pocket. The dragon carvings on it indicated its considerable value. He placed the redwood box on the table between Ye Huan and Dongfang Hao and quickly stepped back as if he had never moved.
Staring at the box for a while, Ye Huan realized she couldn't see inside it; she could only look at Dongfang Hao for answers. To her surprise, Dongfang Hao gestured for her to open it.
Taking the redwood box into her hands without further ado, Ye Huan slowly slid open the top panel. Instantly, the room filled with a rich aura of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy, causing her eyes to widen in astonishment.
Ye Huan had seen Beast Inner Pills before; in fact, she had consumed dozens of them. However, she had never encountered a deep green Beast Inner Pill that shone brighter than an Inner Pearl.
Trying to take it out from the redwood box, without the constraints of the wooden container, the Beast Inner Pill cast a dark green hue throughout the room—ominous yet undeniably potent due to the dense Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy surrounding it. This reassured Ye Huan enough not to drop it.
"This... is this a Wood Attribute Eighth-Level Monster Core?" Staring at the light green orb in her hand, Ye Huan couldn't help but lick her dry lips, feeling a surge of excitement within her. After all, even if this Beast Inner Pill didn't elevate her level, it would at least enhance her strength significantly. However, Dongfang Hao's next words nearly knocked her off her feet:
"No, this is a Wood Attribute Level Nine Monster Core!"
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