"Forget it, I have no interest in paintings."
Tang Zhuozhuo seemed to have expected her best friend to say that. She glanced at Ye Kunlun and said with a smile, "Ye Kunlun, every painting by Wenxin is worth a thousand pieces of gold and is not easily given away. You'd better choose one carefully."
Ye Kunlun had even less interest in paintings, but thinking of a master who liked collecting them, he decided to choose one for him.
He scanned the paintings, and his gaze fell on one that seemed simple.
The painting depicted two flowing clouds and only a few crows, conveying a desolate and bleak mood.
Ye Kunlun pointed at it and replied, "This one!"
Yan Wenxin looked at the painting Ye Kunlun had chosen and showed a hint of surprise on her face. "Why would you choose this painting?"
"What? Is there a problem?" Ye Kunlun asked back.
Yan Wenxin smiled and replied, "No problem, it's just that no one who has seen my exhibition seems to have liked this painting."
As she spoke, Yan Wenxin stepped forward, took down the painting, and handed it to Ye Kunlun, smiling at him. "Let me tell you something, there's a little secret in this painting."
Ye Kunlun took the painting and scanned it with his divine sense, but he didn't find the secret Yan Wenxin mentioned.
Ye Kunlun put the painting into his ring and called out to the darkroom, "Wu Jiuming, come out!"
With a creak.
Wu Jiuming emerged from the darkroom. Yan Wenxin and Tang Zhuozhuo finally saw his appearance clearly, especially the bloodstains on his chest, which were shocking.
"Thank you, sir, for saving my life!"
Wu Jiuming knelt directly before Ye Kunlun with a thud.
This was the second time Ye Kunlun had saved him. If not for Ye Kunlun, he would have been captured by Gu Changsheng last time.
"Get up!" Ye Kunlun waved his hand, pulling Wu Jiuming up from the ground. "I've already dealt with the opponent, but it's a pity that the Witch God is still a puppet."httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
"Sir, besides the tribal chief, no one should have seen the true form of the Witch God. Even if the tribal chief has seen it, it's very likely to be a puppet," Wu Jiuming replied with utmost respect.
Wu Jiuming then cupped his hands and apologized to Yan Wenxin, "Miss, I apologize for what happened just now. I was desperate, which is why I broke in here to hide."
Yan Wenxin smiled, "Then you'll have to compensate me."
Wu Jiuming was stunned, and his pale face actually flushed slightly. "Miss, please just tell me what you need."
"I haven't thought of it yet, I'll tell you when I do!"
Yan Wenxin looked at Wu Jiuming with curiosity and a smile.
Ye Kunlun teased Yan Wenxin, "Miss Wenxin, don't tell me you've taken a liking to him?"
Upon hearing this, Wu Jiuming's face turned as red as a monkey's backside. He stammered to Ye Kunlun, "Sir, you, you shouldn't ruin Miss Yan's reputation."
"I was just joking, and you're getting upset with me?" Ye Kunlun laughed. "Besides, Miss Wenxin hasn't said anything."
Yan Wenxin winked at Ye Kunlun and picked up the conversation, "Ye Kunlun, do you want to meet my sister?"
"Wenxin, what are you talking about?" Tang Zhuozhuo was startled, not quite understanding what Yan Wenxin meant.
Yan Wenxin smiled, "Zhuozhuo, you'll have to ask him."
It was clear that Yan Wenxin knew something.
Ye Kunlun shrugged and replied, "Don't worry, I'll meet your sister sooner or later. It's getting late, shouldn't we be going?"
Ye Kunlun glanced at Tang Zhuozhuo.
"Wenxin, we'll be leaving then."
Tang Zhuozhuo bid farewell to Yan Wenxin.
Wu Jiuming glanced at Yan Wenxin before following Ye Kunlun out.
After leaving the East Route Manor, Tang Zhuozhuo asked with some curiosity, "Ye Kunlun, what did Wenxin mean just now?"
"You want to know?" Ye Kunlun looked at the curious Tang Zhuozhuo.
Tang Zhuozhuo nodded.
"My masters have arranged several engagements for me over the past ten years. Coincidentally, the seven young ladies from the seven families of the capital are among them."
Ye Kunlun replied casually.
Tang Zhuozhuo was stunned. Engagements were engagements, but who arranges several engagements at once?
And each of them has an extraordinary background.
"Are you joking with me?" Tang Zhuozhuo frowned slightly, looking at Ye Kunlun with suspicion.
"I can accept that you have an engagement with Nangong Yunshao, but having engagements with the other five families as well is a bit too much. Do you know how many people this would shock if it got out?"
"This joke isn't funny at all."
Ye Kunlun had expected Tang Zhuozhuo to disbelieve him, so he didn't explain further, just shrugged and walked away with a smile.
After a while, Tang Zhuozhuo caught up and revealed a cunning look, "Even if you have engagements with the other five families, according to my understanding, the other five families will likely break off the engagements."
"I know."
Ye Kunlun's expression was calm, showing no surprise at Tang Zhuozhuo's words.
"Time can change people," Ye Kunlun said calmly. "However, if someone wants to break off an engagement with me, Ye Kunlun, they will naturally have to pay a price."
A cold glint flashed in Ye Kunlun's eyes.
Nangong Yunshao was the best example.
Breaking off the engagement was fine; it would give Ye Kunlun the best reason to obtain the wordless book.
He couldn't wait!
"I'm telling you, the other five families are not as accommodating as I am. You've already offended the Changsun family, and Changsun Changkong will definitely not let this go. If you offend the other few families, how many lives do you have to stir up trouble?"
Tang Zhuozhuo knew Ye Kunlun was powerful.
But as the saying goes, even the strongest fists can't fight off many hands. Ye Kunlun, no matter how powerful, was just one person.
Even with Wujian Prison and Piaoxue Tower as his backing, he had to consider carefully if he wanted to contend with the five great families of the capital simultaneously.
"Then you don't understand me enough."
Ye Kunlun listened to Tang Zhuozhuo's words and knew she meant well.
"When you know how strong I truly am, you'll know how weak the five or seven families of the capital are."
Ye Kunlun's calm words exuded deep confidence and a powerful aura.
Tang Zhuozhuo's heart inexplicably quickened.
"I can't be bothered with you anymore."
Tang Zhuozhuo snorted, "Knowing you won't send me home, I'm leaving first!"
Saying that, Tang Zhuozhuo headed in another direction.
Wu Jiuming hurried to catch up, "Sir, is Miss Tang a little angry?"
"Angry?" Ye Kunlun chuckled. "Where do you see her being angry?"
Wu Jiuming scratched his head and replied, "I just have a feeling."
"Then do you have a feeling that Yan Wenxin likes you?" Ye Kunlun teased Wu Jiuming and asked.
Wu Jiuming's face instantly turned red.
"Let's go, I'll go check on your sister's condition again." Ye Kunlun stopped joking with Wu Jiuming.
"Wait a moment, sir."
Wu Jiuming seemed to recall something and fumbled in his pocket. "I infiltrated Wu Lu's residence and found a letter. I haven't had a chance to open it yet."
As he spoke, he pulled out a crumpled letter from his pocket.
Not many people wrote letters these days. Judging by the color of the envelope, this should be an old letter.
Just as Ye Kunlun reached out to take the letter, a killing intent instantly surged, aiming straight for his heart!