Nan Yu carried the box that she had withdrawn from Huo Bank, pulled up her mask, and concealed her features.
She then straddled her motorcycle, ready to return to the Nan Family ancestral ho.
All the way, the cold wind bit to the bone, accompanied by sporadic drizzle.
The breath Nan Yu exhaled was white as she stared ahead resolutely, seemingly unfazed by the cold.
The Nan Family ancestral ho sat atop the highest peak in City A, offering a view that took in the entire city below, overseeing everything.
To avoid surveillance caras, Nan Yu chose so secluded paths and wound her way up along those bending roads, passing through nurous remote alleys.
In the dead of night, the streets were empty except for her, weaving through them on her motorcycle.
Suddenly, a dark figure erged from around the corner in the middle of the road.
Upon closer inspection, it seed to be a tattered-dress woman.
Nan Yu frowned, ready to veer off and ride past her.
To her surprise, the woman charged at her like a madwoman.
Just as the woman was about to collide with the front of the motorcycle, Nan Yu slamd on the brakes.
The ground was wet and slippery; the sudden braking caused the motorcycle to skid out of control, flying sideways.
Screech—
The motorcycle created a harsh friction against the ground, sparking bright flashes of light.
At that mont, Nan Yu paid no attention to herself but instead tightly protected the box in her arms.
Her curled body slamd heavily onto the ground, and even she, who was usually unfazed by pain, couldn’t help but let out a suppressed groan.
Seeing her fall, the woman’s first reaction wasn’t to ask if she was all right but to rush to her and, upon seeing her face clearly, scream in a lost voice,
"Ghost! A ghost!"
Nan Yu’s back hurt so much that it paled her complexion, but she lifted her head to look at the muddy face before her.
The other’s hair was a matted ss, emitting a foul odor, her pupils filled with panic, as if she had been greatly frightened; her arms, clutching at her clothes, showed several bluish needle marks.
"Nan Yu, you have a specific grudge against a specific person; it was all Nan Qingqing’s doing, it has nothing to do with , don’t co after !"
Nan Yu narrowed her eyes, recognizing the person before her as the missing ng Yi.
"ng Yi, how co you’re here?"
ng Yi, who had been tornted beyond asure, heard this and saw the blood on the ground, her mind giving a violent shiver.
She looked at Nan Yu in terror, "You... you’re still alive?"
If Nan Yu was still alive, then who was buried in Evil Tomb?
Nan Yu endured the pain in her back and stood up from the ground, securing the box in her arms, and spoke coldly, "I’m still alive, much to your disappointnt."
Having said that, she went over to the motorcycle that had fallen to the ground, preparing to pick it up and leave.
Unexpectedly, ng Yi suddenly rushed in front of her, clung to her legs, and collapsed to the ground in despair, her face wet with tears.
"Nan Yu, don’t leave, please save !"
"I was wrong before, I apologize to you, please take with you."
"If they catch and take back, I’ll surely die there!"
Nan Yu tried to withdraw her leg, but ng Yi held on as if clinging to her last lifeline.
She shouted sternly, "Let go!"
ng Yi refused to relent, holding on even tighter.
"Either you kick to death right here or take with you."
She suddenly recalled sothing, "Nan Yu, have you been looking for how the Nan Family faked Nan Qingqing’s paternity test into real evidence? I’ve got it, I can give it all to you!"
"Nan Qingqing’s family isn’t as simple as you think; they have a secretive and powerful organization behind them, or else the paternity test they fabricated wouldn’t have gone unnoticed by the Nan Family."
Upon hearing this, a flicker of surprise crossed Nan Yu’s eyes. She endured the scorching pain in her back, her face still cold, as she looked down at ng Yi.
"What secret organization?"
ng Yi, seeing a glimr of hope, hastened to say, "This organization is very mysterious, but you should have heard of the na; it’s called sothing like Ye Organization."
Nan Yu heard these few words and directly uttered the na of the organization.
"Dark Night Organization?"
ng Yi nodded vigorously, "Yes, that’s the one! Nan Qingqing told herself that her dad has dealings with the Dark Night Organization, which allowed them to pull off the scam so easily."
"I recorded it at the ti; it’s still at ho. If you can save and take back, I’ll give you that recording!"
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