Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 1012 - 79: Using Your Sister as Bait Without Feeling Guilty?

The convenience of being an Advisor is unmatched by other Dharma Gates.

Watching Cheng Feng casually fold a piece of paper, and with a shake, it turned into a Western-style trench coat, Wang Yunxiao was dumbfounded.

"Are you kidding me?"

"Won’t it leak in the rain?"

"This is my spare clothing, what would it leak?"

Cheng Feng glared at him, "Hold back during a fight, don’t tear it."

"Really, Young Master Cheng, you’re worried about a piece of clothing?"

"Nonsense, I bought it with my salary. Do you think everyone has a wife as rich as yours?"

"How much money does my wife have?"

"You’re asking me?"

"She’s not my wife yet, just a girlfriend, so it’s not convenient to ask her directly. It seems like I’m after something."

Wang Yunxiao spoke righteously, "Surely you guys know? Just give me a hint so I have an idea."

"No comment."

The three of them changed into suits — at least they wouldn’t stand out excessively compared to the uniforms over in Lanton.

Yet chatting along the way was inevitable.

"Then let’s talk about your sister. I remember she seemed to like Old Yan. Does your family look down on him?"

Cheng Feng glanced at Yan Yu’an, who remained expressionless.

"The falling flower has intentions, but the flowing water is heartless."

"What does it have to do with me? You should know what your sister is like, habitually flirting around, yet occasionally deeply infatuated."

Yan Yu’an’s words made Cheng Feng’s expression awkward.

Cheng Xuefei is a normal person when not talking about relationships, and could even be considered a young talent. Otherwise, she couldn’t have become the leader of Jishan Academy’s folklore group.

But the problem is, she’s a hopeless romantic.

Last year, she rapidly advanced largely because her fiancé died abruptly, and then... With the men she fancies feeling nothing for her, her love-driven mind had no outlet.

She had to put her main energy into cultivation.

"Speaking of which..."

Seeing Cheng Feng’s awkward face, Yan Yu’an nonchalantly diverted the topic: "You might not know, but she and Old Han actually are fond of each other."

"Huh?"

These words brought a strong mental shock to both Wang Yunxiao and Cheng Feng.

"Han Bin?"

"When did this happen?"

"Just last October, after Old Han stabbed her once."

"Didn’t they become enemies?"

"The deeper the hate, the deeper the love."

"Stop joking."

"I’m not joking."

"Didn’t Old Han go out for training?"

"Yes, before leaving, he came to me and said if anything happens to Cheng Xuefei, I should look after her."

"My God!"

Wang Yunxiao could hardly imagine these words coming out of Han Bin’s mouth.

Cheng Feng also had a face saying how dare he covet his family’s precious daughter.

"Is Cheng Xuefei still going to get married?"

"Arranged by the elders."

"Aren’t your parents supposed to be quite enlightened? In this day and age..."

"Kong Ting."

"Who?"

Let me personally take that person out?

Wang Yunxiao thought that this game of high society is something he truly doesn’t understand.

"Kong Ting is helping the Cheng Family and the Yang Family arrange a marriage, and now you’ve agreed on this?"

Cheng Feng nodded.

"Using your sister as bait?"

"Don’t put it so harshly, okay!"

"Then how would you put it?"

Cheng Feng snorted, "For this matter, Xuefei took a stab from Han Bin for nothing, almost lost her life, what’s a verbal engagement?"

"If Old Han really wanted to kill her, she wouldn’t be alive. But Old Han wasn’t sure whose side she was on back then."

Yan Yu’an spoke softly, "I understand your Secretary Bureau wants to plant someone inside the Yang Family, but they’ve suffered so many losses, can they easily trust Cheng Xuefei?"

"They have no other choice."

Cheng Feng explained, "Xuefei’s background is solid, and she’s performed well at Jishan Academy, earning Kong Ting’s trust. Plus, everyone knows she’s a love fool; compared to you bunch of hard rocks in a latrine, her weaknesses are more obvious, easier to control. If you were the Yang Family, whom would you choose?"

In fact, Cheng Xuefei indeed counts among their generation’s youth as one of the weakest in terms of strength.

She’s not even cultivating a Dharma Sect of Righteous Path but rather practicing an Advisor Outer Path style called Flower Amidst Guests.

The Yang Family aiming for progress sees making money or gathering power as meaningless.

Firstly, their past reputation is too terrible, with the crap left by the ancestors still not cleared.

Secondly, internal conflicts suggest that with Yang Qiming’s ruthless methods as an example, other non-Navy departments remain wary of people with the Yang surname.

The true leader leads brothers to a stable livelihood; being a brave brawler every day is for hooligans, focusing only on stabbing without thinking, and risks being cut down in the street one day.

Even if the Yang Family uses all resources to support a family member’s rise, who dares support them? Suppose they end up at the admiral’s muzzle and get shot without any recourse?

Therefore, the Yang Family can only choose a detour, using marriage or other family alliances as a way to merge businesses or debut with new identities.

If not the Cheng Family, then whom else could they choose? Choices are limited now.

As for Wang Yunxiao... Wang Yunxiao actually faces a similar situation; the Mu Family is interested in grooming him, but he’s not keen on accepting their favors.

Chatting all the way, they arrived in Lanton.

They took the same path Wang Yunxiao took before.

This time, there was no need for Chen Yan’s help, as someone from the Secretary Bureau handled the entrance.

The subway station was the same, the little girl had long vanished without a trace.

Wang Yunxiao couldn’t make sense of the subway map, but Yan Yu’an had a paper version.

"Does this match up?"

Wang Yunxiao thought it was a product beyond its time, but Yan Yu’an informed him the Lanton subway started half a century ago.

Their technology was indeed advanced.

"Follow this direction, and you can find the Grey Rat Nest."

Yan Yu’an picked up a flashlight, shining it into the dark tunnel entrance.

"So, what’s the plan? Do we split up or..."

"Finish your task first, I’m in no rush."

Cheng Feng was very accommodating.

Wang Yunxiao had no objections; he was just here as a tour guide and a bodyguard.

"Speaking of which, what’s the difference between this Grey Rat Nest in the Lower City and the sectarian elements mixed among the followers of the Mechanical God Sect?"

"It’s probably the difference between the Jianghu of reality and the Jianghu of novels."

Yan Yu’an explained, "The gang elements in Lower City’s refugee camp arise naturally, but the Grey Rat Nest is not. It’s a gray area specifically divided by Upper City, or you could say, it’s a necessary part of their so-called ecosystem."

"Just like their manufactured Mechanical Puppets, the humanoid design is unnecessary, yet they insist on it, adding many meaningless decorations like teeth and hair."