Double Box Record

Chapitre 94

Yan Yufei said calmly, "I know Miss Ge has refused before, but times have changed. To be honest,

There has been no news of Shu Jun, and the sect leader of my Yan Clan is also nowhere to be found. If I'm not mistaken, these two must have already met, and perhaps they are discussing the future plans of the Yan Clan.

Yi Chun still smiled and said slowly, "No, you underestimate Shu Jun."

"Oh? How could a man born into this world not have grand ambitions? Miss Ge, as a woman, may not be able to understand."

"He may have his own grand ambitions that I don't know about, but I'm certain that Shu Jun's grand ambitions will never have any connection with the Yan family."

Yan Shifei fell silent. After a long while, he asked softly, "So... what are you going to do?"

Yi Chun said calmly, "That's the question I should be asking you, Yan Yufei. What exactly are you planning to do?" The renowned second young master of the Yan family was, for the first time in his life, utterly embarrassed by this question. What was he planning to do? What was he planning to do?! He had absolutely no idea. Like a fool who had lost his way, only knowing how to follow his instincts—how embarrassing was such a dangerous and morally questionable act!

What he cares about is the shadow cast by his uncle, the grand ambitions of the Yan family, or perhaps, what his third uncle said—that he likes it?

Uncontrollably, words suddenly escaped his lips—"Ge Yichun, what does it feel like to like someone?"

Yichun chuckled inexplicably, "You're asking me?"

He chuckled to himself. Yes, why ask her? Why ask? Had he really become a fool?

“Ge Yichun,” he gently lowered his guard over the years, as if facing an old friend, and spoke of his confusion, “Have you ever felt lost? Unsure if the path you’re on is the right one, unsure of which direction to take next, or even questioning the meaning of your life over the years? Have you ever felt that way?”

Yichun couldn't help but look up at him again. This time she looked at him for a long time before slowly saying, "I have, but I will only keep going down."

Yan Yufei gasped, lifting his long eyelashes to stare at her, as if this was the second time in his twenty-plus years that he had seen someone else look at him with such focused attention.

No, she wasn't lying, nor was she just giving a perfunctory answer; her eyes told him that she was telling the truth.

He slowly exhaled the breath from his chest, as if the confusion he had carried for a long time was slowly being expelled. His mind gradually cleared, and the road ahead revealed its ruggedness amidst the swirling clouds and mist.

"I..." He only managed to utter one word before his expression changed drastically, his muscles tensed instantly, and he turned around abruptly. He saw a figure flash across the wall, seemingly having spotted him, and quickly shrank back in fright.

A cloud of purple mist spread out from behind the tree, dissipating in the wind. Occasionally, it would brush against the branches and leaves, instantly turning the tree and grass from lush green to withered.

A sweet yet bittersweet aroma quickly spread through the courtyard. Yan Yufei covered his mouth and nose, took a quick step back, and whispered, "Quickly close the window!"

Yichun reacted quickly, slamming the window shut before he could finish speaking.

Yan Yufei rubbed his fingers together in front of him, then took a light sniff. This was a secret poison his elder brother had concocted five years ago, capable of killing without anyone noticing. Although its effects were swift, it had a fatal flaw: it was susceptible to water damage. Once the smoke dissipated, simply spraying water twice inside the room would completely neutralize the poison.

Uncle Yin had already signaled his other subordinates to come to the rescue using a secret signal, but he himself leaped onto the wall and captured the unfortunate assassin who had run into Yan Yufei. He then brought the assassin into the courtyard, where water had been sprinkled everywhere, and the poison had long since dissipated.

Yan Yufei ripped off the man's mask, then exclaimed in surprise, "Uncle Chen Wu? How could it be you!"

The sect leader of the Yan Clan has four sons and two daughters. The two daughters did not learn martial arts and were raised in seclusion to await marriage. Each of the four sons is accompanied by a middle-aged guard who protects them closely. Whether they are out and about or staying at the Yan Clan, the identities of these four middle-aged guards are extremely special.

For example, Yan Yufei had Uncle Yin San by his side, while Yan Gandao had Uncle Chen Wu by his side.

It was unbelievable to Yan Yufei that such a person, whom even the sect leader had to give some face, would actually come to carry out assassinations.

Uncle Chen was of imposing stature, but his martial arts skills were among the best in the Yan family. His face was a little green at the moment, and after a long while, he sighed and said, "What a tragedy."

Yan Yufei said in a low voice, "Did Yu Dao send you?"

Uncle Chen smiled bitterly, "Besides him, who else could it be? I only said I would deal with a woman in the backyard, but I didn't expect the Second Young Master to be here as well. Fortunately, no major disaster has occurred yet, otherwise, how could I have the face to live in this world?"

Uncle Yin's face darkened, and he said sternly, "Old Chen, stop lying! You're not some greenhorn. Didn't you check if anyone else was in the courtyard before you poisoned him? You clearly saw that the Second Young Master was there, yet you still poisoned him, and after being discovered, you tried to escape! Do you know that the crime you committed today is enough to kill you ten times over?! Even at a time like this, you're still protecting that brat!"

Uncle Chen sighed, “Yin San, why are you making things difficult for me? You have your master, can’t you understand me? I watched him grow up, how can I… Let today’s matter be blamed on me alone, don’t bother Third Young Master.”

Yan Yufei suddenly stood up, but his expression was surprisingly calm. He only instructed his subordinates, "Send Uncle Chen back to the Third Young Master's courtyard, and also tell the Third Young Master that he will come to my study for a chat at dusk tonight."

Uncle Chen cried out anxiously, "Second Young Master! Second Young Master, please don't cause him trouble! I'm begging you!" Yan Yufei shook his head and waved for someone to carry him out. Yi Chun's window was still tightly closed, without any movement. Yan Yufei walked over, pushed open the wooden window, and asked, "Is everything alright?"

The only response he received was a series of retching sounds. He was startled, only to see Yi Chun half-slumped in her chair, vomiting violently until only water remained, yet she still couldn't stop. The food box on the table had been opened; the food had barely been touched. Because Yi Chun liked meat, he had specially ordered braised chicken from the kitchen that day. Yan Yufei was immediately alarmed and turned around, shouting sternly, "Quickly call a doctor! Uncle Yin, bring Yan Yudao before me immediately! If he resists, kill him without mercy!"

After saying that, he quickly dismantled the iron bars on the window, jumped inside, and gently helped Yichun up.

Uncle Yin frowned again, said nothing, and turned to leave. The Second Young Master rarely showed such shock and anger; it seemed he was truly enraged this time, and the Third Young Master was likely in danger.

The process of arresting Yan Yudao was naturally chaotic, filled with crying, wailing, and fighting. When Yan Yudao, his face covered in bruises, was brought into Yan Yufei's study, his already round face looked even rounder, resembling a complete pig's head.

When he saw Yan Yufei, he neither smiled nor said anything amicable. He coldly said, "It was I who asked Uncle Chen to poison you. Didn't that woman cut off one of your hands? What, have you fallen in love because of hatred?! You better wake up! Don't you know who she is, and who you are?!"

Uncle Yin frowned and said, "Third Young Master, Second Young Master was also there at the time. This is difficult to explain to the Sect Master." Yan Zidao laughed viciously, "What's difficult to explain? If I really wanted to kill him, how could he have noticed! What kind of skills does Uncle Chen have? If he really wanted to poison someone, would you have discovered it? Do you still remember when we were kids, Dad always set up all sorts of traps in the yard to test our reaction abilities? It's a waste that you're old and a renowned Second Young Master of the Yan Clan, praised by everyone. Who would have thought you'd become so dull-witted, regressing so much for a woman! Let me ask you, which woman is more important, or the Yan Clan?"

Uncle Yin probably thought what he said made sense, since he himself thought the same way, so he simply remained silent.

After a long pause, Yan Yufei said in a low voice, "Second Uncle Yin, you can go out first."

Uncle Yin had no choice but to walk out and stand guard at the door, intending to listen carefully, but he couldn't hear anything. After about half an hour, he heard Yan Yudao scream inside, which startled him so much that he broke out in a cold sweat. He thought that the second young master had really lost his mind and killed his own younger brother.

The door suddenly opened from the inside. Yan Yudao was covered in blood on one side, looking utterly dejected, but his eyes shone with an astonishing brightness, and there was even a hint of a smile on his lips. He clutched his left hand tightly, blood seeping from between his fingers, suggesting that a finger had been severed.

He shouted, "Very good! Second brother, I believe you! I didn't lose this finger unjustly!"

After saying that, he threw his head back and laughed loudly, then walked away without looking back.

Uncle Yin was filled with questions, but didn't know where to begin. He could only slowly peek his head into the room and whisper, "Young Master..."

Yan Yufei walked out with his hands behind his back. His robes were splattered with blood, but he looked surprisingly refreshed, as if a problem he had faced for many years had suddenly been solved. Even his back was straighter than before, and he looked much taller.

With a rare smile on his face, calm and composed, he said, "The third brother is reckless and impulsive, and often leaves no room for maneuver. I'm just giving him a lesson. I believe he will restrain himself in the future."

Uncle Gu was momentarily stunned, then nodded woodenly and murmured, "Oh right, the doctor has already gone..."

Yan Yufei turned and walked towards the backyard, saying, "Alright, she shouldn't be poisoned. Let's see what's going on."