Young White Horse: Born with a Poisonous Body and a Sword that Slays the Heroes

Yue Yao's brows were not relaxed, as if she was thinking about something. After listening to the white-haired man's words, she slowly opened her mouth and said:

"Why would the Wen family, who have always been low-key and secretive, interfere in the affairs of the Gu and Yan families? What is the identity of that young man?"

"I have received a report that the man's name is Wen Yanzhao, and he is the grandson of the Wen family. His uncle Wen Hujiu also came with him. At this moment, he is in the Donggui Tavern with Lei Mengsha and Luo Xuan, two of the Eight Young Masters of Beili!"

The white-haired man replied

Yueyao stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the endless night:

"I didn't expect the situation to be so complicated. The Eighth Young Master of Beili is actually involved with the Wen family. Send someone to keep an eye on them and pay close attention to the boy's every move!"

"I obey my orders!"

The white-haired man slowly left, leaving Yueyao alone in the room.

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Chapter 17 The organization has decided, it’s you!

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Chaisang City, Yan Family Main Hall

"Master, I am incompetent! Please punish me!"

The gauze wrapped around his right hand was stained with blood. The person who was half-kneeling in the hall to report to the head of the Yan family was Yan Qiansui, whose thumb was cut off by Wen Yanzhao's move.

In front of him, on a luxurious and heavy nanmu chair, a middle-aged man with a hideous scar on the corner of his eye was furious. He tightly grasped the armrest with his right hand, and his fingertips turned white due to excessive force.

This person is the head of the Yan family in Southwest Road, Yan Liuli's elder brother - Yan Bietian

"Two of the Eighth Young Masters of Beili are here. Even without that Half-Lu Yaojin, you are no match for them! Is the wound on your hand serious? Have a good rest. You will have to work hard in a few days!"

Yan Bietian's furious mind, decades of political calculations have made his scheming even more unfathomable.

He did not blame his subordinates when he spoke, although there was a hint of displeasure in his tone.

"Thank you for your concern, Patriarch. I am fine. From now on, I will go through fire and water for the Yan family without hesitation!"

Yan Qiansui originally thought that he would be punished by Yan Bietian, at least a scolding.

Who would have thought that nothing would happen, and that he was still concerned about his own strength, which made him overjoyed, and he bowed to Yan Bietian in front of him.

"Who is that guy named Wen?"

Yan Bietian took the fragrant tea brought by the maid, took a sip and asked

"Patriarch, that kid is the grandson of the old Lingnan Wen family. His realm is far higher than ours! His uncle, the Poison Bodhisattva, also came with him to warm a pot of wine!"

Yan Qiansui's curly beard trembled slightly as he spoke.

"What bad luck! Everything was arranged perfectly, but a bad guy came in! Make arrangements, keep a close watch on the Gu family and Donggui Tavern, and report immediately if there is any disturbance!"

Yan Bietian's joints creaked and his face was about to drip with tears. He ordered Yan Qiansui:

"As you command, I'll do it right away!"

Yan Qiansui bowed and left.

"Where is Miss?"

After seeing Yan Qiansui leave, Yan Bietian turned around and asked the maid:

"My Lord, the young lady is not here. She left after lunch this afternoon! There is no light in the boudoir now..."

The maid squinted her eyes and saw Yan Bietian's face was full of anger, so she responded with a trembling voice.

"Her wedding day is coming soon, why is she still running around? Tell the embroiderer to find her! When will she have the heart to go out..."

Yan Bietian's mind was in a mess. He grabbed the teacup and took a gulp. His mouth was full of strong tea and he felt bitter.

His eyes flickered, and he thought to himself:

"In this case, we can only place our hopes on those elders! The Yan family is the only one that can dominate the Southwest Road! For the sake of this family business that has been passed down to me, what's the harm in risking my life!"

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Longshou Street, Donggui Tavern

The originally noisy tavern suddenly became quiet. Even Lei Mengsha, who was usually eloquent, was silent at this moment.

All this was because of a touch of red that suddenly appeared in front of the tavern!

Everyone looked closely and could tell from the darkness that it was a woman with a graceful figure.

"Mr. Lei, you are so unpunctual!"

The voice was crisp and angry. The red color approached and stepped into the lobby of the restaurant.

"How did you come!"

Lei Mengsha was stunned and jumped up from the stool.

"If I don't come, the mosquitoes in the ruined temple outside the city will eat me!"

It turned out to be Yan Liuli, the daughter of the Yan family, wearing a red dress and a pearl hairpin on her head!

"I'm so sorry, Miss Yan, I was so drunk that I messed up everything! I forgot our agreement!"

Lei Mengsha slapped his head hard and sighed.

"Luckily, my Yan family has spies all over this street, otherwise I would have been stood up by you guys!"

Yan Liuli ignored Lei Mengsha and sat among the crowd.

"You are Yan Liuli. Your Yan family is so powerful. If it weren't for my cousin, Baili Dongjun would have been trampled under your brother's feet!"

Seeing Yan Liuli's condescending look, Baili Dongjun teased

"You are a very strong boss of a tavern! Are you still alive?"

Yan Liuli's eyes wandered, and he said jokingly

"I am a magnanimous man and will not bother with you, but the assassins you sent are really lame, aren't they, cousin?"

Baili Dongjun raised his voice and glanced at Wen Yanzhao, who looked calm, trying to get back some face.

Wen Yanzhao immediately understood and replied:

"My cousin is right! Miss Yan, with the Yan family's strength, how can they make a living in Southwest Road?"

"You don't need to worry about that. My brother is my brother, and I am me. Please know!"

Yan Liuli raised her eyebrows, neither humble nor arrogant

"Okay, okay, are you all angry? Why are you talking so sarcastically? If Miss Yan has any plans, please let us know as soon as possible so that we can act accordingly!"

Lei Mengsha saw that the two of them were talking back and forth, and their tone was getting more and more hostile, so he quickly jumped out to change the subject.

"In that case, let's just be clear. My brother is trying to use me as a pawn to form an alliance with the Gu family and thus control the entire Gu family!"

"But the person I truly love is Gu Luoli. Regardless of life or death, I, Yan Liuli, will always be his!"

"I came here tonight to ask you for a favor... to help me snatch the bride!"

Yan Liuli's tone gradually became hurried, and her eyes flickered with tears.

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Then she explained the plans of Liu Yue and Mo Chen escorting Gu Luoli's body and the bride-stealing plan.

Everyone was shocked, only Sikong Changfeng remained calm, as if he had expected it.

"Miss Yan, I really can't believe that you, a weak woman, are as cunning and shrewd as your brother!"

Sikong Changfeng rubbed his hands and said:

Baili Dongjun glanced at Sikong Changfeng:

"It's a money-losing product. How did you tell that?"

Before Sikong Changfeng could speak, Lei Mengsha said with emotion: "I never thought that you, a young boy, could have such a pair of discerning eyes and see through the world!"

Sikong Changfeng's handsome face turned slightly red, and then Yan Liuli spoke again:

"You know, the person playing chess now is never my brother Yan Bietian, but me!"

Yan Liuli stood up as soon as she finished speaking, with a somewhat resentful look on her face, and glanced at Wen Yanzhao's face:

"I guess this must be the young master of the Wen family who defeated the four assassins with one move. He is indeed extraordinary!"

"It's me!" Wen Yanzhao said, meeting Yan Liuli's gaze.

"Remember to be prepared to kill!"

Yan Liuli threw down these words and turned to walk out of the wine shop.

Everyone in the tavern watched the red color gradually fade away. Baili Dongjun's eyes moved quickly, and he looked around at everyone and muttered:

"Excuse me, that's a bit perverted!"

Wen Yanzhao: “+1!”

Warming the wine: "+1!"

Sikong Changfeng said with resentment: "A woman trapped in love~"

Since Lei Mengsha regained his ability to speak normally, he has become more concise and to the point. He looked at Yan Liuli's back and sighed:

"How normal can you expect a woman whose heart is full of resentment and ambition to be?"

Luo Xuan: "Let's stop talking nonsense and decide on the candidate for the bride!"

Lei Mengsha stood up from the stool after hearing this and stretched his back.

"Old Six and I obviously can't show up in public too much. We need someone who is not well-known in the world but is very powerful!"

"Moreover...the Yan family and the forces behind them must be wary of this person and not afraid of revenge!"

As soon as Lei Mengsha finished speaking, everyone turned their attention to Wen Yanzhao, except for the man who was leisurely drinking from the pot of wine.

"The organization has decided that the best candidate for this mission of snatching the bride is you!"

Seeing that everyone had come to a conclusion, Lei Mengsha pointed his finger at Wen Yanzhao and said loudly: