Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!
Chapter 393

Chapter 393: Chapter 393

He had thought that Nan Jingchen locking himself in the R&D room every day was just to study the weapons they had on hand and those in the arsenal behind the mountain. He hadn’t expected there to be a surprise.

No wonder the boss had arranged for him to come to Moon Island; there had been preparations in place.

He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. With this batch of weapons, Moon Island could finally be defended.

"Retreat, retreat, retreat!"

The person in the lead had his right leg blown off, with most of their people dead or injured, and not a single body intact.

"It’s too horrifying, how could they have so many weapons?!"

"We were fooled by Lei Meng! Damn it!"

The people from the Underground Alliance began to panic, no one daring to rush forward anymore, with guns and bombs all around, advancing meant certain death.

Where did they get such heavy weapons?!

"Are they retreating?"

"Do we pursue? They have only twenty or thirty people left?"

The defenders of Moon Island saw them starting to withdraw and wanted to chase after them to annihilate them, to avenge their fallen brothers.

The gunfire outside gradually came to a stop. Xiao Bai switched the surveillance footage to the perimeter of the island, and in a moment, the people from the Underground Alliance appeared onscreen.

"No need to chase, they won’t come again anytime soon." Xiao Bai breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Pursuing them would also result in casualties among their people; as long as Moon Island could be held, that was enough.

The tense muscles of everyone present finally relaxed, and Xiao Bai hurriedly made a call to Yun Yue.

"Boss, Moon Island has been held. Thanks to the weapons made by Nan Jingchen, I’ll never underestimate him again." Xiao Bai felt as if he had survived a great disaster.

The kid might look unreliable, but he turned out to be quite useful at the crucial moment.

"Alright, then I’ll tell them there’s no need to come." Yun Yue’s brows raised, she stopped what she was doing. She had thought he was calling to say they couldn’t hold it, but they did.

It seemed that Nan Jingchen did have some uses.

At sea.

The people from Fishing Island who rushed to help encountered those from the Underground Alliance who were preparing to flee.

Wu Er was just performing a task on Fishing Island, and after receiving the intelligence, he immediately led his team over. Now seeing the utterly disheveled people from the Underground Alliance trying to flee, he smirked.

"Brothers, time to work, let’s wipe them out."

They were all beaten soldiers, easy to extinguish.

"Alright, let’s do this!"

Their eyes lit up with excitement, they loved taking advantage of such situations.

...

Half an hour later, Yun Yue received a message from Wu Yi and let out a scoff.

That’s pretty unlucky.

She glanced at the time, it was already 12 o’clock. She yawned, shut down the computer, laid down on the bed, turned off the light, and went to sleep.

At Shengting Building B, Qiu Jun sat on the sofa with his eyes closed, a suffocating aura surrounding him.

Suddenly, a cell phone ring broke the silence of the room. Wu Qing answered the call, his expression changing drastically.

After hanging up, he spoke heavily, "Young Master Qiu, our entire force is annihilated."

"Moon Island had heavy weapons, and although we were already retreating, we encountered Wu Er from the Black Alliance at sea. Everyone died."

A hundred people had gone, not one survived, all dying at the hands of Moon Island and the Black Alliance.

Qiu Jun’s gaze turned dark, his eyes closing in pain, his voice hoarse, "Understood. For the time being, we rest and recover."

A hundred people were neither a large nor small number. Not only was the entire force destroyed, but the actual condition of Moon Island had not been scouted out.

"Young Master Qiu, don’t you find it strange? How could Moon Island possess heavy weaponry? Our people also have decent weapons, so why were they completely wiped out?"

According to the information provided by Lei Meng, someone had always been manufacturing weapons on Moon Island.

The weapons on Moon Island, including the missile from last time, should all be made by him.

"Of course, there’s someone behind the scenes making weapons for them," Qiu Jun’s gaze was fierce and vengeful, "Aside from the Nan Family, no one else in the world has the capability to manufacture such formidable weapons."

Could it be that someone from the Nan Family is still alive?!

"Go, check on the Beijing Nan Family."

He wanted to see who was still alive.

Back then, the entire Nan Family had perished, leaving only Nan Jingchen and Nancy.

Later, Nancy committed suicide, and Nan Jingchen also died. He couldn’t understand who from the Nan Family was still alive and now working for Golden Net.

He had always thought that Moon Island was an independent power, until some time ago when he learned that Moon Island was one of Golden Net’s strongholds.

According to the intelligence he obtained, it was a weapons stronghold, with a large cache of arms hidden on the island, which he guessed was made by that person.

No wonder Golden Net had more precise and advanced weapons than theirs.

Wu Qing was shocked—was someone from the Nan Family really still alive?!

She quietly left, while Qiu Jun stood up and stepped onto the balcony, looking across with a rare smile on his face.

"Now you are right under my nose, and I won’t let you get away again."

His dark, deep eyes flashed with a grim light. Sooner or later, he would snatch you from Xiao Chen’s hands.

The next day.

Yun Yue was still immersed in the art studio all day long; she painted almost one picture every day.

Under his mentor’s guidance, Ning Tingyu also had some insights, to the point that even Du Chunsheng felt pleasantly surprised.

After all, it’s easier to teach young people. It hadn’t been long since Ning Tingyu started following Yun Yue, yet he had already broken through his bottleneck and his perspective had changed. Originally feeling that he was somewhat lacking to test for a B-level mentor, now he was confident that he could definitely achieve it.

Jiang Wenshan was also delighted, "Your disciple has great talent and high comprehension."

Du Chunsheng didn’t shy away from praising him either, laughing warmly, "His heart is pure and untainted by the world, which is a rare and valuable trait. However, he still has much to learn, and following Yun Yue, he can progress even faster."

Don’t think of Yun Yue as just an eighteen-year-old child; her heart might even be more steadfast and experienced than his, capable of producing such paintings. Even he had something to learn from her.

The two stood at the window, each bragging about their disciples, breaking into shared laughter before cheerfully departing.

After Ning Tingyu finished a painting, he took it to show Yun Yue, "Yun Yue, can you take a look and tell me what you think of this painting?"

Yun Yue paused her current activity and looked up.

His painting was very distinctive, with flowers, grass, insects, and fish as common themes, showing nature in harmonious co-existence. It was evident that he was someone who loved life.

The painting also carried deep meaning, presenting the current social conditions through the medium of art.

"Not bad, you’ve made significant progress."

Yun Yue rarely gave such praise. Previously, although his paintings were good, they lacked depth and it was unclear what he wanted to express. Now, one could see what he was trying to convey.

"It’s because you teach well. The teacher told me to learn more from you." Ning Tingyu smiled sheepishly, ruffling his hair with bright eyes.

"It’s time for lunch, let’s go eat. I’ve just been paid a bonus, so it’s my treat."

Yun Yue nodded slightly, "Okay, you’re treating."

The two of them left and Yun Yue took him to a roadside diner.

He looked at her in surprise, "This is the place you said was really good?"

He glanced at Yun Yue’s attire. He didn’t recognize the brands, but he could tell they were expensive. Do rich people like her also eat at roadside diners?

"Is there a problem?" Yun Yue sat down, her lips curling slightly as she looked at him.