Supreme Warrior in the City
Chapter 370 - 369 Mo Qianli’s Cunning Plan

Chapter 370: Chapter 369 Mo Qianli’s Cunning Plan

Ye Wantong sat beside, her face as cold as frost, "Su Yang, I’ve always thought highly of you. Even though your family background is average, I felt that you and Ying’er were well matched. Especially this time, Ying’er ran into trouble, and you came to help her straight away, even writing such a beautiful piece of music. I truly admire you for that."

"But why must you be such a flirt? If you’ve chosen Ying’er, you should be entirely devoted to her. Why are you still so indecisive?"

"Do you really think you’re some kind of Casanova, capable of dating two at the same time? Let me tell you, that’s impossible. The man who belongs to Ye Wantong, in this lifetime, must belong only to me, both body and soul!"

Su Yang didn’t listen to a word Ye Wantong said; he was too furious, "You... where did you get this letter?"

"Nonsense, what do you think!" Ye Wantong snapped, "Of course, it came in the mail!"

"Who sent it to you?" Su Yang asked urgently.

"What do you think?" Ye Wantong retorted angrily.

"I..." Su Yang was on the verge of spitting blood, "I really didn’t write this!"

"So you decide not to admit it now?" Ye Wantong frowned, "Su Yang, you’re only disappointing me more and more. Is this the kind of person you are?"

"My goodness, I’m not denying it, I truly didn’t write this!" Su Yang was close to breaking down, "I’ve never written this!"

"You’ve never written it?" Ye Wantong said coldly, "I’ve seen your compositions. This is your handwriting!"

"That’s the issue!" Su Yang said helplessly, "But I never wrote this, someone wrote this specifically to deceive you!"

"Make it up as you go!" Ye Wantong said furiously.

"Damn it!" Su Yang was also angry, "Ye Wantong, let me make this clear to you. You might be like a celestial being in others’ eyes, but to me, you’re not that significant. You’re not that important to me, in fact, you’re not even slightly weighty in my heart. We are merely two acquaintances, that’s all."

"And you don’t need to talk to me about disappointment. Rest assured, I won’t have the slightest feelings for you."

"As for Ying’er, I helped her because she’s my friend, there’s no other feeling involved. So, don’t think that I’m pursuing her, I’m just doing what a friend should do!"

"I don’t know who wrote this letter, and I don’t know who’s trying to frame me. However, the innocent clear themselves; I didn’t write it, and I don’t need to defend myself. If you feel I’ve let you down, then we shouldn’t see each other again!"

Having said that, Su Yang directly opened the car door and left without giving Ye Wantong another thought.

Ye Wantong was immediately dumbfounded. She was a proud daughter of heaven; when had anyone treated her like this?

She turned to speak, but Su Yang was already far away. Su Yang didn’t bother to argue with her, so he didn’t stay either.

"Damn it!" Ye Wantong was furious and started the car to chase after him. Just at that moment, a shadow suddenly appeared beside her car.

Before she could react, the car door was opened, and immediately, a knife was held against her neck.

"Miss Ye, hello!" A cold, piercing voice came from behind.

Ye Wantong’s complexion turned icy cold as she said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

"It’s me, Su Yang!" The person behind her let out a jeering cold laugh.

"You..." Ye Wantong turned around to look, only to see a skinny old man with an extremely ugly face sitting in the back of the carriage.

The old man was holding a thick-backed sabre, the handle of which was a terrifying skeleton head, while the blade was covered in engravings and blood stains, as if it had seen countless bloodshed.

This old man was none other than Three-blade Huang Beilun’s master, Ghost Blade Mo Qianli!

Ye Wantong did not recognize Mo Qianli, but she was startled by his face nevertheless.

"You... who exactly are you?" Ye Wantong demanded angrily, "Do you know who I am!"

"Heh heh heh..." Ghost Blade Mo Qianli sneered, "The Miss Ye of the Ye Family, the only daughter of Sword Saint Ye Jiansheng, of course I know who you are!"

"Knowing who I am and still daring to treat me this way!" Ye Wantong shouted angrily, "My father has been in Pingnan Province these past few days; do you have any idea what happens to those who anger my father?"

"Heh heh heh..." Ghost Blade Mo Qianli sneered again, "Sword Saint Ye Jiansheng, such a formidable reputation. Tsk tsk, if it had been in the past, indeed I would have feared him somewhat. But times have changed. There’s no telling how long the Sword Saint will last this time, and you’re trying to scare me with him? Haha, how laughable!"

"What... what do you mean?" Ye Wantong was getting anxious.

Just then, another car door opened, and a fatty plopped down into the seat.

"Ghost Grandpa, it’s all taken care of!" The fatty, who was indeed Eight-Faced Yama, chuckled, "All the surveillance has been destroyed, and another letter has been delivered to the Ye Family. Soon the Ye Family will definitely think that Su Yang was the one who kidnapped Ye Wantong. He won’t be able to escape!"

"You... you all..." Ye Wantong’s face turned deathly pale, and she voiced tremulously, "That letter... was it written by you?"

"What else?" Ghost Blade Mo Qianli chuckled sinisterly, "How about it? My imitation of Su Yang’s handwriting isn’t bad, right? If I hadn’t imitated Su Yang’s handwriting to write that letter, we probably couldn’t have lured you out of the Ye Family so easily!"

Ye Wantong immediately felt crestfallen; she had thought the letter was written by Su Yang, and she had harbored immense contempt for him in her heart. It never occurred to her that the letter wasn’t written by Su Yang after all, and she had completely misjudged him.

Thinking back to Su Yang’s words just before, Ye Wantong only wished she could find a hole to crawl into. In the end, the one who was truly delusional was herself!

Taking a deep breath, Ye Wantong gritted her teeth and said, "Eight-Faced Yama, I know you. You should be aware that my father will not let off anyone who harms me!"

"Miss, don’t scare me now, you know how timid I am!" Eight-Faced Yama chuckled, "The Sword Saint has such a temper, it seems he can only be killed. Otherwise, I won’t be able to sleep peacefully for the rest of my life!"

"You think you can kill my father?" Ye Wantong said coldly, "Do you even know how to spell ’death’?"

"Heh heh..." Eight-Faced Yama laughed, "Miss Ye, you still don’t understand the situation. The Sword Saint thinks that Su Yang kidnapped you, he will definitely have a showdown with Su Yang. Of course, Su Yang is doomed, definitely no match for the Sword Saint. When the Sword Saint triumphantly returns, we’ll use you as leverage. Tell me, will the Sword Saint be willing to trade his own life for the life of his precious daughter?"

"You... you all..." Ye Wantong was stupefied; she finally realized what these people were up to. She was also filled with regret, wondering how she could have fallen for their trap.

"Miss Ye, take a rest. After we’ve killed the Sword Saint, I will sell you off to Africa and find you a good black man to marry!" Eight-Faced Yama snickered and, reaching out, gave Ye Wantong a tap on the back of her head, causing her to faint.

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