Hades, the Urban Legend

Chapter 621: Chapter 624: Security

In the early morning, Yan Capital still lay dormant like a slumbering lion. Under the gray sky, streetlights flickered, casting a faint glow. The skyscrapers, towering and dense, stood in stark contrast to the ancient city walls, exuding an aura of age and solidity.

In the penthouse suite of a foreign-owned five-star hotel in Yan Capital, the lights were dim, and the room had not seen rest all night. The delicate moans and gasps of a woman occasionally gave way to sharp cries of pain, but more often, they were weak and exhausted, almost as if she might pass out.

The entire room was filled with the scent of hormones and the woman's rose perfume. Suddenly, the woman let out a sharp scream, followed by a sobbing sound that gradually subsided.

On the spacious soft bed, the white sheets were covered with various signs of madness. A beautiful, naked woman was leaning against the chest of a tall, muscular man. The man's face, devilishly handsome, was also bare. With one hand, he held the woman like a doll, and with the other, he leisurely took a cup of strong-smelling liquor from a pearwood bedside table.

The strong smell of alcohol made the already exhausted woman frown, but she didn't dare show any resentment.

"How are things?" the man asked emotionlessly after taking a sip of the spicy liquor.

The woman, who was drowsy, immediately perked up at his question despite her fatigue. She raised her pretty, oval face towards the man. It was Tang Xin, Tang Wan's cousin.

"Since Tang Wan was poisoned, she's been isolated in the hospital. Grandpa is resting at the family estate, seemingly struck by the incident, leaving Tang Huang in charge. The household is in chaos," Tang Xin said with a charming smile.

A cold smile appeared on the man's face. "Who are they suspecting now?"

Tang Xin replied cunningly, "Those fools think Tang Huang poisoned her. But those supporting Tang Huang wouldn't say it outright, and those supporting Tang Wan, seeing her in this state, don't dare make a move. At this rate, the Tang family will soon be divided."

"Hmph," the man, Yan Buyan, sneered dismissively.

Tang Xin hesitated before asking, "Buyan, once this is over, will you kill the Tang family?"

"Kill? Why should I kill them?" Yan Buyan retorted.

Tang Xin quickly shook her head. "I was just asking. No matter what you decide, I'll support you."

Her eyes were filled with a fervent admiration as if the man before her was her entire belief.

Yan Buyan ignored the passionate look in her eyes. He tossed the cup onto the carpet and slapped Tang Xin's buttocks hard. "Snap!"

"Don't sleep. Go back to the Tang family and keep an eye on everything," Yan Buyan ordered coldly.

Tang Xin, feeling aggrieved, got up. "You kept me up all night. Can't I rest in your arms for a bit?"

"What, do you think I'm treating you badly?" Yan Buyan asked with a cold smile.

Tang Xin's face turned pale, and she quickly shook her head. "No, that's not what I meant. I'll go right away."

Struggling to get up, Tang Xin endured the pain and slowly dressed, glancing occasionally at the man on the bed who had his eyes closed in rest. Once dressed, she bit her lip and asked, "Buyan, once this is all over, you'll marry me, right?"

Yan Buyan opened his eyes and glanced at her. "Mm," he grunted ambiguously.

This vague response filled Tang Xin with intense hope. She bit her lip, rushed over to kiss Yan Buyan, and reluctantly left the penthouse suite, looking back every few steps.

As the door closed, Yan Buyan sneered, a hint of madness in his eyes. "Marry a bitch like her? My woman will only be my goddess."

In the backyard of the Yang family's guarded compound in Yan Capital, Yang Gongming stood at a stone table early in the morning, practicing calligraphy with a brush. The table was set with rice paper and fragrant ink.

Before long, Yan Sanniang arrived in the courtyard with a tray of morning tea and snacks, placing it on a nearby wooden table. She didn't disturb Yang Gongming's calligraphy practice, quietly observing instead.

Yang Gongming, fully concentrated, continued writing for another ten minutes before slowly putting down his brush. He turned to Yan Sanniang with a smile, "Sanniang, my calligraphy seems to have regressed recently."

"I can't see any difference," Yan Sanniang replied with a gentle smile.

"Heh, getting old. My hands are starting to shake. I could hold a heavy machine gun steady back then, but now I can't even hold a brush without trembling. The years have truly taken their toll," Yang Gongming sighed.

A trace of melancholy flashed in Yan Sanniang's eyes, but she quickly smiled again, "Though your hand may tremble, the essence and spirit of your calligraphy are still there. Your writing has become more profound."

Yang Gongming waved off the compliment, moved to the table, and started eating the breakfast snacks. After a few bites, he asked, "Has that rascal Yang Chen arrived?"

Yan Sanniang nodded, "He arrived early this morning. By now, he should be here."

"The Tang family's situation is strange. Regardless, they are the most crucial of the Four Great Families. At critical moments, we cannot stand by idly. I believe the Li and Ning families are already paying attention," Yang Gongming said calmly. "If Yang Chen can save her, that would be best. If not, Sanniang, you should check it out. Perhaps you can salvage the situation."

Yan Sanniang nodded, "Rest assured, sir. The young lady of the Tang family is not in immediate danger."

"If it weren't for having a daughter, Tang Zhechen's granddaughter would be quite a remarkable girl. It's a pity, though, considering the generational differences," Yang Gongming sighed.

Yan Sanniang smiled, "Young Master Chen already has quite a few women around him. If times were different, I wouldn't be able to tolerate it."

Yang Gongming laughed heartily, "Let him be. I'm old, and I'll play the fool once. As long as the children are happy, they can do as they please. If women want to be with him, that's his business. However, not all of them can enter the Yang family."

"Sir, you seem confident that Young Master Chen will acknowledge his heritage," Yan Sanniang remarked curiously.

Yang Gongming shook his head, "I'm not confident, but I'm prepared for his return."

He pointed to the calligraphy he had just finished, "Sanniang, keep an eye on Yang Chen's activities in Yan Capital. Many people will know of his arrival. If anything happens, inform me immediately. When you have the chance, give him this piece."

Yan Sanniang glanced at the freshly inked calligraphy and nodded in understanding.

Meanwhile, at Yan Capital International Airport, Yang Chen, accompanied by Tianlong and Ye Zi, had just exited the domestic arrivals terminal. He felt a tickle in his nose and almost sneezed.

"Damn, seems like a lot of people are talking about me," Yang Chen muttered to himself, looking around. He asked Tianlong, "Hey, Tianlong, where's our ride? My time is precious."

Tianlong sighed in frustration and pointed to a black Infiniti QX56 SUV parked not far away, "Over there. We wouldn't dare neglect you."

Yang Chen nodded in satisfaction and patted Tianlong's shoulder, "Good service. I'll talk to General Cai about getting you a raise."

Ye Zi rolled her eyes, "Brother Yang, we don't get paid."

"What?!" Yang Chen exclaimed in shock. "You mean you Iron Yellow guys don't get paid for your hard work? Tsk tsk, that's a shame. Why don't you quit Iron Yellow and join my entertainment company? We need security and receptionists."

Without waiting for a response, Yang Chen laughed heartily and headed for the SUV, leaving Tianlong and Ye Zi speechless and their faces alternating between pale and green. Yang Chen opened the car door and got in, still chuckling.