Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 618 - 41: On a Dark and Windy Night, A Time for Murder and Arson

Wang Yunxiao and Cheng Xuefei sat in the tavern, watching the military truck whiz past the street where the Wei Family resided.

Everything was as Wang Yunxiao had anticipated; the Wei Family did not intend to take the humiliation lying down.

A family capable of raising such arrogant and presumptuous offspring, how could they tolerate being extorted for a hundred thousand Money by some street riffraff?

"Our main plan is to rescue Tang Moli. As for Wei Anyu, after all, it is her own affair, and we should respect her personal wishes. If she is willing to leave with us, then we shall leave together. If not, we won’t force her."

Wang Yunxiao whispered to Cheng Xuefei.

"Is that all? I thought you were planning to make a big scene at the Wei Family’s, just like what happened at the Shen Family."

"You must have some misconceptions about me; I never made a big scene at the Shen Family. Or, perhaps we have different definitions of what ’making a big scene’ means."

Wang Yunxiao corrected: "We never laid a finger on the Shen Family, well, at least not in any way that would be considered publicly disgraceful."

Cheng Xuefei narrowed her eyes and stared at Wang Yunxiao.

"You are guarded around me."

"That depends on how you understand ’being guarded’, Captain Cheng. Our relationship isn’t indeed so close that we can talk about anything and everything. But as far as the current matter is concerned, you should be more informed than I am; what could I possibly have to hide?"

"Your tone is becoming more and more like Yu’an’s. I’ve noticed that people like you, the more guarded your hearts are, the more polite your words become, carefully choosing your phrases so as not to let anyone find fault."

Then what else could it be? Sister, you and I aren’t exactly on terms where we can just kick our shoes off and climb onto the kang together, are we?

Wang Yunxiao spread his hands: "Captain Cheng, I’m a vulgar man, not familiar with the etiquettes of your circle. If you have any thoughts, just speak them out. Shouldn’t we all be a bit more candid? Back and forth like this, wouldn’t we become familiar?"

Cheng Xuefei laughed: "What do you mean ’your circle’? What circle is there? It’s just that they rely on their contribution, thinking themselves above everyone else. They are not any princes or generals, Noble Family or grand household... What I’m saying is, I feel your goal isn’t merely to rescue a single person, tell me the truth, and I’ll share a little secret with you in exchange. How about that?"

"If Wei Anyu has indeed been wronged and is willing to cooperate, then there are indeed some actionable opportunities."

Wang Yunxiao shrugged: "But if she herself doesn’t think it’s a big deal, why would I go out of my way to invite discomfort?"

"How exactly would you act on it?"

"Surely there are some old acquaintances of her father and brothers in the Qilin Army, right?"

"It’s not appropriate for others to interfere in domestic affairs."

"That’s not necessarily the case; it all depends on how you approach it."

"How should I approach it?"

Wang Yunxiao glanced at Cheng Xuefei: "You handle Wei Anyu first, then I’ll teach her what to say."

"Okay!"

There is a big difference between male and female thinking. Wang Yunxiao had already hinted to such an extent, but Cheng Xuefei still didn’t pick up on it, indicating she hadn’t considered that aspect at all.

In such a situation, any further explanation to her is pointless.

Ten minutes later, Wang Yunxiao saw Youtiao signaling from outside the door.

"Get ready, let’s go!"

Cheng Xuefei exclaimed, "What have you prepared?"

Wang Yunxiao pulled out a towel from his pocket and tied it around his face.

"This..."

Cheng Xuefei stared in stunned silence at the men, dressed just like Wang Yunxiao, converging from both ends of the surrounding streets, too shocked to speak.

She had initially thought that Wang Yunxiao came alone, much like the heroes in novels who charge single-handedly into danger, battling their way through and rescuing the damsel after a fierce fight...

This painting style is off!

"Water is coming through! Water is coming through!"

Hearing someone shouting loudly, they saw roaring flames billowing into the sky from behind the Wei Family’s courtyard.

Wang Yunxiao, with a group of brothers, arrived at the Wei Family’s gate, took out a notebook to flip through, and slightly raised his eyebrows.

With a creak, the gate was pushed open from the inside. Malt Ball and Fried Cake had already scaled the wall to enter, knocked out the gatekeeper, and opened the bolt. The Wei Family’s attention was now completely drawn by the fire in the backyard, oblivious to the movements at the front of the house.

"Big brother, the pit is firmly dug, Flower Strings are packed with fruit, there’s no front to the house!"

"Let’s march in shoulder to shoulder, moving Flower Strings to pick the curtain."

Cheng Xuefei stared wide-eyed at Wang Yunxiao and his brothers conversing: "You... what are you saying?"

"Dialect."

"Why does it sound so creepy to me?"

"You’re overthinking it."

I hope I’m overthinking!

Cheng Xuefei felt unsettled and continued to follow Wang Yunxiao further inside.

The Wei Family wasn’t as extravagantly rich as the Shen Family; they lived in a traditional Chinese residence with three entrances and exits.

There was no significant resistance as they walked in; they just saw guards from the family lying unconscious in pairs and threes on the ground, while the black-clad figures beside Wang Yunxiao, as they moved along, somehow had long rifles in their hands and ammunition strapped on their backs.

When Gangtou appeared carrying a machine gun from the side yard, Cheng Xuefei couldn’t hold back anymore.

"Are you here to exterminate the family? With so much firepower?"

"Don’t spout nonsense, we came empty-handed. This is all the Wei Family’s own arsenal. Isn’t it normal for a military family to have weapons?"

"You’re confiscating their stockpiled arms?"

"How is this confiscation? This is confiscating weapons! What if some short-sighted person can’t resist shooting, wouldn’t my brothers die in vain?"

Wang Yunxiao remained unfazed, his tone righteous.

They passed through the halls and alleys to the backyard, where the number of people lying on the ground grew.

Seeing Chen Yan, also with her face covered, standing at the entrance of the study in the backyard and nodding slightly at him, Wang Yunxiao immediately went over, scanned the room with a glance, and focused on an oil lamp on the desk.

Moving the oil lamp, a hidden door slowly opened beneath their feet.

Wang Yunxiao didn’t rush to go in but turned his head to ask, "Where’s the Wei Family miss?"

"In the inner residence."

Wang Yunxiao looked at Cheng Xuefei and gestured her towards the outside with his hand: "You handle Miss Wei."

But Cheng Xuefei didn’t move, her gaze fixed on Wang Yunxiao, questioning, "What’s hidden underneath?"

"Do you even need to ask me? What else can a wealthy family’s secret chamber contain? Nothing but gold, silver, the pretty stuff, or perhaps... maybe Tang Moli is down there too?"

"I want to go down with you first!"

"That’s hardly appropriate. What if there’s something unsightly... not suitable for a young lady to see..."

"I want to see for myself!"

"...Fine!"

Wang Yunxiao didn’t insist further. After all, Eldest Miss Cheng was still "trustworthy" at the moment. They were on the same side; no need to fall out over such a trivial matter.