Chapter 888
Fell for It
Yang Chen looked around. âIf you donât know of Yan Buwen⊠then what about Yang Lie? Why isnât he here to back you up? Did he decide to depart early?â
âWhoâs Yang Lie? I donât know either of them.â Drogba chuckled.
Yang Chen sighed. âYou really just want to die. Do you think the mysterious powers Yan Buwen gave to you will save you?â
âNo. Iâm not thinking that at all.â Drogba let out a lopsided smile. âEven the clone couldnât beat you so how could I possibly win? Iâm not that stupid. Iâve spent a considerable amount of time planning my escape.â
Yang Chen was starting to get bored of his monologuing.
He walked towards Drogba while saying, âIt took me three to four hits to kill the clone. How many do you think you will need?â
Drogba stayed still and sneered, âPluto, why donât you call home and check on them?â
Yang Chen was startled. Home?
He had already sent the Sea Eagles over to take care of them, so what could possibly go wrong?
âItâs up to you if you trust me. You may attack me if you wish but will you do it at the expense of your family?â
Yang Chen hesitated at first but he reckoned Drogba couldnât get away anyway so he took out his phone and called home.
It took a few rings before someone picked up the phone.
âHelloâŠâ
It was Guo Xuehua and she sounded as though she was trembling.
Yang Chen frowned immediately. âMom, what happened?â
Guo Xuehua took a deep breath. âYang Chen⊠someone came into our house with two men who had fainted. They blocked Yulan and me from leaving. Luckily Zhenxiu isnât home. What is happening?â
Yang Chen was shocked! Could the two men be members of the Sea Eagles?
Did Yan Buwen send another clone over? But if that clone didnât have abilities similar to those of the main gods, how could he have knocked the Sea Eagles out cold?!
Did Yan Buwen form an army of gods?!
Yang Chenâs facial expression was unreadable when he saw how cocky Drogba looked. âMom, let him answer the phone.â
The phone was passed around and Yang Chen was surprised to hear the personâs voice.
âYour Majesty Pluto, do you still remember me?â
âMourinho?!â
It dawned on him and Yang Chen immediately pieced together the big puzzle he had been trying to solve!
Lilith saw his shocked expression and was even more confused to hear the word âMourinhoâ.
âThatâs right, itâs me.â Mourinho guffawed. âThanks to you, I managed to escape the annoying royal members of the Camarilla and break into your house.â
Yang Chen pinched his nose bridge. âYou were with them all along?â
âBingo, congratulations. You are right.â Mourinho grinned. âHow was my acting? Oscar-worthy, donât you think? I think you were touched by my acting skills last night. I wanted to laugh at the stupidity of the situation so badly but held it in.â
Yang Chenâs face was dark, as though he was drowned in black clouds.
Lilith couldnât help but ask, âYour Majesty Pluto, isnât Mourinho the lowlife that you asked us to let go, whatâs wrong with him?â
Drogba said in disdain before Yang Chen could reply, âLet me tell you what happened, Miss Lilith. Mourinho acted out a perfect Shakespeare tragedy in front of our ever so mighty Pluto. He tried to avenge his human lover and was manipulated by someone else. And His Majesty Pluto fell for it. I suppose heâs too naive to believe that a vampire would actually love a muggle?
âHaha! That singer Lu Yao was a servant of Mourinho. He killed her and claimed that he was avenging her later. She might have been a superstar to the humans but to us, she was nothing but a slave. She had served her purpose by dying and bringing trouble to you guysâŠâ
Lilith was shocked, looking at Yang Chen in disbelief. She could have never imagined that Yang Chen was manipulated by them!
Yang Chen tightened his fists. He started trembling in rage.
No wonder the Sea Eagles couldnât sense his presence. The blood race were stealthy creatures and masters of hypnosis.
The thing Yang Chen was most upset about was that he was fooled by them, just because he felt bad for him?! He had let the culprit go with his own hands?!
âNow, can I leave yet?â
Drogba laid out his palms and grinned. âI believe Your Majesty Pluto wouldnât dare to risk the life of your family members just to kill me, would you?â
Drogba and Mourinho had planned this well. Once Drogba managed to get away, Mourinho would bring his family away. As long as they werenât caught by Yang Chen immediately, they could hide under the aid of Yan Buwen. Even Lilithâs tracker wouldnât help to trace them down.
At the same time, Guo Xuehua and Wang Ma would have been the perfect pawns to control Yang Chen with.
But Yang Chen remained quiet at the change of events.
Lilith tried to persuade him. âYour Majesty Pluto, why donât we let him live for a few more days? Itâs not your fault that heâs too sly. We shouldnât place your family in danger.â
Yang Chen didnât respond, as if deep in thought.
Lilith thought he was still contemplating the outcomes. She began to worry. âYour Majesty Pluto, donât act rashly! Drogba isnât an ordinary vampire. Heâs the son of Prince Raphael from the Tzimisce clan. Killing him means declaring war with Prince Raphael. The Camarilla hasnât been at peace with Sabbat so itâs fine for us but my father said that Prince Raphaelâs strength is unpredictable. Please think twice before doing anythingâŠâ
Yang Chen lifted his head abruptly.
His gaze wasnât filled with rage or regret. Instead, he smiled and said to her, âLilith, thanks for consoling me but I donât need it. I was feeling particularly good these few days so I might have forgotten that some creatures were just cold bloodedâŠâ
âHmm?â Lilith couldnât understand what he was saying.
Yang Chen smirked and told Drogba, âYou know what, youâve committed a fatal mistakeâŠâ
Drogba was already puzzled by his expression and when he heard that, he rebutted out of reflex. âWhat mistake?â
Yang Chen scratched his head. âWell I canât blame you for not knowing⊠I avoided doing this because I didnât want to face the tribulations that came with it âŠâ
âWhat are you trying to say? Is this a pretense? Stop joking!â Drogba snorted. He tore his clothes away and walked towards the parking lot. âIf you dare to attack, Mourinho can sense when Iâve gotten too weak. Your family members will die. Alright⊠Iâve no time to play games with you.â
âThis isnât a gameâŠâ
Yang Chen muttered and vanished at the next second!
Drogba felt something cold behind his back but before he could react, Yang Chen caved his head in all the way into his chest!
But he didnât turn into pieces even though Yang Chen used the same strength since Drogbaâs body was much tougher than Lafayette!
Even so, he had been incapacitated in a matter of seconds!
Lilith exclaimed in shock. Wouldnât Mourinho kill Yang Chenâs family members?! Did he just give up his mother to kill a pawn?
But she was proven wrong!
Yang Chen had vanished again right after he buried Drogba into the sand!
At the same time, a hand appeared out of thin air and gripped Mourinhoâs neck in the Xijiao villa!