Chapter 708. Where is Wang Shuo? (2)

Chu Chen shook his head, his thin lips gently curling into a smile, "At first, I merely suspected that your Mo Family was repeatedly scheming against us from behind the scenes, and the auction was nothing but a facade. I didn’t expect you to actually take the bait, and with one bluff, you revealed yourself."

A vein bulged at Mo Yu’s temple with anger, "Was it Qian Mian who told you?"

"You’re actually wronging him in this. He has been utterly loyal to your Mo Family; he wouldn’t reveal a single word and ended his own life," said Chu Chen with his arms crossed and a smile that wasn’t quite a smile.

"But I also didn’t expect that the charm of that iron box would be so great that it would cause you to lose your composure so quickly."

Mo Yu’s face soured with regret for her own impulsive actions. If it weren’t for her eagerness to recruit Leng Yi, she wouldn’t have fallen into their trap so easily.

Chu Chen said, "There is something I am quite curious about though. Our four people have never had any dealings with the Mo Family, yet your hostility towards us seems quite inexplicable, doesn’t it?"

"Don’t even think about getting anything out of me," Mo Yu sneered coldly.

Having been duped once, she wouldn’t be so foolish as to fall for their tricks a second time.

"I’ll tell you this—if you know what’s good for you, you’d better let me leave. Otherwise, your ’K’ organization can forget about being undisturbed. I forgot to mention one thing: Mo Lingling is also in my hands now. If you don’t want anything to happen to her, you’d best be wise."

"What do I care about Mo Lingling’s well-being? How you deal with her is up to you," Chu Chen said indifferently.

Mo Yu brought up Mo Tian, "She’s your master’s granddaughter; you really don’t care about her well-being?"

"The day Mo Lingling started doing your Mo Family’s dirty work, she should have been clear about the consequences she’d face. You’re trying to use my master as leverage—could it be you know my master?" Chu Chen retorted with a mocking smile, constantly trying to draw her out.

But this time, Mo Yu had learned her lesson and wasn’t as easily deceived as before.

"Chu Chen, you needn’t try to get anything more out of me. If I can’t leave this place today, none of you will have it easy," she said.

"Standing on our turf and still not knowing how to behave, Mo Yu, I’m starting to wonder if you left your brain at home when you stepped out," Chu Chen taunted.

The cool voice came from the stairway, accompanied by several footsteps.

Recognizing the familiar tone, Mo Yu knew who it was without turning around.

She glanced sideways at Aqiao, unable to conceal her blame in her eyes.

Knowing this was her own failure, Aqiao silently hung her head, not daring to speak out in her own defense.

This time she had been outmaneuvered by Chu Chen and his group. She had been too rash in her actions, bringing the lady over without conducting thorough investigations.

Mo Yu watched the people descending from upstairs, her expression growing increasingly ugly.

Ye Jiuliang came over, his smile carrying a hint of rascality, "Mrs. Mo, why such an ugly look on your face? It couldn’t be that you’re overly surprised to see us, could it?"

"You were all just pretending before? You never really fell out?" Mo Yu stared at Ye Jiuliang with a fierce expression.

"Did you really think that just one Mo Ling could disrupt our relationship?" Ye Jiuliang chuckled lightly, his voice cool, "Are you overestimating Mo Ling, or underestimating us?"

The bond we formed while growing up together, the camaraderie that we had shared through life and death, not even ten Mo Lings combined could shake it in the slightest.

Gu Xinuo took over the conversation, "Star of the Sea is my family heirloom, do you think I wouldn’t recognize it? Plus, you also overlooked one thing—the real Star of the Sea is in Ajiu’s hands, your gambit was utterly flawed."

On hearing this, Mo Yu’s face turned a mix of green and purple, her discontent not fully concealed.

She had made use of Mo Lingling, yet they turned it around on them.

"So, the information about the ’K’ organization on the cellphone was also leaked to Mo Lingling deliberately by you?"

Ye Jiuliang nodded, openly admitting, "Otherwise, do you think that Mo Lingling alone could obtain those things?"

"You set this trap just to confirm your speculations?" Mo Yu’s gaze was icy as she looked at Ye Jiuliang, and her rhetorical question was filled with certainty.

The falling out between the K Organization and the Dark Hall was simply ludicrous.

All of this was a lie they concocted to lure her out.

"So what if it was," Ye Jiuliang raised an eyebrow, his voice suddenly turning cold, "where is Wang Shuo?"

"Wang Shuo? I don’t know what you’re talking about." Even at this point, Mo Yu was stubbornly denying it, unwilling to tell the truth.

Ye Jiuliang took a step forward, his piercing gaze devoid of warmth, "There’s no need for denial. I’ve asked Mo Chen, he said Old Master Mo bears a six to seven resemblance to our master. Can you explain this to me? Why would two unrelated individuals look so similar?"

Upon hearing that Mo Chen had let something slip, Mo Yu’s expression soured.

That damn Mo Chen, she had warned him repeatedly, yet he had slipped up.

"Having the same surname and resembling each other, it can’t be that much of a coincidence in this world, right?" Ye Jiuliang continued.

Mo Yu was determined to keep silent, refusing to speak.

After all, as long as she didn’t admit anything, Ye Jiuliang had no way of getting to her, and she would never let slip the old master’s affairs.

Ye Jiuliang took another step forward; Aqiao retreated to block Mo Yu firmly, afraid that Ye Jiuliang might launch a sudden attack.

However, he didn’t even consider her, Aqiao, important; his cold gaze was fixed on Mo Yu, "You don’t have to speak if you don’t want to. There’s another matter we should settle while we’re at it."

"When did my father, Ye Yuan, become a man of the Mo Family? My father’s wife is named Lan Ning, when was it your turn, Mo Yu?"

The heavy voice hammered into Mo Yu’s ears like a bolt from the blue, leaving her mind completely blank.

She gasped for breath, as though someone was choking her, "You..."

How could she know about this? It was impossible for her to know.

Back then, very few people were aware of this matter. How did Ye Jiuliang come to know?

It couldn’t have been Mo Chen who had slipped up; even Mo Chen thought Mo Yuan and Ye Yuan were two different people. How did Ye Jiuliang find out about this?

Baffled for a moment, panic flickered in Mo Yu’s eyes, unsettling her.

"Achen." Ye Jiuliang gave Aqiao a cold glance and called out softly.

Chu Chen responded with an understanding smile and lightly stepped forward, reaching Aqiao in the blink of an eye.

With a long arm, he grabbed her gun-wielding hand and twisted forcefully. Aqiao’s face twisted in pain as the gun in her hand clattered to the ground.

Taking advantage of the moment, Chu Chen grasped her by the neck and dragged her aside.

At that moment, Gu Xinuo pinched a silver needle between her fingertips and stabbed it into Aqiao’s shoulder from behind.

The two worked together flawlessly, catching even Mo Yu off guard.

"Ugh—"

Aqiao let out a pained grunt as a wave of weakness surged over her, her hands uncontrollably drooping.

Chu Chen released his hold, a flicker of disgust crossing his eyes.

The silver needle drove into her shoulder, its effects kicking in, and Aqiao felt powerless, her legs gave in, and she collapsed onto the ground uncontrollably.