Zhu Yanyi’s genius was no empty talk. Her usual laziness did not mean she was unaware of others’ schemes. Dealing with someone like Fang Enhua would have been easy for her.
"Who told you to target Yan Xicheng?"
The Silver Fox lost his elegant demeanor for the first time. He slapped the man, sending him crashing to the ground. "How many times have I told you? Avoid the Yan family. Avoid Yan Aohan. Did you treat my words as wind in your ears? Do you really think the Yan family is weak?"
Old Ma looked at the man on the ground and frowned slightly. He stepped forward to mediate. "Boss, the deed is done. We must accept it. At least we achieved our goal. We lured the Big Boss out."
"So what if he came out? Who will kill him?"
The Silver Fox glanced at Old Ma, then regained his composure. "If we hadn’t hurt Yan Xicheng, our assassination plan had a fifty percent chance of success. Now that we hurt her, the success rate is zero. Do you think I would still execute the plan under these circumstances?"
Old Ma was stunned. "Boss, why such a huge difference? It shouldn’t be that drastic."
The Silver Fox sighed. "I wish it weren’t. But the truth is, these idiots targeted the wrong person."
"Boss, you ordered us to assassinate the Guan family," the slapped man said earnestly. "But no one from the Guan family appeared. Yan Xicheng showed up instead. We thought, since both are among the three great clans of the capital, they should be similar. That’s why we struck."
"You dare argue?"
The Silver Fox sneered. "Who is Yan Xicheng? He is Yan Aohan’s father. He is the father of the Capital’s Yanluo. Who is the Capital’s Yanluo? If the Big Boss is the emperor, then the Capital’s Yanluo is the underground ruler. Especially in the capital, his orders are executed more strictly than the emperor’s. Do you understand? We even suspect Yan Aohan belongs to the Yan family that protects the nation. We don’t know their exact status yet, but can the mere Guan family compare to the National Guardian Yan family?"
Old Ma hurriedly comforted her. "Boss, please don’t be angry. The incident has occurred. We must find a way to turn the tide. Otherwise, this situation will harm you. I heard the Holy Son has departed for the capital. If he holds a grudge against you because of this, it will be bad."
"Does he hate me less? He has always been in the same pants as Yin Mei. I never expected him to stand by my side."
The Silver Fox showed no concern. He did not fear the Holy Son. In their Holy Cult, the truly terrifying figure was the Godfather, the actual ruler. He had never truly seen the Godfather. Whenever they met, he wore a hood or hid behind a black cloth. The Holy Son was merely a puppet representing the cult externally.
"But openly siding with Yin Mei is still unfavorable," Old Ma said slowly.
The Silver Fox sighed. "Yan Xicheng was assassinated. You should pray he is safe. If he is in danger, I fear Yan Aohan will purge the entire capital. Our Holy Cult has barely established roots here. If purged, all our efforts will be lost."