Chapter 819: The Promise From Back Then
Yang Haoran, though not daring to be 100% certain that all his analyses were correct, believed that the truth wouldn't deviate too far from his conclusions.
In his opinion, the other party's objective in acting this way was quite obvious: to lure the snake out of its hole. Otherwise, he found it difficult to explain their actions.
After listening to Yang Haoran's analysis, Bai Xue had initially wanted to warn him not to fall for the other party's trick. Since they had already dug a pit, waiting for him to jump in, it would be foolish of him to actually do so.
However, the words died on her lips as she suddenly realized a crucial point: the other party held hostages, and these two hostages were Wu Laoyezi's sons.
While she didn't want Yang Haoran to foolishly walk into the trap, she couldn't say such a thing in front of Wu Laoyezi. If she truly did, what would Wu Laoyezi think? What would Wu Xiaoxiao think?
As for the other members of the Wu family, she didn't particularly care for them. There wasn't much interaction between them, so no deep feelings had formed.
Wu Laoyezi, however, was different. She had known him for several years, and he had always given her a good impression. Thus, she had to consider Wu Laoyezi's feelings.
She didn't speak, but simply looked at Yang Haoran.
It was Wu Laoyezi who spoke at that moment.
"Boss, your analysis makes a lot of sense, but there's one point I don't agree with."
Wu Laoyezi's voice no longer trembled as it had before, but it sounded very deep, as if he were suppressing something.
"Oh? Tell me, Old Wu."
Yang Haoran's expression remained unchanged. He extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand and asked Wu Laoyezi.
"I think they might not necessarily be after you, but possibly after me. I've also shed the blood of Spirit Mediums, and I've destroyed several Spirit Medium temples. It wouldn't be strange for them to seek revenge on me."
Not to mention Yang Haoran, even Bai Xue didn't believe Wu Laoyezi's words.
Although Wu Laoyezi was the second-in-command of the Lecheng Underworld Office, the greatest threat to Lecheng's Spirit Mediums was undoubtedly Yang Haoran, the Emissary of Death. Since the other party had painstakingly plotted to attack the Lecheng Underworld Office, the person they most wanted to eliminate was certainly Yang Haoran, the Emissary of Death.
If Yang Haoran died, the Lecheng Underworld Office would suffer a devastating blow, and Lecheng's Spirit Mediums could seize this opportunity to heavily wound the Lecheng Underworld Office, perhaps even wiping them out entirely.
If Wu Laoyezi were killed, it naturally wouldn't achieve such an effect. As long as Yang Haoran remained, the Lecheng Underworld Office wouldn't fall. The other party couldn't possibly be ignorant of this principle.
Moreover, killing Wu Laoyezi wouldn't require such trouble at all; there was no need for them to go to such great lengths.
Yang Haoran naturally understood this logic, but he didn't immediately expose Wu Laoyezi. Instead, he softly asked Wu Laoyezi,
"Then what did they mean by sending Xiaoxiao here?"
Wu Laoyezi hesitated for a moment before responding.
"They must have known I wasn't at the Death God Temple but here, which is why they sent Xiaoxiao here."
Yang Haoran had a rough idea of what Wu Laoyezi was thinking, but he continued to ask, unperturbed.
"And then?"
Wu Laoyezi frowned slightly, then replied in a low voice,
"Since they're after me, I'll handle this matter myself. Boss, you needn't trouble yourself with it."
Yang Haoran understood that Wu Laoyezi's previous words were merely a prelude to what he was saying now. Wu Laoyezi didn't want him involved in this matter, fearing he might lose his life.
"Old Wu, you've been with me, Yang Haoran, for several years now. Though I'm no saint, have I ever wronged you, Yang Haoran, in these past few years?"
Yang Haoran suddenly posed this question to himself, catching Wu Laoyezi completely off guard. He paused for a moment, then quickly reacted and responded.
"Boss, you've always treated me well over the years and have never done anything to wrong me. I understand this perfectly and keep it in my heart at all times. But this time, the situation is different, so I. . ."
Wu Laoyezi's words were cut short by Yang Haoran's dismissive wave.
"Old Wu, I understand what you mean, but I wonder if you still remember that promise I made to you back then: as long as you don't betray me, Yang Haoran, I, Yang Haoran, will certainly not betray you. These words weren't spoken lightly; they came from the bottom of my heart."
Wu Laoyezi, hearing this, didn't speak. He simply nodded gently. He remembered this matter very clearly; how could he possibly forget?
"Therefore, I cannot ignore this matter today. If I were to, I would personally destroy the promise I made back then. Even if I hadn't made that promise to you, I still couldn't ignore your predicament. You don't need to force an explanation that they're after you; whether they truly are, you know in your heart, and I also understand perfectly well."
Yang Haoran's words were resolute, leaving no room for negotiation, directly stating his stance. Although Bai Xue thought Yang Haoran's decision to jump into the pit was illogical, she remained silent.
Wu Laoyezi was deeply moved by Yang Haoran's decision, but he still shook his head.
"Boss, to achieve great things, one must understand compromise and know what to do and what not to do. One must have a clear sense of proportion. Some things, some people, no matter how reluctant you are to let them go, must be decisively abandoned for the greater good. Only then can you build a significant career. I know you're an ambitious person, Boss, so I don't want to see your journey end before you've even broken out of this small place called Lecheng."
Yang Haoran didn't interrupt Wu Laoyezi this time. While Wu Laoyezi spoke, he lit another cigarette, only responding after Wu Laoyezi finished speaking.
"You're right, I am ambitious, but sometimes I also have my own principles. Even if, as you said, my journey ends before I've even left this small place called Lecheng, I will at least never have wronged you."
Seeing Wu Laoyezi about to speak again to persuade him, Yang Haoran waved a hand, cutting off his words.
"If one day you become my boss, I'll listen to whatever you say. But for now, you listen to me."
Since Yang Haoran had spoken so emphatically, Wu Laoyezi sighed and said nothing more, but a look of worry appeared in his eyes. This worry wasn't just for his two sons, but also for his boss, Yang Haoran.
"Xiaoxiao, after the other party killed those people at the Wu family residence, how did they deal with the souls of the deceased?"
Yang Haoran looked at Wu Xiaoxiao and asked this question. In Yang Haoran's view, this was crucial. If the souls of the deceased had been collected and taken by the other party, then he would certainly have to find a way to get them back. As long as the souls remained, the situation hadn't reached its worst point.
Conversely, if the souls of the deceased had already been extracted and dispersed, then these individuals were completely beyond saving, and he wouldn't need to formulate any plans concerning that specific issue.
"Their souls were all scattered, and they were scattered right in front of us."
Wu Xiaoxiao replied, weeping. Having stopped crying earlier, she was now reminded of her sorrow and burst into tears once more.
The "us" Wu Xiaoxiao referred to naturally meant herself, Wu Senior, and Wu Junior.
Yang Haoran, who had harbored a sliver of hope, heard this and said nothing, instead taking a drag from his cigarette.
As for Wu Laoyezi, he, too, had viewed his family members' souls as a glimmer of hope. The reason he hadn't dared to ask Wu Xiaoxiao was precisely because he feared the outcome would be the one he least wanted to accept.
Now, Yang Haoran had asked the question he hadn't dared to, and Wu Xiaoxiao had responded. Regrettably, the result was indeed the one he least desired.
Although unwilling to accept such a result, the fact remained, leaving him no choice but to face it.
He didn't break down crying like Wu Xiaoxiao. He simply closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and neither spoke nor acted.
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