Chapter 61: Hell’s Inheritance
A certain five-star hotel in City C,
Presidential suite.
The three-bedroom, two-living-room guest room is spacious and luxurious, with all kinds of extravagant decorations and expensive furniture that create an ultimate enjoyment atmosphere.
Elvin of the Engel family is sitting in the living room across from Wan Yue, the leader of the Hyacinth. Behind Elvin’s sofa, private assistant Miss Emma and private lawyer Luca stand in professional attire.
Wan Yue, in a fashionable and elegant gown, appears classic and noble, but behind her stands Zhao Peng alone, looking somewhat shabby in comparison.
Last time, one of your people went to the military hospital, right? Before you arrived, there weren’t many barons or higher in the Rhine blood family of Hanguo.
How could those old turtles from the South suddenly appear in City C? Aren’t you plainly informing the Dark Arrow that foreign blood forces are provoking us?
Wan Yue flicks off some ash from her cigarette, squinting slightly as her gaze sweeps across the face of the blonde young man across from her: “If I’m not mistaken, at least someone from the Western Monitoring Zone within Dark Arrow knows all the details of their last operation.”
Dear Miss Emilia, I just didn’t expect you to be there at that time. Otherwise, we could have collaborated for an even bigger surprise for Dark Arrow…” Elvin smiles and glances back at his two subordinates, “So does this count as me helping you once again?”
You suspect the Tang family from City D is related to the clues regarding Dark Arrow’s last operation? And you’ve been sending people to monitor my people.
Wan Yue stands up and slowly walks to Elvin, circling around his two subordinates.
Although they are merely two lower-tier barons, they’ve been trained well and are fairly ruthless…
A flicker of disgust crosses Wan Yue’s eyes as she continues to nonchalantly walk to the floor-to-ceiling window, turning her back to the European blonde young man: “Elvin, I don’t care how many European orthodox blood families’ interests you represent behind your back. We can share intelligence and even collaborate, but I must remind you that this is Hanguo. If any action is to be taken, it will naturally be handled by us blood families of Hanguo.”
Miss Wan Yue, you aren’t the first Hanguo blood family I’ve met.
But I am always curious why Hanguo’s blood families appear so out of place compared to blood families around the world. The world of blood families should have its own order, vision, and boundaries, rather than being constrained by the traditional framework of the ordinary world.
Elvin seems to have anticipated that the other party would say this, a hint of sarcasm and dissatisfaction flashing in his blue eyes.
Miss Wan Yue, my first visit to this country was when I was just over sixteen. At that time, Hanguo was torn by warlords, and behind each warlord stood one or more orthodox blood families, viewing each other as mortal enemies.
“When I came a second time, this place was suffering from military aggression from your eastern neighbor, Japan. The local blood families banded together and fought against the blood families from Japan. I have always been curious why the blood families of Hanguo view the world so differently from us?”
After Elvin finished speaking, he walked to Wan Yue’s side, holding two glasses of red wine, and offered her one.
“Our ancestors had a saying: Brothers clash, united against outside insults. We have to thank a great emperor named Ying Zheng from over two thousand two hundred years ago, who first united everyone on this land in their view of themselves and the world.”
“You may not know, but historians of Hanguo have speculated that this great emperor, the First Emperor of the Qin, might have had one or several blood ministers behind him. Therefore, he and us descendants have never looked at and measured this land solely from the perspective of ordinary people or blood families.”
Wan Yue gently sips from her glass, with a hint of pride already appearing on her beautiful face.
Elvin’s brows furrow slightly, as if he feels a sense of oppression and disdain emanating from Wan Yue, making him extremely uncomfortable, and his expression begins to darken.
“The major orthodox blood families of Hanguo have always maintained a barrier with us. But what I want to say is that this concerns the interests of blood families around the world, just like during the Second World War, when we all sent the Goebbels family to hell!”
“What you said has nothing to do with me as a vagrant blood family. I suspect you’ve already run into difficulties with the Wang family, haven’t you?”
Wan Yue turned her head, a smile creeping onto her lips as she looked at the uncomfortable expression on Elvin’s face, her red lips parting: “Since World War II, there have officially been three remaining duke families in the world, and the Wang family of Hanguo is one of them. Their stance can be said to represent the attitude of the entire blood family of Hanguo.”
“If I’m not mistaken, the Wang family believes the trouble from the Tang family in City D is caused by you big European and American families. The Wang family’s eyes and senses are much sharper than mine.”
As she spoke, Wan Yue’s gaze began to grow sharper, as if she were interrogating the heir of the Engel family in front of her: “The Goebbels family was wiped out by you, but all the spoils should have been claimed by you… Mr. Elvin, you really are here to eliminate trouble?”
Elvin’s cold blue eyes fixed on Wan Yue’s black pupils, and after a moment, he slightly nodded: “Miss Wan Yue, a few months ago, two Dark Arrow soldiers were chased by blood and fled in City D. I believe if they aren’t with you, they are with the Wang family. I hope Miss Wan Yue can adopt a truly cooperative attitude.”
“Haha, is that something that was blood-chased? Do you want to get them back?”
A hint of sharpness added to Wan Yue’s smile, and her tone grew colder: “Need a true collaboration? Then tell me, what exactly is that thing? Is it the inheritance of the Goebbels family? And who brought it into Hanguo?”
A special term slipped from Wan Yue’s lips, and aside from a flicker of killing intent in Elvin’s eyes, both Emma and Luca’s pupils shrank, their expressions changing drastically.
Elvin turned his head, surveying the bustling city outside the floor-to-ceiling window without saying a word, as if he hadn’t heard anything.
“Lord Wan Yue, the situation here is quite complex… But our visit to Hanguo is indeed for the interests of all blood families worldwide. Those two soldiers who were blood-chased must be handed over to us for handling! Otherwise, we will find them using our methods!”
“We already obtained the list of personnel from the Dark Arrow’s Xuanjia squad who participated in the operation in City D last time, and I believe the day we find them won’t be far off!”
At this moment, Luca could no longer hold back, stepping forward with an unfriendly expression and solemnly speaking to Wan Yue.
“Ha ha, a final ultimatum? Scram! Who do you think you are to threaten me!?”
Wan Yue didn’t even turn her head, directly retorting, causing Luca, the burly Rhine baron, to flush red with embarrassment.
Not to mention a Rhine baron like Luca, even Elvin, the newly appointed Rhine count, would likely struggle to find ground with Wan Yue, who is practically on the verge of entering the viscount realm.
Siberian blood families are also experts in handling blood and even stronger, and they have a significant restraint advantage over the Rhine.
“Can’t answer my questions? When you were dividing the inheritance of the Goebbels family, you European and American families enjoyed it all by yourselves. Now there’s a problem, and you want the blood families of Hanguo to consider the bigger picture? There is no such thing as a free lunch in this world!”
“At the very least, I believe the Tang family in City D is daring enough to risk being cleansed by both the Wang family and Dark Arrow to engage in some shady dealings, unless the benefits are so significant that they’re willing to gamble their lives!”
“Do you really think you can represent all blood families in the world without fear of becoming the second Goebbels family?!”
Having finished, Wan Yue turned and walked toward the exit of the guest room, while Zhao Peng politely nodded to Elvin and quickly followed behind her.
In the room, only Elvin and his two subordinates remained, and Wan Yue’s last remark resonated like a heavy bomb in their ears.
Elvin continued to slowly sip his red wine, but his pupils had begun to redden, reflecting a strong killing intent under the golden-haired light, slowly returning to normal after a while.
“Interesting, she actually knows about the Goebbels family’s inheritance? It must have been leaked by the Wang family; it seems she has chosen the Wang family… no, perhaps she knows even more than the Wang family.”
Looking at the wine glass in his hand, a slight twitch appeared on Elvin’s face, seemingly annoyed at the mention of the Wang family.
“Wan Yue has been investigating the Tang family in City D for fifteen years; where did she get her information… she must have figured it out and deduced we are involved.”
“Mr. Engel, what should we do next? The person who was surrounded by Dark Arrow at the military hospital that day was the man we just saw. The other woman named Jiang Yan has quite a suspicious aura, but the two soldiers blood-chased by Dark Arrow in City D were both men.”
At this moment, Luca walked to Elvin’s side, his face showing confusion.
“Two men? Don’t let your own eyes deceive you… When the Goebbels family was eliminated, in the underground fortress of the Third Reich army, was that ‘grandmother’ found, a male or a female?”
Upon hearing this, both Emma and Luca were momentarily stunned, their expressions quite remarkable.
“I believe the aura of the grandmother cannot be faked; it is the fingerprint of blood families, and her offspring will inherit it as well. Miss Emma, go contact the people from the Seer Alliance and let them probe further…”
Elvin finished his wine in one gulp, tossing the glass gracefully as he headed toward the bedroom. The glass shattered on the floor, creating a scattering of sparkling crystal fragments that glimmered under the light.
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“Why does your sister’s taste always align with mine?”
In the hospital room, Meng Huai was lying on the bed with a laptop in front of him, browsing through some medical knowledge about acute liver failure, while glancing at the mango that Jiang Yan was slicing, a look of confusion on his face.
“There are people all over the world who love eating mangoes, not just you.”
Jiang Yan smiled as she cut one half of the mango flesh with the skin into a grid shape while handling the other half, “She also likes stinky tofu; do you like it too?”
“Sorry…”
Meng Huai’s mouth twitched awkwardly as he turned his head, continuing to browse the contents on the browser.
In a couple of days, he would be discharged and go home for recuperation; would your workplace leadership agree?
Jiang Yan handed the mango flesh to Meng Huai, smiling as she said: “You still want to visit the bar club where I work, but with your current liver condition, you can’t drink.”
“The check results are still good; I’m far from needing a liver transplant. This break is quite long; aside from military training and tasks, I didn’t have many hobbies… just sitting at your workplace would be a change of scenery to daze out.”
Perhaps the latest check report had come out, Meng Huai’s mood had improved a lot compared to before; that previously suppressed and despondent look in his eyes had faded considerably, releasing a more relaxed emotion.
Jiang Yan noticed his hand tremble slightly and quietly observed the calm and relaxed Meng Huai, feeling a bit strange inside.
He seems to be very accustomed to being with me, always showing a different attitude than usual; his current demeanor and behavior are almost entirely devoid of indifference, and he talks a lot more than he used to, completely unlike the past Meng Huai.
Every Sunday before, Meng Huai would wait for her at the W District Children’s Welfare Institute, appearing as if nothing was wrong.
If she didn’t show up in the past three days, he wouldn’t take the initiative to order meals. During meals, he had learned to pick several dishes instead of his previous stubbornness or waiting for her to rearrange the plates.
Now, Meng Huai was resolutely set on visiting the place where she worked, and he wasn’t joking.
Jiang Yan felt more and more that something was off, a sense of bad premonition creeping in, similar to when she secretly flipped through Jiang Yao’s phone information last time.
Could he… like me!?
Jiang Yan’s heart skipped a beat, and the mango flesh in her hand dropped onto the blanket in front of Meng Huai, its juice staining the cover yellow.
“Sorry!”
Jiang Yan’s face flushed slightly, quickly grabbing a tissue to deal with the pile of mango flesh, her outstretched hand inevitably rested below Meng Huai’s head.
From the angle of the hospital room door, this gesture of reaching out with a tissue towards Meng Huai looked like a girlfriend trying to wipe off fruit juice from her boyfriend’s mouth.
At that moment, a beautiful woman in military uniform and an exceptionally young officer stood before the hospital room door.
The scene froze Han Xiao, who had come to visit Meng Huai despite her injuries, causing the bag of fruit in her hand to quietly drop to the ground. Behind her, Han Jie Li took two steps back, scratching his nose and lowering his head.
“Han Xiao?”
Meng Huai caught a glimpse of the door and was somewhat surprised as he looked up.
